I said "thank you". He asked if he could come in,I of course said "sure". He closes the door behind him and asks me if I have sex with men dressed up ...ike that? I replied "only a few so far". I notice a bulge staring to form in his pants and I said "I can take care of that for you if you want". He unzips his pants and walks over and I tell him it has to be quick so no one suspects anything. He aims his cock for my lips as I stay seated on the toilet and easily inserts it all the way to the back. It was because of this reason, my father decided to leave the house. He was a man of logic and a person who gave more importance to his career than the family. Despite family pressure, my mom and dad had decided that they would not divorce each other and they had agreed to work together for my upbringing. It had been almost nine years since I last saw my dad.Ever since I had left home for my further studies, I noticed that my mom had grown softer towards me. She gave me sufficient freedom which. ’ Henry said, thinking that his nightmare was just about over, one way or the other. ‘Good. See you in the morning, then. Goodnight.’ Mom said, kissing his forehead. ‘Goodnight, mom. Love you.’ Henry said. ‘Love you, too.’ Mom said from the door as she turned off the light. She shut the door behind her quietly. As soon as the door latch clicked, Henry threw the blankets aside and swept his flashlights out, turning them on and leaning them against the foot board of his bed, pointing up. I was very turned on by breathing from air cylinders as well.As a diver it was no problem to get hold of oxygen either and I love to use this when in full rubber with a cylinder strapped to my back and breathing bags recycling the supply through a heavy full face mask.My particular favourite scene is to be kitted up in several layers of latex so not a bit of skin shows through.Even my mask has a silvered visor so my eyes cannot be seen at all.Additionally I am keen on inflatable suits and hoods.