"You know?" Yep." Does Mom know?" I could tell she dreaded that for some reason."Nope..."Her head whipped up to look at me at that. Hope flooded the c...ar like a gully washer." ... not yet." Oh, please Dad," she pleaded, "don't tell her. Please!" Tell me something, kiddo." I turned to look at her. "Why?" Why what?" Why wrestling? Is it a guy? Don't we give you enough affection at home? Why?"Janey was so cute when she blushed and giggled. Damn, she was beautiful! Who was I kidding?"Oh, Daaaad."I. I have been bisexual all my life and I was very interested in getting back together with a man for some good nasty man to man fucking and sucking. It had been a long time since I had fun with another male and I was very horny and needing some release. I created a profile and it wasn't long before I got some responses. Most were pretty lame but then I found one rather intriguing so I decided to chat with him and find out more about him. We were both the same age and described to each other what. You must love your job more than me." You know that's not true. Come on, lets get you to bed and you can sleep off all that alcohol."She reluctantly agreed. When they reached the bedroom, Heather pulled Scott close and kissed him hard. A depressing (and very booze influenced) thought came to her that this might be the last time she ever kissed him.Then she passed out.The next morning over breakfast, Heather sheepishly apologized for her behavior the night before."I know you don't love your work. I don’t remember much after that amazing kiss we had when she squeezed the very last drop of my semen out of the cock. It’s all vague but I can think of somewhere we traveled to some parts of Hyderabad. And then a warm kiss in the evening set the tone for the rest of the night. I don’t pretty much remember what we did between the morning kiss and the evening kiss.We were in the parking garage of a mall. She shipped quite a bit and I don’t know what is it with ladies and shopping. I was carrying.