"That means, "I gasped, "orgy with Lynn!" My cock was literally painfully hard by the time I finished saying the words. I unzipped my jeans and got ou... of them, my cock sticking straight out in an obscene tribute to my sexy daughter's body."Damn Dad! What's gotten into you? You were so cautious last night." Fuck, we might as well get completely naked. Your mom's already left the house and Lynn won't mind." Mark looked hesitant at first, but my enthusiasm for Lynn must have been contagious. He. The other hand had showed a woman who seemed bent on self-depreciation and even destruction. She knew that drinking in binges as she did and coupling these bouts with barbiturates or whatever she could score would kill her one way or another. What she couldn't work out was why. She also couldn't work out why she let herself descend into depravity in these sodden states, or why she should feel the need."I guess I am messed up Dave." She finally had admitted it to someone. Her life was a sham and. So, you are not planning on getting Mara pregnant yourself? Not even once?A. No. Even before we got married, we'd already discussed that. Mara has always been interested in African culture and it's history, and she's always be very interested in having an African-fathered baby; and I found that extremely compelling, as well as more than a little exciting.Q. So why would Mara want to marry you, if she wasn't necessarily interested in wanting to have a baby with you? Most married couples do have. I didn't have a huge dick that hung down past my knees like some of those interracial comics would portray, nor was it twelve inches like you would read in some of the erotic stories online. I would say I was an inch over average. I had been told by most women I was thick, but most of them always said I came harder and had a lot more than most men. I knew that from the first time I had a wet dream at sixteen. My mother had thought I had wet the bed. Since then it had always happened, especially.