." He responded, turning around to face me. "I mean sure, lock me up.. that's fine, I LOVE to tie you up when you let me, but the panties.. and wantin... to fuck me.." He hesitated. "You know you wore the cock in your last relationship, and sometimes I think you'd rather just be with a woman." What?!" I exclaimed, completely suprised by his newest outburst. Shifting my weight and crossing my arms I fumbled thinking about how, and what to say next. After a long pause, his eyes dropped to the floor. I stroked her skin, loving the feel of her skin beneath my fingertips. Her pussy squeezed tight about my clit-dick, adding delight to Jordan's tongue dancing through my folds. My hands found the president's tits. I squeezed them.I buried into her pussy and groaned. My back arched. My pussy convulsed. Cum fired out of my dick. It spurted into the older woman's fertile pussy. The pleasure screamed through my mind. I cried out to the streets of Seattle, groping her breasts.“I breeding her!” “Yes,. "She claimed to be my daughter. When asked how that could be, she claimedshe came into existence the moment I took my first time trip...that dayin Honolulu, 1944."Margie and her girls gasped again hearing the word 'time trip' or theyear."Fascinating," Mina commented. I could almost picture the pointed earsshe sported from a few years ago- according to my sister's memories."We met again when I went to represent Ruth. This time, we arrived in acourtroom of sorts- a very Spartan looking courtroom.. "I'm surprised to see how much you've grown son, you look just like me!" "Yup." I reply, thinking in my head "Well what'd you expect?" He catches my vibe and begins to apologize about not being there in my life and I accept his apology. "Lets get some food!" He shouts. "Sweet..." I reply... We apparently have a lot in common dispite not being around each other much, not only do we agree on most things. We both love food, and we both love pussy. We order our food to go, and get to his house.