You can't blame her. I don't want you blaming her for what you do. You can just tell me the answer to the question. I want to know."Jessica didn't kno... where she had gotten the strength to say what she had. Maybe from years of being angry with her father and now having a reason to get back. But right now she wondered if he could see her shaking, for inside, she felt like throwing up."Honey," he said with a voice that he was trying desperately not to wobble, "that is a question I can't answer.". Now it was Bob’s turn to blush. But it did stir his own dick, with just the thought of it.“Ha ha ha, I am getting better at this” she blurted & smiled, leaving Bob with a quizzical look.Bob had nearly finished his drink, draining it he said “would you like one?”“I wasn’t going to “she raised her soft drink to show him.“ I’m not a big drinker, in the past it has led down bad paths that I am trying not to go down again, but as it is you and I am feeling happier, thanks, I’ll have a Bombay Gin and. It was just the first of many; my b**st was awake now, and it had plans for the mate in my hands.I turned us and strode quickly to the bed, not bothering to pull out of her until I was close enough, then throwing her down upon it. She turned in the air, landing hard on her side, but I caught and turned her on the first bounce, dragging her hips up and back as I got on the bed behind her. Her shoulders stayed down and she gasped as I drove into her once more, but she did not resist; she had. A decrepit adult, triple X joint with holes drilled in the walls of the video booths six blocks away on La Vida Street.I was no longer working; my father's monthly stipend was carrying me along for the moment and I had spent almost all my free time, of which I had plenty, masturbating -- alternating between my dandy vibrator and my monster-sized, two-headed dildo. Despite all this gratuitous sex, I felt like a monk deprived of prayer and I had to get out - I had to have slam bang sex with.