As he raised his left leg out of his boxers, his limp cock flopped out and fell down his thigh.My God, it was huge.It hung in front of my face, I gasp...d, and he seemed a bit embarrassed. I picked it up with two hands, put the head in my mouth, and started working on the head and wrapping my tongue around the sensitive rim. As his cock stiffened, he groaned in appreciation, hunched over me, grabbed my head, and attempted to fuck my throat.I tried, I really did. I wanted nothing more than to take. She was wearing only her tiny red thong and heels! I gulped and shouted, “Wow baby, oh my gosh. Fuck, he got you topless.” She put her finger over her mouth to beg me to talk quietly and walked to me, she whispered to me, “Baby, Robert is downstairs, he stripped me down to my thong outside and wanted to strip me naked but I told him that I cannot be totally naked outside.” She sat on our bed and continued. Baby, can we use our bed?, he wants me naked and he wants to fuck me. I don’t want to be. "Don't you worry."Don had Louise join me on the bed for several provocative shots. We didn't strike any very overtly lesbian poses, but we did press our breasts together, each of us on our knees on the mattress at the time. Once, she kissed me on the lips, and I heard Don's camera clicking away, capturing the moment. Don told us to face away from the camera on the bed, side-by-side, and he took the most suggestive and erotic shot he'd taken all evening -- the two of us, on our knees, legs. . and then died. They missed her, in a purely historical way, but weren't all that sad that she was gone. When you're a single man there are lots of things about raising a girl that make life interesting. You have to deal with all her "girly" needs, but you have to be a big, tough guy too. I don't think it works that way for a single woman. Nobody expects her to be a man, or do man things. She may do those things, but nobody EXPECTS her to. A single dad, on the other hand, is expected to be.