The fact that it was the penis that hadfathered me was not preying on me. But it was still not a healthyfantasy. That does not mean that I could mak...e them stop.I had a look at some tranny porn, but that did not satisfy me. I couldnot get out of my head the vision of my father with tits and a pussy.It became an obsession. I could talk happily to Flicka and we could sitdown over dinner and talk about the day, but I kept looking at hercrossed legs or her glorious bottom, and wondering about. I'll be in the living room." Yes, Miss Meagan," I said, and hurried down the steps. Carl didn't liketo be kept waiting.When I opened the door Carl brushed past me. He threw a large cloth bagat the foot of the stairs. He was nothing special to look at. Hisfeatures were blunt and he sported a Marine Corps style haircut. He'dnever been in the military, but he liked the image it portrayed. Heworked out a lot so his chest and arms were very muscular. He was wearinga t-shirt that said "What are you. ”“I served a full tour,” Melissa said, her life story not matching up with the body she temporarily inhabited. “It could be the most boring job on earth for 99 days, then on the 100th day it could get you killed. One close call was enough for me.”“So you’re saying being shot at in the third world is more dangerous than being shot at as a cop?” Chuck asked.Melissa swept her full head of frosted blonde hair aside and frowned. “Not really. But as a cop sometimes you feel like you have the home. Your turn is coming soon.” He said, holding his hand over her mouth.She was going to be forced to sit there and watch as a dick as wide as a coke can was about to be forced all the way inside her mother. The Demon grinned, slowly forcing her mothers legs apart. A thick 12 inch tongue slithered out of his mouth, wrapping itself around her clit. Then it moved down to her folds, quickly sliding deep inside her, getting her pussy nice and wet for what was coming. She started moaning despite her.