Her eyes were as big as saucers and her mouth hung open, she walked over to me and touched it, just one finger, she pushed on it, my stiff dick, it wo...bled to the side then jumped back to attention.“My God,” she repeated.“Where did that come from?” She asked, awe in her tone.Now I can’t really answer that, I’ve never seen my Dad when he’s erect but I did know he sure could use whatever he had. My bedroom was next to my parents and I could hear through the wall.Manys the night that I’ve gone to. I will have it set at about a 160 degree spread and once we get them out of ultra-warp, they will be caught in its interdiction field.“I can hold them there indefinitely, giving you a chance to do your thing.”“Thanks for the science lesson, Lars. I promise, I won’t tell Ibera about your ‘secret’.”He chuckled, “That’s okay, I’m sure we’ll both have a good laugh about it.”I looked at him seriously, “Are you sure you can’t go with me on this mission?”He shook his head a little sadly, “Sorry, I’m. Very like life & a lot of people I guess. Please, can I buy you a drink." He asked. She turned to look at him straight in the eyes, for some reason, the time, the place or what they had said, a connection was made, that rare wonderful connection that can never really be explained. "Yes, I would like that. I think we both know instinctively that we are the type of people that would never do this normally, but tonight I would love it." They choice champagne, talked about all things, the normal. Looking over it, she pointed out to me, with a laugh, several pictures of men putting their pricks into women’s arse-holes, and into the rumps of other men. Having never before seen such pictures, and having no idea of the operation, I felt modest and turned to others; but she so regularly, as we turned over the leaves, pointed out this class that my sense of shame gave way to curiosity; and, not believing, asked if it was possible to do it so. “Lord yes,” said she.“Does it not hurt?” said I..