That mental argument has helped me cope somewhat with the fact of killing someone, no matter how bad he was. I regret having killed him, full stop.”...��A good start, Reginald. Would you like me to put up a prayer to the Lord, begging forgiveness for breaching one of his Ten Commandments – a major one at that?”“I would be glad if you would do so, ma’am,” Reg said sincerely. “I could do with forgiveness.”Immediately she performed that prayer of supplication, asking God to accept that this act of. " It was my mother's idea." I let the lapel slip back.My father-in-law had my panties dripping. His cock bulged out and angled down his pant leg."It's quite the tool you have." I couldn't resist a light rub down the length of his cock."You shouldn't be doing that." He smiled."No? Am I bothering you, Daddy?" I exhaled the last word in a wet breathy voice. His cock firmed up and I knew I had to see it up close."Not at all." His quiet confidence came from living life with a big dick. Knowing that. "If you're careful," Lindsey paused, then whispered, "Ok."My breath caught in my throat. It wasn't our usual exchange. Me the authority and Lindsey relying on me for guidance. That was outside the norm for either of us. I had hoped the topic would be broached. I grabbed my pants and fished a small tube of personal lubricant out. The usual reason it was in my pocket was not up for discussion today. "This is lubricant. You can use lots of things with differing levels of effectiveness. But. Admit it. You ever jerk off while she was out getting plugged full of cock by some other guy?” “It wasn’t like that.” “Then how the fuck was it. Tell me I have to know.” “It wasn’t like anything.” “Fuck it, I’ll ask her myself. She’ll probably get a kick out of it, unless she doesn’t even know.” Then reading my face, he added “She doesn’t, does she?” “You have to promise, not to say anything to her. Or anyone else like at work or anything.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he promised all excited. “Spit it.