Of course, the older men had their problems, too. Very rarely was any of them lucky enough to have emptied their overfilled and enlarged balls, during...their whole lifetime. Their sperm was turning to foam and steam, of all that unsatisfied and unreleased passion they had accumulated during their whole lifetimes. Their cocks, although daily and nicely masturbated, were as eager as ever. The females made sure each male got used to the constant sensation of this heavy dull pressure inside the. But before he could do any of that his mother had a list of jobs for "the man of the house" starting with clearing out the decades of accumulated garbage. By rights his father should be doing this, most of this shit was his anyway, but since he'd run off with his secretary he wasn't around much these days. Jason shook his head, over a year later and he still couldn't quite believe his own dad could be such a cliche.He sighs hefting a box of video cassettes labeled Grandma's soaps. He's already. “Daddy!” Alexis called. “Are you coming?”Not yet, I thought. But I bet I will be before too long.“Be right there, Lex,” I replied, shaking my head. This could either end amazingly, or really not end well, depending on how you looked at it.I walked down the hall, steeling myself for what I'd find. Did I really want to do this, I asked myself. This could be opening a can of worms I wasn't sure I was ready to fish with.Knock, knock, I tapped on the door.“Come in, daddy,” Lex said.I opened the. Raphael was quick to take control of the situation. He guided her toward the shadows in back while the limbo still ran in the front. He bent her over with her face mere inches from her husband 's penis disappearing and reappearing in the font of the young island girl. She could see her expression of ecstasy as her husband pound in and out. Then she felt a shaft enter her loins and it was a nice relief from her turmoil. Now she could relax and enter that blessed zone of orgasm. Her trial didn't.