But I think I’d better pick up Emily and go to a museum for a few hours. I’ll see if I can get a ticket for Pinocchio at the Children’s Theater ...and take her there, too. We need to keep it quiet here or he’ll be right back in the bathroom. And so will you.”“He’s going to suffer for this all day, isn’t he?” Lily said. “That must have brought him close to alcohol poisoning. We should have called an ambulance.”“With any luck, he’ll suffer for it for a long time,” I said. Yes, that was evil, but I. Quickly accessing my voicemail, I shuffled to the kitchen for a soda; it was way too early for this. All the messages said the same thing, to call my father as soon as I got the message, at the number on my caller I.D. There'd been various noises in the background that didn't sound good.Growling and weeping were never good.Worried now, I dialed the number; it only rang once."Thank the gods you're all right," my father said, his relief spiking my fear."What's wrong?" I asked quietly; Aunt Gene. Ready?Im gonna go harder this time… I said placing my dick head on his entrance. Youre wasting our time…He said as I slowly slid my dick inside him, it went fully in and he lifted his head letting out a moan of both pain and pleasure. Ah!Ah! was all he could let out with my dick deep burried inside him. You ok? I asked. Y-Yeah..its just big..He said a bit shaky. Then Ill start moving now…as I said…Im gonna be a bit hard now… I said simply pounding his ass with my dick, he screamed and moaned in. I waited until my penis had turned flaccid once again before I went into the living room. My grandfather was flicking through the channels whilst grandma watched him. He had always been one of those people to flick through every channel then put on something he had watched a million times before. “I’m just going to take my clothes up to my room,” I said. “That’s okay dear,” grandma said as grandpa shrugged his shoulders and continued to flick. It had been a while since I had walked up these.