"At least if you live my lifestyle." I can only imagine," Lucy said.They spent a moment in silence, then Luther came onto the concrete patio."You two ...are up early," he said. "Lucy usually sleeps till noon after a night of partying." Maybe there wasn't a good party last night," Alex suggested trying to close the subject. It didn't seem to be appropriate to discuss parties at that moment. After all they would be attending a memorial service for his mother within a few hours.Lucy recognized his. He laughed and let her go. The father was so surprised of hearing what his son did but he seemed proud of his son instead shame. He asked her "how could he do it, he is a baby." She said he is over grown up compare the c***dren in his age. Then he said he can not believe it and asked her how it happened again. She tried to explain and he tried to understand it in an practical way. He grab her legs too and lifted her up. She said "Mr. Bongani, what are you doing?" He didn't answer because he was. Once the decision that we would marry was taken, Idecided it would be a good time for me to visitAndrew’s dad named Carl, who I had never seen before.Carl at 78 was bald and he was thick, although not asfat as Andrew, and I knew as soon as I saw him that Ihad to see if he was as good at fucking as his son.That night we stayed at his house, and I got up in themiddle of the night, and went to Carl’s bedroom. I had been flirting and making signs at him all day sohe was not surprised. "You're a little pain slut, aren't you? You love to be humiliated."I whimper in response to her words as she adds light pressure to my airway. She brings her decadent mouth to my right nipple and sucks on the swollen nub, lavishing it in slick warmth. My pussy clenches around her cock and my entire body spasms as my core tightens and my breath turns shallow."Miss, I'm going to come," I urgently whisper.A tiny shriek escapes me as my hips buck forward and my cum gushes out of me, spraying her.