“Yeah, even if that’s all you want to do.”“Daddy, you still haven’t…”“…said if you feel better or not?”“Of course I feel better,...what kind of man do you think I am?”“A daddy.”“Our daddy.”“And we love you.”“And we want to...”“…take care of you.”“Anybody finds out and daddy will be locked up.” I told them for all the good it did.“We won’t tell if you won’t.”“Besides, having a cock here...”“…at home will help us too...”“…yeah daddy, sometimes our boyfriends...”“…leave us high and dry.”“I thought. She was five-foot-eight, much taller than her son and myself. It would have been fantastic had there been someone to take a photo of that moment, the lovely lady walking up the steps with her son and myself holding her hands, all three of us nude, our bare bums wiggling as we ascended the stairs. ——————————————————————————– We went into Dannys moms room. There was a large bed under the window, the covers stark white to match the light tones of the room. Monica got onto the bed naked and. And now she was gone. Allison asked to be excused from work and sat in her car. For the next hour, she bawled her eyes out. she would never see her aunt againThe next day, her family planned out the memorial for Aunt Mary. Allison was lost in grief and needed something to help her feel better. She thought back to her plans for Udon-Con. The memorial service would be on Thursday in the morning. Her friends would have to leave without her, but she could still drive overnight and get there in time. 'This should help a little.' she smiled as she dripped it over the exposed part of the dildo and his cock. 'The oil makes your dildo and cock feel so silky don't you think? So silky, just like your silky stockings Peter.'Peter wasn't sure if he was in agony or ecstasy, he desperately needed to cum. He adjusted the angle of the dildo and pushed it a littlie further up. She could tell from the muffled moans he was making through his ball-gag that it wouldn't be long before he would cum. She.