" "You have a beautiful body." "You mean it Dad? I kiss him deeply and our bodies respond to that kiss. "Billy I Love You" My hands sta...t caressing his hairy body as well as my tongue. "Dad I want you , I love you too." We head to the bedroom with beers and smokes. What the fuck am I thinking. This is my fucking Son for Christs sakes.I have never kissed him like that before in my life. This is wrong , Iturn and head back to the kitchen. I sit back down at the table ,. ‘You can thank Dylan, Ted, and Rob.’ Dylan, Ted, and Rob. Their names made her mouth swell up with a tangy bitterness. Did they call themselves her friends, then, when they called? And did they smother their laughter when they did it? They couldn’t use that word, not even in the loose terminology of ‘acquaintance’, she simply didn’t know them well enough. The only time she saw them was when they came to the apartment to study with Hannah. Even there, maybe because they were there, they scared. Begin to fuck your wet cunt with all of your fingers. go slowly and deeper with each thrustStranger: yes sirYou: how does your stretched wet cunt feel nowStranger: so tightYou: because you did not immediately obey your master you will now also finger your asshole. use your other hand and slide two fingers into your assholeStranger: yes sirStranger: will i be in trouble if i can't type right away while i finger myselfYou: noYou: continue to fist your dirty cunt and finger your asshole until you. Both of us quietly sighing at the sight of him.I knew from hearing Daddy talk about work that Andrea was his secretary. A middle aged woman, I’d met her a few times at office parties or during the holiday events. Mommy liked her because she was efficient and didn’t take any crap but wasn’t terribly attractive. I remember her giggling about how he had Andrea and she had Peter. Both helped scratch an itch but weren’t attractive enough to pull them away from a happy marriage. But the office.