As I was returning to my spot a guy approached me and asked what I was into. I simply said "getting fucked" to which he replied "let's go". With that ... followed him to a small booth in the back that had a chair, a throne if you will, and nothing else. I quickly took my shorts off and without hesitation he pushed me over, bending me at the waist, hands against the throne. It was dark, I couldn't see his cock as he applied lube to my hole, but the outline was impressive. Without a single moment. That?s when I realized thatthe whole neighbourhood could probably hear me and stormed back up thedrive.? My Daddy had known all along thatI was getting turned on by his sensual description of my mother?s body; healready knew of my lesbian tendencies. ?Eeeewwww! Thatis so mean!? I got that creepy feelingagain and shuddered; this could scar me for the rest of my life. I decided I needed to havesome diversion to get my thoughts off my mother and my heart said, ?Go ring Melissa and tell her to get. "Honey, it seems like I've been talking for hours, and you haven't said a word." Joan..." I tried but I broke down and bawled, like the sad assed wimp and cuckold I'd become. "I'm about to hurl. I need to get shit-faced drunk. I need to convince myself not to drive into a bridge abutment on the way to work tommorrow." Yeah, I'd been thinking about that. I had good insurance. Double indemnity would twice fill the hole where I'd been in our family."Come to bed baby. Everything will look better in. Not half as arousing or powerful. She wet her lips with her tongue and brought her mouth across the head of his cock, licking as she went. Her heart jumped at her own daring.“You ready to get serious?” he asked her.The fear rose up more powerful than ever, but she met his stare. “Yes.”“Prove it.”Shit. Almost literally she gulped down the fear he had mentioned and opened her mouth wide to supply the proof. It took some doing, but her lips enveloped him, the head of his cock popping right inside.