The man that walked out that door was 6’0, around 200 lbs, covered in muscle and tan. He was this beautiful human that made my knees weak. I figured...he must work for my father.“Moira,” the man said with a slight smile on his face as he walked over to me. It was in that minute I knew it was my father. I had never forgot that voice. I had pictured it in my head for years when I dreamed of him coming home.I shook at the thought that for a moment my father had turned me on but I could not help it.. "She leaned down and her perfect lips kissed yours, her impossibly long tongue pushing into your and moving around like a snake, even going down your throat making you gag slightly. You also felt her push down onto your cock, her impossibly hot, wet cunt swallowing you whole and sending more pleasure than you'd ever felt in your felt burst through your body like a firework. Breaking the kiss she continued to rock on your cock as she looked down at you."I am giving you several gifts boy. The. " Are you sure, Tom? Don't you want to see how your life turned out?" I already know," I told him. "I'm a private eye." That's what you do for a living. I'm talking about your personal life." My personal life? You mean I actually have one?" Sure...want to see?"I nodded, and slowly the world around me changed again, this time to someone's living room. Nearby I saw a table set for two, with candles lit. There was soft music playing from the radio nearby."Where am I?" No sooner had I asked the. I blinked the sweat or tears from my eyes, looked around...and found myself on my knees. How could I let anyone do this to me? A boy! How could I demean myself inthis way. On hands and knees I crawled into the kitchen for the beer. I know ou no longerhave any sympathy for me or my plight. You think medisgusting. Well, all Ican say is, you didn?t know Jake. Crawling back into the living room, I noticed twothings. One, I was breathing through my mouth, my lower jaw hanging slack,like I was some.