.. this is crazy..."I know, Penelope ... I know. I can only show you and try to make you understand how real this is. Only you can accept it fully."I'... trying..."And tonight, you'll see that your son wants what you secretly wish to give him.Dexter had come home an hour after I got out of bed. Kira and I were watching television, no discussion of what we'd shared in the night. She was quiet and said little, and I was feeling overwhelmed by what I might do with my son. I worried that Kira would. I thanked the man for his help and lay down on the towel. I lay on my belly to maintain a hint of dignity after that display. I had just been used to entertain a group of older men without being asked. It was sexy but I didn’t know what to do next. I started to read my book but couldn’t concentrate on the words. After what must have been ten minutes of trying to read I decided to go for another swim. I stood up, slipped the Speedo back on and walked down the steps. I submerged myself into the. I sucked your fingers into my mouth, my tongue slipping between them as if they were pussy lips. You purred. We sat there for a long moment, eyes locked, each waiting for the other to blink.‘Now, wasn’t that fun?’, you sighed as your nails slowly brushed the tops of your breasts. You licked your lips as if inviting me to play the game too. As we ate the light dinner, and as conversation and time passed, and the wine began speaking more boldly, you casually commented that you had prepared a. Needless to say I was a little nervous.Finally we got back home and she kissed me whispering that she'd be right back and to get the (her) package all ready. I sat on the couch and took a couple shots of whiskey to calm my nerves and made sure the harness and cock were ready to slip on. Not going to lie, I couldn't help but run my hands up and down that beautiful shaft and taut fake balls. Amanda came out of the bedroom with a little bit of makeup on, some hot black leggings, a tight nude tank,.