They are to be doled out fairly, which is two for me, one for each of you. Or, was it three for me ... Aaaaahh. No tickling! Save me, Dad.”I stopped...tickling Liya when I noticed that Dad was looking at us oddly. “What, Dad?”“You ... you girls ... You all really want me, and to have me, you are willing to share, straight up. You five really love each other.”“Yes, Dad,” Liya said, “we really want you, and, yes, we really love each other.”“I am the luckiest man in the world.”“Yes, you are, because. I was intelligent, disgruntled, and angry at the world. My mother had me late in life and she was getting up there in age by this time, and I wanted to bear some of her burden...it was the least I could do, so I went out and got a crappy job to pitch in for our living expenses. It was hard to get anywhere in the unskilled labor “workforce “, nobody wants to hire you unless you have experience, and you can’t get the experience without getting hired, it’s the classic rock and hard place. " Maybe not. Let's see what happens." Treat me the way you'd treat your mother. Okay?"He gave her a wicked cockeyed smile, and Sandra couldn't help appreciate the irony. Perhaps this was the way he'd like to treat his mother.Mark ordered iced tea, and moved the conversation to safer ground. They talked pleasantly, and Mark dropped the flirting, at least for the momentHe worked far too much, and he was going to school; he was majoring in philosophy, of all things, and he was enthusiastic about. It doesn’t matter who we are with when we are not together, we are together in spirit. Now take off the nightgown and crawl over here and suck my cock. If you do it well enough, I will reward you with what you desire.”He stood a few feet away from her, fully erect now. She crawled over to him and kneeled at his feet. He held his cock out for her and she leaned in and slid her lips over the tip tasting him for the first time. “Just the tip for now,” he instructed her.“Yes, sir” she.