His heart was racing. Squeezing. Too much. It was all too much.He made the bathroom, door sliding open near soundlessly as he crawled inside. Crawled....Not because he wanted to crawl. Crawled because he had no way of standing. The floor was tilting, and he couldn’t stand.Cold. Cool. Tiles. The bathroom was cold, cool tiles. He laid his head down, cheek against the tile, trying to soak its cold into his body. He was trying to drive off the heat that had him sweating. He laid on the tiles, trying. As I licked the salty, odd tasting nector, preacher Bob said as if he'd read my mind "what your doing isn't gay, it's just a son helping his dad and sons do that for their old dads so now I want you to put your mouth on it and suck and lick as you move your pretty little mouth up and down the length of it". I did as I was told and within minutes, Bob's big cock started jerking in my mouth causing me to have to swallow his thick, hot cum, over and over until he ran out. I loved everything about. They had gotten married when he was twenty-five and she was nineteen. Janet had been born a couple of years later. Unfortunately there had been complications with Janet’s birth that left Jan unable to have more children. It didn’t matter to John, he was content to have Jan and his daughter. Besides the fact that Jan couldn’t have any more children didn’t detour them from trying. Their love life actually became better afterwards, and they had sex three or four times a week instead of once or. ‘I’m nearly a hundred then,’ I said sarcastically. Now both of them looked hurt. ‘Show him Zo,’ blondie urged. Zoe plunged a hand into a small pouch of a shoulder bag and pulled out their ID cards and pushed them at me. I studied them and gulped in surprise, they were actually telling the truth and the photo’s matched, I handed them back contritely. Zoe placed them carefully back into her handbag. ‘We get it all the time, that’s why we keep them handy,’ she said snapping the little bag shut..