If Dad knew, it would crush him. He adored my mother for reasons I never quite understood.Dad wasn't going to find out, however, if I got my way. This...is where the whole thing gets really twisted, so keep reading only if you dare. See, I didn’t plan to show Dad the tape. I planned to show it to Mom, however, and I was going to blackmail her with it.What did I want, you wonder? A new car? Nah, I already had a Mustang convertible. Money? I had plenty of money from the cushy summer office jobs I'd. ”“I walked from the first contraction until Steve came home from work to bring me here.”“OK. I’ll be back when you’re ready. Keesha will check on you. All three of you know the drill!”“Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, and I’m negotiating the movie rights!” I chuckled.“Making or having?” Kara asked as Jessica gave me a sour look and Doctor Robertson laughed.“Oh, making of course!” I chuckled. “Who do we get to play you?”“How about Cheryl Ladd!”“I’d like Gates McFadden to play me!” Doctor. " I feltcompelled to reply, "I'm not so sure about the 'very much' partanymore, to be honest." But she didn't seem to care about my words, andwent on speaking, "It's a bit disappointing you're so early along, butmaybe you're that works to our advantage. No one's molded you yet."I began to swing my bare feet to the floor, but stopped out ofinstinctual, habitual panic. Breathing slowly, seeing the carpet, Ireminded myself razor floors were a thing of the past. I reached to mybedside and grabbed. Haha.I started to un-buckle his belt when he stopped me."As much as I'd love to fuck you, I can't.My head still hurts....But, I wouldn't mind you going down on me." He said. "Sure, baby.Just lean back, relax, and enjoy." I said flipping us and pushing him down. I continued to unbuckle his belt and pulled his pants down.There was a tent in his boxers and I gripped it.Not hard, but just enough to make him moan.I jacked him off a few times.Just to get him to his full 11 inches.Once it was fully.