"You drive," he said to his younger companion, and he got in beside me."Oh these are nice," he said, his hand reaching under my jacket and cupping my ...left boob."Oh thanks," I heard myself replied."What size are they?" he asked, as I have said, my boobs are my pride, so with some relish I replied."There're 34D sir." Where did the sir come from, and why aren't I objecting to his advances?"Please get them out for me," he asked politely.Get lost, I thought, but my hands were already unbuttoning my. "Daddy, I get you bare, don't I? I want you to get hard first," Emma said putting her hand on my dick. It didn't take many strokes to get me as firm as I was for her sister. She even licked me a little before she climbed aboard.I took her and rolled from being on my back to be on her front, partially disconnecting, but she got me back inside."Daddy, I really want you to fuck me as hard as you used to fuck Mommy — will you please?" my beautiful Em said to me.I proceeded to plunge deep and very. Once more she brought out the underground newspaper and turned it to the page that had interested her. The blonde woman scanned until she reached the small ad again, and then her heart started thumping, for it read:Attractive bachelor, 37 years old, wishes to meet charming ladies for mutual pleasure. Experienced in pleasing. Knowledge of French, gourmet, interested in the arts. Call 324-8886 evenings.It sounded so perfect. So very perfect! And besides, just calling wouldn't do any harm, would. But when they died, they left what they had to his mother. She had been their only child, so either feelings still ran deep, or they just were too lazy ever to change their wills. Tim did, for years, wonder about it.But even that money came too late for his mother. It helped pay for some of her medical bills in the end, but the love she lost from them, the love she lost from Tim’s father, tears do fill Tim’s eyes for a moment, wishing his mother had something positive in her life before it.