I don't know why. Something in me just wants to liberate them sexually. So, when my father married Linda and she came to live with us, I was obsessed ...ith the idea of seducing her. I know it's fucked up. But, I can't help myself. I'd lay in bed and listen to her showering and rub myself, imagining sneaking into the bathroom and soaping her down, exploring her body with my hands until she was jelly in my grasp, cumming and begging for more as I fingered her to an epic orgasm.One day I was home. She dyed her hair blonde and kept it in a short bob, which gave her face a round, sweet, feminine look. She had a little tattoo in her cleavage that showed a small heart and made sure it was prominently featured in her low-cut blue dress.“Good seeing you too,” I said, smiling. “Anything I can do for you?” she asked me, as all of the girls did whenever I was around. Since I took care of them and made sure the club could stay open, they felt they were in my debt. Aside from that, I had the. Having started university so young Gary had a difficult time adjusting to being around older more mature students.That is until he met the right crowed. Or in this case the wrong crowed. It started innocently enough of course. Some light drinking, some marijuana now and again. After all "You can't be a botanist without knowing your weed right kiddo?" His friend Paul would tell him. As he grew older and began to mature physically it seemed that he while he was very intelligent he wasn't getting. After that, Ann pushed him onto his back and started sucking his dick. Fortunately it was nearing sunrise and the brightening of the sky was beginning to light up the room . With the improved light, the camera started to function much better. That's when I first saw the problem. Bob and I had both been snorting coke, and drinking vodka for most of the evening, and He couldn't get hard. Ann was furiously jerking him off, and sucking his cock like there was no tomorrow. There was no question.