" I'm sorry," I said. "I shouldn't have said that." No, you shouldn't. That must be what Mom was talking about. I'm fairly disgusted with you right no...," she said darkly."So I guess making love is out of the question." I thought that might get a smile, but I was wrong."You got that right, mister," she said, followed immediately by: "When can we get married?"Her change of subject, and the contrast between her mood and the question left me speechless."I'm not waiting until I graduate from. He barely had the tip in, and he held it there, savoring the moment. Her stocking-covered legs pulled him in and he sank deep into her loose cunt. David was a bit disappointed, because he was barely touching the sides of her vaginal canal. Thinking this was from a lot of sex with bigger men, David was put down for a moment as he thought he must be too small for her. Just then, the experienced mom contorted her cunt walls so they gripped the young boy’s shaft, then let go, then applied pressure. I moved her hand up and down along my shaft as I had done the night before. I showed her how to turn her wrist as she stroked my cock, and where it was most sensitive. I don't know what was getting me more turned on, the feeling of my daughter's hands around my shaft or the look on her face like this was a science experiment that she wanted to do well on. I wanted to warn her what was going to happen but all I could get out was "Oh, yes baby, stroke daddy's cock faster". When I came, it didn't. Kenny was in no mood. Since draft beer was a quarter a glass and he had spent all my quarters at the Antler ... Kenny had a head the size of a nickel balloon.In 1955, a nickel balloon held enough helium to carry a five year old child out to sea. Three would float away his parent.The rattle-thud-bang of a freight elevator he didn't know he owned chunk chunking its way down five floors of ancient greased side rails prompted him to say, "What in the FUCK is that?" and clutch his head."Freight.