We wanted the very best for him. We wanted him to enjoy all the things his older s*ster was now missing out on. She was beautiful, smart, athletic, ...nd popular. Our son was on that path as well, but we spoiled him every chance we had. He had the trediest clothes, and all the latest tech-gadgets.THE INCIDENTDespite all that we gave David he seemed to be distant, now that he was coming of age. I suppose that is normal for most young men of that age, to distance themselves from their parents,. It took three quarters of an hour, but, when I was ready, I felt like a girl. Trying to walk with a swish in my hips, I entered the room again, and went over to stand near the fire place. Stan was still on the floor. His mouth dropped as he watched me cross the floor. "Holy shit." "What? I look that bad?" Nervously, I flicked my shoulder length hair back over my shoulder. I was shattered. I had thought that I was kind of pretty. I had felt like a girl. "Shit no...you. . I want you to put your... cock... in my mouth again... f... fuck my mouth." Sara listened to own soft voice saying things she never would have dreamed of just twenty-four hours ago. Despite her embarrassment, her nipples were hard and tingling at the thought of Mark's hard cock fucking her mouth again."Hmmm... well... I suppose I could agree to that." As he spoke Mark let his robe fall open. His cock hung just inches from Sara's eager mouth; Sara was stunned by the depth of her need to please. Attraction and chemistry were definitely there, but my attachment to her seemed silly when I thought about it. I wanted her just as much as I had the first night I had met her three years ago, but it wasn’t just physical attracted. I wanted her more than just sexually. I wanted her as a partner, as a companion. It was silly really. I couldn’t explain it, but the feeling were there. She lived a little further away than I had expected. I pulled into the parking lot of a block of dingy looking.