.."We're back, bitches."And on CHYOA, of all places."Right? I mean, Literotica is cool and all, but this place is fuckin' dope. Hands down."If we had ...ands, I would agree with you. Well, I do agree with you, but-"Yeah, yeah. We physically don't have hands. Quit reminding me."Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could forget that fact."Oh, well sor-ry. Not all of us are uber-coherent Narrators."Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment. “Don’t do that! Make some noise or something; don’t just creep up on me.” Brent gave him a lazy grin. “Why? It’s always so fun to see your reaction.” Mark grumbled a bit. “Yeah, well, you’d better make sure you don’t attack me when I have a knife in my hand.” “I wouldn’t worry. Knowing you, it would probably be a butter knife.” Mark walked past Brent, ignoring his smug smirk. He was utterly pissed; he hadn’t expected Brent, obviously, but to have him so close… it was just too stimulating. “So…. "I just moved into the next town. I've driven past this bar and been curious about it, but tonight was the first chance I had to come in for a drink. Is it always this quiet?" he replied."Not always, " I assured him. "Tuesday is usually slow, which is why I like to work it, but it gets busier towards the end of the week. You should come on a Friday night sometimes and you'll see what I mean." I'm not complaining. I used to live downtown and the bars there were so damn noisy. It's nice to find a. ”“Be patient, son, never hurry up things during sex,” I advised.“Your mom is right, son,” Suvendu added weightage to my advice.“First, feel your mom’s tongue, son. Since it is your first time with a real woman, I better get you acclimatized. If I put your cock in my mouth in one go, you might not be able to withstand the incredible pleasure.”Both Joy and Suvendu gasped in excitement as I pulled my son by the cock and got it closer to my mouth, putting out my lolling tongue in the sexiest manner.