"It would mean so much to me if you'd let me. Maybe we can even grow closer to each other, don't you think?"I nodded and hugged her."Oh, thank you so ...uch, I'll feel so much more comfortable with you than sleeping on the couch."'Yeah, me too. I'll have you to cuddle with; I'll just have to hide my hard cock. I know you are gonna make it as hard as a diamond. Shit, she has my heart pounding.'"I love you," she said before she kissed my cheek and left.I put both of my hands on my face and found. Yes, I'd like that. I wouldn't even mind sharing John with my sexy daughter. There were always threesomes. If she seduced John, she might seduce me. The scenario was possible.The problem was, Candy couldn't seduce a child molester. The art was something I couldn't teach. Not that I was all that bashful, but the best way to learn the art of seduction, was to experience being seduced. I learned in the back seats of cars, and the lessons took fast. After you've been talked into spreading your legs. He said he often picked up women in bars and took them to dinner just for conversation and then would catch the 9:00 (he didn’t say what) home for another dinner and then would be verbally spanked by his wife for being late home. ‘What, with a broomstick?’ chuckled Elle, which is when she found Gus whoever he was a little deprived of humor. ‘No she uses her mom’s ancient jam spoon,’ he said frowning. ‘May I buy you a drink Gus?’ ‘Yes Bourbon straight. It’s rare for a broad to offer.’ ‘It’s rare. ?Go ahead. Stroke it a little and see how big you can make it.? Darlene could smell liquor on Chet’s breath so she knew he had been drinking. Darlene told me many times how quick that black cock grew in her hand. It could so big it started to scare her a little. About that time Darlene heard her Daddy calling her name and let go of Chet’s cock. If it wasn’t for Darlene’s Daddy calling her at the split moment than she might not have been a virgin when I married her. ?I have to get going.?.