Dad is the rarest of our kind: The male with the extra toy.Because of the physical needs of the female organs, the person with both sets tends to be d...ominated by their female side.We are living proof that daddy's male side won out.Mom admitted to having bi-tendencies. Getting together with daddy seemed like the perfect mating!But then daddy was so decidedly male that mom lost her way. Dad had no breasts, no soft skin to the touch, no female scent; he just turned out to be a man with a hole!But. "Just watch the teeth though, that's all I ask."He nodded and peeked at me for a split second. He angled his head back to my melons again as I was sure he treasured the physical feel of them. So, he mixed learning and pleasure right then, and I had to be pleased with that."You're learning to play the sexy game, Stan, that's classy. I told you, I'll teach you, sometimes they just come up naturally from learning. I almost wish David would get with your mom so she could teach him, and make. Well, that could wait until the next time she checked the list, after all, there was no sign this delurker had ever bothered to provide feedback to anyone else. As she turned from the computer she noticed the TV was on. "That's strange, I don't remember moving the TV into the computer room." Nevertheless, there it was, and it looked like there was some sort of baseball game on. Kris liked baseball, in fact, she thought with a smile, when she played she was... wait, girls played softball, not. “Ok, which one?” I said with a twitch in my balls and grin on my face. Without hesitation she quietly whispered number “23” who just happened to be one of the black boy on the team. I grew another inch and was starting to buck my hips trying not to crash. “Oh you like that eeh honey, you like that I just creamed my pants fantasizing about that fresh hot hung black cock in my hand instead of your little one there” squeezing me again as a drip of precum dribbled out. “Oh ya, I do need a bigger.