Dad – Look people are talking about you and your relationship. It will be hard for you in your future life to get married. So, I suggest that instea... of having an affair with outsiders and spoil your life have an affair with me! You just want a dick and I also just want a new pussy.Sister – But how is this possible? You are my dad! And moreover, I can see you have lost interest in sex life.Dad – Who told you so?Sister – I don’t hear loud moaning sounds from your bedroom nowadays.Dad – It’s not. ‘Why did I say that?’ Kinsore smiled even more, Pleased by your answer. ‘How often do you masturbate?’ Becky tried hard to stop herself from talking, this couldn’t be happening. She couldn’t talk about things like that with some strange man, NO! ‘Not terribly often. Usually it’s when I can’t get to sleep at night, or something. It helps me to relax…’ ‘I see. What do you like to think about when you do this?’ Kinsore sounded so maddening clinical about this, as though asking about insurance.. That afternoon I took him into my bed and we made love for hours. By dinnertime, I had fucked my son three times." I could not believe that I was hearing this story, it sounded like fiction, but Debbi was dead serious in telling it. It had to be true. What do you say at a moment like this? I had no idea. "I’ll understand if you would like me to bring you back to your car, Kim, I’m sorry." Debbi said in a tearful voice. I was quiet for a long, pregnant pause. Then, I noticed that my nipples. ”“I’m not being a bastard,” I replied, “You are being preposterous.”“How am I being preposterous?”“You hate me-”“I don-”“Don’t deny it,” I retorted, “And you do so because I wasn’t there, as the love of your life, and then I deserted you and turned into somebody else. You don’t see them together, so I’m going to tell you this unequivocally: those kids are deeply in love. You don’t like me, and you don’t like my family, so you want to keep your son away from them. You want to tear him away from.