"Suck my cock."Now I was full, full of strange cocks that were bringing me to yet another climax. My third of the night was just as powerful as the fi...st two and youngies dick was slipping and slopping nicely in my cunt.Now I had three men, Sandra had three and Italian was getting dressed.Now that my eyes had fully adjusted to the light I noticed when the door to the theatre opened."Hey guys have a look up here," said a voice."Now that's a live show," another said.I looked down and could see. Not only was Lilly beautiful, but she was proving to be great company and I already knew that she was perfect in bed.Lilly wondered how I was able to cope with Sarah's week-end flings. I explained that when she first left us, both Angie and I were devastated. I worried most about Angie and did my best to help Angie become an adult, which mostly involved giving her permission to fuck. Angie took pity on me and got Harriet to fuck me, then soon after Angie fucked me herself. By then all barriers. “No, but I can get one if I need it. Don’t worry Megan your mom and I can handle anything that comes along,” I further explained. “So how is the pizza?”“It’s fine. I do love pizza,” she said.“Me to. I have take out pizza often,” I explained.“I wish I lived with you,” she said.“No you don’t, your mom has to be more fun than me,” I said with a laugh.I had also bought a gallon of iced tea, so I had a couple of glasses of that. Megan was concentrating on the pizza and I was glad. I also wanted her. My son had lots of Coptic markers. He used them to create his art. But one of them was edited by Seth Meyers. I found it and read the profile. Seth had changed its properties, enchanting it to never run out of ink, to change the tip so it would draw at whatever line thickness my son needed, and to bring to life anything James drew so long as he willed it to exist. There was a caveat that any beings created this way would be loyal to Seth Parish.I scrolled through my son’s history. He’d been.