"If it is a boy, like Brenda hopes, we can name him Dwight Richard Parsons. Dwight for President Eisenhower, and Richard for President Nixon. If its a...girl, I've always been partial to Rose Elaine. My mother's middle name was Rose, and Elaine is a very pretty name." Mama had looked right at me when she said the boy's name. The look on her face was one of those 'I will brook no argument about this' looks. She was testing me to see how well I was planning to keep my promise to her. Since I knew. "Brianna wasn't sure where he got the nerve to choose that dare, nor where SHE got the nerve to do it. She was even more confused about where Merrigan, who felt so strongly about keeping their intimacy secret, got the nerve to let it happen. As she moved over to her secret lover, she decided hormones were a pretty damn powerful motivator. Merrigan's eyes were open wide, excited and wanting, and she parted her lips as Brianna reached her. Brianna hesitated only a moment, searching her lover's. "Daddy's head hung down between his braced arms, his ripped body dripping with sweat. His face was a picture of pure agony as he grimaced through the slow, thorough fucking Andre was giving him."Thank you Abuela," Andre replied for him. "We're almost done here, the big fucker is finally almost empty."It was then that I noticed Daddy's cock was attached to some kind of equipment. His heavy dick was surrounded by a clear cylinder, the end of which had a small plastic tube that ran into a medical. Her whole aspect screamed, 'SEX!' I wondered seriously if she were perhaps not a high-class whore.'Hi. Steve.' We smiled and shook hands. It was a thrill just to touch her skin; her slender, manicured feminine hands caressing my rougher man-hands sending shivers down into my fast-becoming-heavier dick in my pants.We got to talking and she ended up inviting me to join her and some friends for dinner that evening. I wanted to fuck her so bad. How could I fuckin' refuse? Besides, the stupid dinner.