And while I was married with her I was oftenso late home to dinner that I had irritated sighs from my wife. Standardapology then was that I had been s...oooo busy, she mostly accepted that witha sigh. Wifes accepted such things in those days, you see...These days I have been feeling heavy on my chest but with my well tonedbody I can't imagine that it is my heart acting up, but in the end thefeeling is so queer that I see a doctor. We can say that this story beginswith this doctor visit. Tests are. Every little girl needs her daddy, most girls marry men in their daddy's image, or steer clear for other reasons, but having him in her growing years is instrumental and in my case, he was substituted by men inside me, fucking me in a physical love, feeling their cocks move around amongst my internal organs, was my connection to men, it was all I had to go on, and when the physical attraction waned it was my head that took over and my thoughts were not of the man inside me, it was my imaginary. Either way, she was hot and sexy and I would love to fuck the arse off her. Emma answered the door and Tom Harris walked in. Tom was a school friend of both Emma and my sister, Katie and I took him to be the same age as the girls, or maybe a year older. He was dressed in a t shirt and baggy shorts and trainers, which he kicked off as soon as he was in the room. I noticed he wasn’t wearing socks. Tom had not brought any school books with him, which I thought was strange if they were going to. It grew to a mere 4” but it was rock hard. I sucked her looking in her eyes as she moaned and bucked her hips. Her precum tasted delicious. Don’t make me cum yet she begged. Pulling her bikini all the way off I rolled her over she stuck her ass in the air. Her pink perfect asshole ready for my tongue. Licking her rose bud as she moaned. I held her cheeks in my hands and darted my tongue deep inside her. She moaned omg. My tongue swirling around inside her, tasting her innocence. I made sure to.