It was the postman, and in his hand he had a parcel for me, although I was hoping to get my hands on his other package! I quickly and nervously signed...for the parcel, closed the door and ran back upstairs. I opened it up and there it was, my 8" black realistic dildo, I quickly put on a pair of panties, loaded my porn, lubed my pussy up and fucked myself imagining it being the post man who was fucking me! I continued my dirty secret ways for nearly half a year, before my life changed completely.. Since her stroke, she has been more ... I guess demanding is the best word.”“Dad, she keeps talking about what you guys did when you shaved her.”I heard a choking sound over the phone. “Dad?”“I ... I ... don’t ... know what to say, son.”Mom sat up in bed. She dropped to her belly facing me and scooted up to my tumescent pulsing member. Her tongue snaked out and licked a drip of precum hanging from my slit.“Dad ... I can’t keep doing things like this. It’s obscene and more than a little. I too joined her in the shower and we both looked into each other eyes while being in each other arms.I took the round of her curvy body from head to hips and then pressed both the butt cheeks. She then removed my t-shirt and boxer and went down. I was going to get a blowjob. She held my already hard on the weapon in her mouth and started licking. I was high in heaven.Within 1.5 minutes I put a hell lot of load in her mouth and she religiously swallowed it. She then stood and kissed me. I was. "You just saved the life of my son man. I don't know how to thank you! Come! The drinks are onme tonight, man."With his arm around your shoulders he leads you to the bar and sits you on a chair in a darkcorner of the "terrace"."I'll make you taste the best rum on the island man!"Jerry disappears through a service door behind the bar and reappears with a bottle in onehand and a little wooden box in the other. He talks a little with a tall young guy who comesto take his place behind the bar as.