That'sit, sissy."As I was working, Jake pulled me up to his face and kissed me hard on themouth and pushed his tongue deep inside almost straight down...my throat.As he did that, he used the saliva from his wet dick to jam a fingerstraight into my bottom.Between his finger and his tongue, I was impaled completely. His otherhand pulled on my nipple rings causing a huge rush of pain and pleasureto surge through my naked body. I know my dick wanted to get hard, butthe chain made it impossible. But. Valerie O'Conner had died of cancer two years ago, and Lisa and her father had carried on as best they could since then. But sometimes it was hard.On both of them.She finished up and set the table. Then she went to her father's door and knocked on it lightly. "Supper's ready Daddy," she said."Be down in a minute" came the gruff reply.She was waiting for him just inside the dining room. As soon as he walked in she slid up to him, slid her arms around him and melted against him. "Did you have a. She was shaking her head and making funny noises, saying, “No, please, Billy, no, don’t, you can’t, that’s awful, please don’t.” A whole string of things like that, but then she reached out and petted it gently. I smiled as I pulled her t-shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Damn, what a body, and her hair was so pale it looked like she didn’t have any between her legs. I suppose, thinking back, she had shaved it in the summer to wear those tiny bikinis. I reached out and tweaked one of her. Suggest an activity that entertains us.Me: Shall we play strip poker? (Omg I don’t know why I said like that. That was insane.Nancy: Strip poker! What’s that? Do you mean, the person who loses should take off something from his clothes?Me: Leave it, mom. We boys used to play it more often while we are students. I remembered and by mistake, I spilled it out. I think that was not a good idea.Nancy: Honey why can’t we play it now. There is nothing wrong with it. Let’s play. It sounds good.I got.