I guess it's more than the feel of it, the shape and the taste. I think the pleasure has everything to do with the noises my father is making. He grun...s like he did when he was fucking my mother last night. I dark shroud of guilt is wrapping itself around my heart at the thought. This man is not just my dad. He's the love of my mother's life. Her man. I keep sucking, the sounds coming out of my father's mouth, the rumbling in his throat, the panting, the feel of his hands resting gently on my. It would be a small garden, but he would be entirely responsible for it. He would probably grow a few vegetables for use by the family rather than yams for market. This would come at a time when Rudo would start growing and eating more. His increased appetite would be offset by the additional food he produced.Each year, Rudo would be expected to increase the size of his garden, and grow more food. He would add more varieties of plants to the garden. By the time he was ready to become a man at. Bring the guys.” Natasha walks into to the Men’s bathroom, all the while using her sexiest hipsway on the way there. ‘Men, all so fuckin easy.” Natasha thought to herself. “In the Men’s Bathroom.” The guard says into his radio. The guard follows Natasha into the men’s bathroom. She’s kneeling on the floor. The guard unzips his pants and pulls his cock out. Natasha kisses the tip, then takes him in mouth.“Use your tongue.” He commands. She complies. He groans. His cock stiffens in her mouth he. “The last time I saw you, you were carried away by medics, after that bastard Stone shot you. How in the world did you recognize me?”“As I said, there aren’t many Olafsons knowing my full name and then you look exactly how I thought you might look as a girl and your eyes haven’t changed either. We Maltyrians first identify others by their eyes. Considering the huge ocular organs, nature planted into our skulls this should not be a surprise.”“You are not surprised to ... well that...”“Captain.