I stood up and moved close to my son. I could see he was nervous and that helped me a little. Slowly he bent towards me and lightly brushed my lips wi...h his. At first he kissed all around the corners of my mouth before pulling me in snug for a deep soul kiss. As I shared my son's warmth, breath and saliva there was no denying that it felt good. That surprised me. How could it possibly feel good to kiss the man who raped me? To this day I don't know. Sometimes I think back to that moment and. He ran his fingers through her hair, wondering what he’d done to deserve such a feeling.“Mmmm…” Charlie moaned, running her tongue along his length. “I love the taste of white boy cock.”“And my white boy cock loves you…” Daniel moaned, and unleashed his load into Charlie’s mouth. She pulled off his cock, looking rather disappointed.“You stopped cumming,” she said.“Yeah?”“Well I wished for you to always cum half a litre.”“Oh yeah…Asrah said it’ll have worn off when I rubbed her lamp.”“A shame. I. ”I decided to go all out, “I’ll play the piano, if you’ll get Brenda to sing a duet with you.”“You play the piano too?”“I’m sure I can. Do you sing?”“I have in the past. Not professionally, but in Church and at weddings.”“That’s good enough for me. You need to get Ms. Williams away from Coach Meadows, if you can. I told Patricia we’d break that up, then try to get her Mom alone so we could help her like we helped you.”“Will you let me be there with Sherry and Patricia, when you fuck. “You’re probably right,” I told him. “The fact that they were yours lends them importance.”“Well worry not, son. What I have for you will be much more useful to you than knickknacks. I think you’ll approve. For now though, you need to go home. Hug someone and be young. I’ll email you anything you need to know and I’ll see you next week.”We hugged before I left and I told him that I loved him and thanked him for everything he’d done for me. We both knew there’d come a day that I wouldn’t have.