He was proud to be offering himself to Steve. The son leaned towardshim. Closer, closer, and then the drooling cockhead grazed against theson's lips....And then the piss slit was there to kiss and tongue. Stevelicked at it carefully, tasting his daddy's lube, the sticky,salty-sweet. liquid. The horny son puckered to kiss the tip gently thenextended his tongue to swipe up the fluid oozing from the slit. Leebreathed heavily, then gasped, and then released a whispery groan. His ownlust and needs. “Joe is tough and strong. He seems like a natural leader and I am sure your Dad will put him in charge of us when he isn’t home. I think he will let you pour chicken feed on us and pull our hair but I doubt he is going to let you train us,” she snorted. She opened her mouth wide and told me to pour some on her face.“Won’t it hurt if they peck your face,” I asked. I would have been frightened of the chicken’s pecking my eyes out or breaking my skin with their beaks.“Yes, that is why we do it. These will look great with my dress.So I got the shoes. Mom paid for them.After that we ate lunch at the food court. Mom. Cindy and I talked aboutthe dance, about Chase, the boy Cindy was meeting at prom to be her"date," I was enjoying the girls afternoon out. I've been out with Momand Cindy so many times as Tony, but this felt different when I was oneof the girls.* * *3:25 PMI was at my computer checking email and seeing who was online on my AIMbuddy list. I noticed the spreadsheet I made. ...I thought I'd give Bob a little morning treat" she giggled shyly "but I guess it backfired." Rick laughed. "Well Catherine" he said, "look at it this way. Maybe Bob didn't get a treat but I sure did!" He laughed. Catherine smiled. "So did I" she thought, but she did not say it. Catherine got up and got two cups of coffee and then they both sat at the kitchen table. Catherine and Bob had been married for 15 years. Rick was now separated after three years of marriage. He never gave any.