You would rather... ?" Well, she is my daughter."Damn, that hadn't reached me. And I wasn't sure about the morality of mothers procuring men for their...daughters. Still, who am I to talk about morality?"You'll have to let me sleep on that," I said."Sleep with, I think you mean," she said with a giggle, and she got up to get dressed.The next shock, more of a surprise came when I was taking tea with Emma. As usual we were taking a break after our initial energetic coupling, when she said."I don't. ”She lost her smile and said, “I think I’ll stand, thanks. What’s going on, John?”I told her, “Suit yourself. I don’t think there is a better way to do this than to just get right to it. I don’t want to date you anymore.”She asked, “What happened? What did I do?”I said, “Lisa, how many times have we broken up? I can’t count them anymore.”She said, “I don’t know, but what does that have to do with this?”I answered, “Because things finally crystallized in my head, that should have been clear a. Traditional relationships are hard enough. You make sure you talk often about feelings, because it's easy to hurt people without realizing it." Yes, Mom."She looked back at me, her expression soft. "You really are a remarkable young man, Brody. They will be two very lucky young women if you end up together." Thanks, Mom. I'd feel pretty lucky, too." I'm sure you would." Her tone drew my attention, and I caught the smirk on her face. I blushed."Mom! I didn't mean like that! Jeez..."She laughed.. My legs and thighs trembling faster and faster, loving his hot mouth on my dick. After a bit he spread my asscheeks and teased the tip of his tongue on my hole. I felt a strong tingeling sensation all through my body. "Please fuck me" Those words just came out my mouth with a begging tone to it. "Please fuck my ass" I said again lifting my legs and looking right at him. He rolled me over on my stomach and spat on my puckering asshole before gently sliding his incredibly thick 7inch cock all the.