I was very excited as he was a strapping blond haired blue eyed baby boy, nearly my twin. He was growing up in my footsteps, an excellent athlete, an... I could not have been prouder. Unfortunately, the marriage did not feel as strong. My wife did not seem to be as interesting sexually. If I had known she was only interested in ‘vanilla’ sex, I may have stayed single.Early on in our marriage, I had noticed a particular girlfriend that visited my wife from time-to-time. She was similar. Was I that gullible? Or so desperate for love? Or just plain stupid? No matter what it was, I had willingly followed Nicole down the dark path she was treading. But I couldn’t blame her for what I’d done. I was the one who bought her the dildo. I watched her use it; I put my fingers inside her; I jerked off in front of her; I sucked her nipples. And it was I who licked my daughter’s pussy and made her cum on my face. It wasn’t fair to put it all on her. I was the adult, and I alone was. "Erst wollte sie protetieren aber als er seine Hand hob und ihr andeutete was sie zu erwarten hatte,griff sie hinter sich und öffnete den Verschluß ihres BH.Und warf den BH zu Boden und bedeckte mit beiden Händen ihre nackten Brüste."Nimm schön deine Hände da weck du Nutte,mach sie brav hinter den Kopf und zeig dem lieben schwaren Mann deine weißen Titten."Sie gehorcht und zog die Hände ab und schob sie sich hinter den Kopf,schluchtzend stand sie jetzt gedemütigt vor einem Neger und konnte. ” “Why, would you be sad if I didn’t?” He asked me with a small laugh. “No,” I said, trying to pretend it did not matter to me, “But mom would really be sad if you could not make it. She has been looking forward to this all day since she found out.” In all honesty, the excited person was me. I missed him and I could not wait to see him, but I was not going to admit that. I did not want him to know just how badly I wanted to see him. It felt like it had been forever. I could not explain it.