It does not matter how big a facade of being civilized we put around our faces, manicure our mannerism or sophisticate our speech. The wanton lust and...desire that a man holds for the woman who gave him birth lurks beneath all the thickest layers of our sub conscious in the darkest corners of our soul. Many find this darkest corner by the time they reach puberty, most try to suppress it (albeit unsuccessfully!), fewer try to understand, still fewer come to terms with it and the fewest get to. “I’ll check with our Mom, Eileen, and see if it’s okay with her.” He looked around. “Anyone got a reason we can give why we don’t want to go to Fratelli’s? Where we’d have a chaperone?”“Why don’t we just rotate from one to another?” Patti said. “Just means that every third time, we’d have to keep our clothes on.” She shrugged, “I gotta admit, even though Andy and I sleep together almost every night, I’m up for a little extra, and I know he is, too.”“She’s got that right,” Andy agreed.The bell. ”“That’s the spirit,” said my wife. She was talking to him. “Now you know. C’mon. Have some fun.”The guy put his hand on the back of my head. “Suck me, man. Suck me you dirty little slut. C’mon, you know you love it.”He sounded a lot more confident, now. And he was right. I did love it. I loved sucking his cock. I loved what I was doing and what they were doing to me. My wife lightly licked my ear and jacked my cock, occasionally bringing her hand down to my balls and tapping on my asshole.. " Kate." Oh Paul face it, she is a very sexy young woman. Hell can you honestly blame anyone for wanting her?" Well I guess not, but I shouldn't. I am her father."Kate laughed and said, "I know what it is, you are just afraid you can't keep all three of us satisfied. I thought all men wanted a harem. Here you have one and you don't want it." Kate stop with the teasing please. It is tough enough as it is."Kate left him alone for that moment and Paul paused obviously thinking about something..