Bernadette continued..."Now she'd bending over you and placing her right breast to your mouth."Something small and rigid brushed lightly over my lips ...nd was quickly pulled away. Meanwhile, the hand on my cock continued moving."She wants you to stop fighting her and thinks that perhaps a kiss will change your mind."There was a shifting of weight on the bed and a mouth touched my. I'm sure from the smell of the perfume that it is Bernadette. Even so, I resist the temptation to open my mouth and. So now I'm brick hard, she's sleep, and I got to get up. So I sit up, dick pointed toward the ceiling, and let my feet hit the floor to get my day started. I stand up and walk my naked ass to the shower, trying to wake up. I turn the water on, hot but not to hot, hoping it would soothe my morning wood and help me focus on the day ahead rather than my raging erection. I force my dick downward, and after a few seconds, my morning piss starts flowing. Pissing on hard feels amazing, for you ladies. He answered on the second ring.“Yeah Tom! I’m boarding. I can’t talk long.”“Dad,” I blurted, “mom wants me to shave her ... down there!”There was a moment of silence.“Shit! I forgot I promised I would shave her. She always liked her ... uh ... private parts clean shaven. She usually does it herself. However, she still has some motor control issues.”Dad paused. I could hear the announcement to turn off all electronic devices. His voice was strained when he finally spoke. “Look, son,” he choked. Of course I could, and we spent the next hour and a half or so in vivid, graphic communication during which she came several times. Needless to note, I too came probably after about two of hers. When we talked fuck it wasn’t just fuck but scenes particularly appealing at the moment such as discovering observers, inviting someone in to watch, etc., or some pleasurable experience shared or otherwise. One of the things she especially liked to hear was of my seeping cock meticulously painting.