‘I thought we could go to Milan for a fashion show. Then, you could meet with the Nobel Prize committee about your literary award,’ he stated in t...e most sophisticated tone he could muster. Charlie pushed at him, annoyed that he would use the same line she had given him in the shower, but Nathan wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in for another kiss. Charlie tilted her head up, so their lips could meet. Charlie whispered against Nathan’s lips, ‘What can I do for you?’ Her hands stroked. My father looked at me with a half smile and a huff, like he was kind ofholding back his laughter. He looked down at my knee and said, "Did yacut yourself shaving?" No sir, I fell," I said.He just kinda laughed and shook his head.My mother said, "Bobbie, you look so cute. I love that skirt on you.Kim, you did such a good job with her hair and makeup."We sat and watched the game for about tem minuets or so and then mymother said to my father, "Jerry, I'm going to take her now, we'll meetyou back. ‘You’re so sweet,’ Gretchen said and snuggled up to her friend. ‘Hey, um, Gretchen, right?’ Marvin Stanford said from the doorway. ‘Dad, what you doing here?’ Becky asked, voice quavering slightly. ‘Hi Mr. Stanford,’ Gretchen said. ‘Don’t go in until midnight, got…’ the man said, looking at his watch ‘Almost three hours.’ ‘Oh,’ was all Becky said. ‘Y’all have fun,’ the man said and left the bedroom. ‘Hey butt breath, Michael, her step-brother teased as he walked past the open door of Becky’s. My sons may have cocks that never go soft , but I longed for a real man to hold me and possess me.I studied the many scars, the sparse hairs covering his chest, my gaze followed the thin line of hair until my eyes rested on his flaccid yet long thick cock, the heavy balls under them. My pussy began to twitch and ache as I thought of him once again fucking me with such unbridled passion.You must be a great warrior Tiberius. Any man who makes love to a woman like you do must have a great deep.