She wore a short pink satin nightie with a lacy top around her ample chest. She walked over to me, her hips swaying as she did so. She bent over to ki...s my lips, giving me an exciting view of her tits. Little Frank had already formed himself into a tent pole holding up the bedclothes."Well what's it to be, Frank?"Without a word I pulled back the covers as an invitation for her to join me. She didn't need telling twice; she slipped in alongside me. The nightie didn't last long, and in no time at. I jacked off several times in that cup before I finally worked up the nerve to try it. And then one day, a day I was super turned on, while I was right on the edge, and yet hadn't cum... I got that jar out and plopped it all into my mouth. It was one frickin big ice cube of cum!Now the interesting thing about that is the initial sensation is just cold. You can't taste much. So I started playing with myself, getting back to being right on the edge and savoring the taste and especially the smell. "speaking of which. I haven't had a shower today. I think I'll get one now." Howard added as he stood up and took a long swallow of his C-N-C.I watched as he disappeared into the bathroom and I heard him start the water in the shower. I also noticed he didn't shut the bathroom door. I turned back to the window and took a sip of my drink. I had taken a couple more sips when I heard Howard say, "Hey man can you do something for me.?" I turned around to find Howard standing at the bathroom door,. This letter, however, isn’t about that. No doubt, since my death, you have been having a rough go of things. Chief among your problems, I’m sure, is some form of fatigue. Now, don’t get alarmed, you aren’t sick or anything, I didn’t pass on to you some terrible disease. The thing is son, there is something I never told you about our family. For centuries, perhaps even longer, the men have possessed a great power.Now, I’m not referring to any sort of political power, or great wealth, though.