I told them I was coming, of course. I was expecting my mother to meet me there, because it was workday and she was the only one with no job, that’s...why I was surprised when my father was waiting for me at the bus station. From curiosity I asked him why, mother isn’t here and he answered that she had an appointment for masseur.This was the last drop in the cup…a masseur is more important than your own son…I was filled with confidence and determined to execute my plan.We came home and my father. Wow, he holds his mouth over it, not doing anything, just heating me up with his mouth. I shift a little trying to push myself against his mouth, so that he'll suck it like I so badly need. Too late, I pull away remembering that this is his show not mine. He stands up and says, "What was that?" I'm s-so sorry sir," I stutter, my voice trembling with how close I was. "You just make me feel so good." "Well for that you will not cum until I say. Do you understand?" "Yes sir," I say sadly. My body. ' It isn't much of a step to teach the primitive part of the brain to finally drop the 'have to' part of that latter thought." I'm not sure that I buy that," Denise said looking over at Dale."How many times since you broke down and ate the come out of Susan have you said to yourself that you couldn't do something and then just went ahead and did it?" Dale asked."A dozen, maybe more," Denise answered after thinking about it. She hadn't ever considered how she had grown in that manner."I'm not. Sandie watched Dr. Claiborne's shapely legs as she walked in front of them. She was attracted to the sight unconsciously, her womanly folds dampening.Sandie and her daughter, Kristyn sat next to each other in the examination room. It was clear to see the resemblance between them, even though Sandie has black hair and Kristyn is a blonde. Sandie now 40 years old, is a bit chunky and it looks like her 18 year old daughter is going to grow to be like her mom. That's good news for Kristyn in the.