Shrieks, hysteria, and wild blushes soon ensued, as if they’d be the ones to be courted. Even before there was Brangelina, there was ‘EmmanJoy.’...The first time that Emman and I went on a ‘date’ was with the whole gang. Wil whispered that he borrowed P100 from her for this ‘date’. It was such a turn off. What a way to start! I paid for my own food. While Emman and I were eating, I noticed that he chews his food loudly. Another turn off. The gang, even if they’re separated from my and Emman’s. I opened my mouth and let it enter. My tongue and throat muscles immediately went to work. They had been forcibly trained for this over the last few weeks, but I could only suck on the part that stuck out from under his belly. It still tasted like cum and my pussy.“See here, Faggot. If you treat a woman any better than a bitch, they’ll think they can rule a man. She knows I’m in charge, even if I make her choke.” He lifted his stomach pile and hunched the full length of his cock into my face! I. Our lips connected and my mind exploded. I had kissed girls before, but nothing compared to this electrifying experience. Her lips were soft and hot. I pressed down harder on them and kissed her back in earnest. Our lips parts and our tongues touched. I gave her breasts another squeeze and Sonia responded by sticking her tongue deep into my mouth! Then Sonia said “take off the blindfold. You might as well see what you’re doing”I take off my blindfold, looked at her, and kissed her. I looked at. He loved us the way he could, I guess we did the same too. But, but, but as long as I m alive, I wish we could have been better dad-son. Wish I was stupider. Wish I could enjoy TV along with him, or be there every day making life for him, or I was never born so he could spare the time he spent on me and did what he enjoyed most a more. I will never know.I have regrets, now that he is dead. I had them when he was alive. I think I tried to live his life for him. I backed out frequently allowing.