With a little twist to it." You don't scare me. She won't do anything. I'm the good kid. Remember?" Oh we'll see."------------"Mom, you know what K...vin was doing while I was at cheerleader practice? He had gone into my underwear drawer and was pulling on a pair when I came in. He said he likes wearing them and wishes he was a girl." Uh-uh. That's not true at all. You know it." Guys, stop. I don't have time for this right now. I had a rough day at work. I just need a cup of tea and to. "So who gives the best head?" the leader asked me. I ignored his ridiculous question. But I thought to myself that it wasn't even close. My daughter was clearly skilled in ways my wife would never be."No matter. I will find out soon enough." He laughed as he spoke."Dude, this girl is fucking amazing. She's going to make me cum any second." The second burglar could barely manage to say the words as my daughter apparently wasn't holding back."Don't cum yet! I want to switch so we can see who the. I don’t how it got there but somehow we got on the topic of sex. For me it was literally a “stimulating” discussion and my efforts at hiding the bulge in my speedo were failing especially when anal sex came up. “Would you like to try it? Would you like to have anal sex? “Hell yeah!” I said with probably too much obvious enthusiasm. “Get your stuff and follow me, I’m staying at a relative’s beach house, we can do it there. I promise you’ll have butt sex within the hour but you have to trust me. He did successfully pique Michael's interest, and he thought he'd try out his new cell-modem which Dr. Carson had installed in him, the previous day. Logging into his BellSouth.net account, he brought up his own, internal, Netscape browser to do a search on it.However, Dr. Carson wasn't exaggerating when he mentioned the connection would be slow – 33.6kbps was as fast as he was getting and the project pages took an immensely long time to download.While reading up on COG, he logged into.