"Do you feel left out? I've got two after all. Would you like to suck on the other one, Amy?"For the first time Amy was left speechless, as mom tapped...the couch on the other side of her, asking Amy to sit."Listen honey," she said, turning to Amy. "I know about you and Jimmy, and all the nasty things you've been doing?" You do?" Amy said, a little stunned, then looked over at me. "You told mom, Jimmy?" Yeah," I confessed. "I figured I told you about me and her, so I'd tell her about you and me,. The sex act itself, at the end, is more of an anticlimax to me.We dried each other, and I spent some time towel drying her hair and massaging her scalp with my fingers, which I think gave both of us much pleasure. Her hair is a deep auburn red in colour, about nineteen eighties men's styled, longer than a man's was in the fifties and shorter than the late sixties, quite manageable and easy to keep neat. If you have ever seen a mature Downs Syndrome person walking around shopping with their. He was talking to himself. He was kind of funny I thought. I went over to him.“Well, Dad, this is a big day for you, and for the rest of us too when one gets right down to it,” I said. He was nodding. I think he was short of breath. I wasn’t sure, but he looked faint to me.“Mort, are you okay?” I said.“Yes, yes, just excited I guess. I need to get some air. Would it be all right if I got some air?” he said.“Sure, sure,” I said. Owen had joined me just as the man asked about getting a breath of. .. Daddy," I mumbled shamefully with his cock still filling my mouth.He reached down and held my head and began pumping his cock into my face. First slowly, but quickly building speed and rhythm. I simply held on to his hips and tried to prevent his forceful thrusts from choking me to death. After several thrusts, his cock hit my throat and I gagged a bit, but that only served to spur him further on. After a few gags, my mouth was so filled with his cock, saliva, and mucus from my throat that.