This is for him and he is as horny as fuck. I give him a cheeky grin and straddle his lap, rubbing my wet pussy slowly up and down his hard cock. Soa...ing his cock with my wetness, giving him a feel and sense of what he is about to taste. He is panting, gripping my hips, licking his lips he wants this so badly. I slowly slide up his body, his hands on my hips guide me to where he wants and needs me to be. He is salivating for this, his chest heaving. His hands on my hips are gripping me so. Your mom apologized to me for believing her over me, and we made plans for her to cook dinner for me that night to make up for it.”“That sounds romantic.” “Well, it was. She had the place dolled up, fancy placemats, candles lit, and, well, she was so caught up in getting the place and herself ready that she burned the dinner.”“You’re kidding.”“Nope. Just as I knocked on her door, the smoke alarm went off in her place. I heard her scrambling around, muttering, ‘Oh, shit, Oh shit,’ and I thought. I love your dad completely, and always will.”“Then what I did is okay?” I asked.“Of course my love, I completely expected you both to, I just thought it might have taken a while longer to happen than it did.” She replied.“Then, you won’t be upset that we plan to get together at her cabin this evening while you and dad are at the club. Amanda made me cum with her fingers, it was fantastic! So, I promised her the same. How do you think I should make her happy? Do you think she would like it if I. Somehow he knew it was possible. Yet he remained unconvinced, thinking it might not be true. Perhaps he was living a dream, or he laid in some hospital somewhere, in a coma. The whole idea, as strange as it might be, turned his past and life inside out — upside down. He recalled bits and pieces of his childhood, when things happened strangely and without explanation. He always felt he was different from others as a youngster but it never occurred to him it was due to the fact he was — what was.