.but in answerto your question, he never hated you, and shortly before he died he toldme that the first thing he was going to do when he got to heaven... wastrack you down and straighten you out!"I wiped away a tear. "Thanks, Mom, that means a lot to me." Your father lived his life to the fullest," she said, looking aroundthe sumptuous plane. "As he used to say, this is the only way to fly!"As if on cue, the cute co-pilot sauntered back from the open cockpitdoor, and after pinning up a map. " Your wife, Diana—right? She’s—what, twenty-five?" She’s twenty-six, three years younger than me." Ah—yeah. You’re a lucky man. Your wife is quite a knock-out." Thank you, sir." Yeah, I bet you get it on every night, don’t you." He swept his hand over his crotch and rubbed it.Jim didn’t know how to answer that, so he said, "Well, no—not every night."His boss sprawled in the leather chair. He was in his forties, bald on top, and portly. He suddenly said: "When are you going to invite me to your. “How do you know?” she said. Bobby noticed she didn’t deny it.“I wash your clothes.” said her mother. “Somebody’s been filling your pussy up with semen, and a whole lot of it has drained out into your panties. On almost all of those days, the only candidate around was your father.”For some reason this conversation made Bobby look at the crotch of Amber’s jeans. There was a dark stain there and he gasped when he saw it.Aunt Jenny saw it too. “Like right now?” said Aunt Jenny. “Isn’t that what’s. I knew he was asleep and didn’t want to disturb him. As much as I didn’t think he would be upset by a horny cock craving chick knocking down his door in the middle of the night and demanding more of his hard black cock. The debate went back and forth in my head, but I ultimately decided not to bother him. It only took a few seconds to weigh both sides of the argument in my head, but the battle was that of epic proportions. For moment I considered seeing if Tommy or Mark were still awake, but.