I had a fairly good idea what she wanted, or at least what I wanted her to want. And there was a beast inside me that was perfectly willing to perform...the task she wanted performed.But I had this upbringing, though, and it said I couldn’t do this, and I thought it was strong enough to keep that beast in check. I thought I could tell her that it wasn’t right and I wasn’t going to do it. I thought I could stand there naked and reason with her that she’d be sorry after, and that it would mess us. When I found voice. There were many questions. Mum attempted to answer them. “Why” she said “because your dad’s penis is six inches and Barney’s penis is nearly ten inches if you count his knot. The knot is a swelling near the base of his penis. It is nature’s way of tying a dog to his bitch. And yes, he cums several times”. I just shook my head. I could not believe we were having a discussion about how she enjoys sex with our dog.There was a minute of silence and then asked how many times she. Fat feckless and over fifty. A life needlessly snuffed out. It happens, far too often. We’re killing each other in droves far more efficiently than some vague shadowy organisation that our government scares us with. The car is a most lethal weapon of mass destruction and nothing is being done about this carnage. Sorry, I’m just so angry. He was only 42. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his. Shrinking the story down to the lower half of the screen I open up a few of her pictures arranging them story board like across my screen. Her smiling face brightening the otherwise darkened room as I begin once more to read. It's not long before I know it's gone beyond simple arousal and I am needing some kind of relief. Without looking from the screen, her curves drawing my full attention, I undo my zipper. My erection springing free, it nods to the screen as if in greeting at seeing an old.