Then I returned to my room and finished reading the Aikido books, unfortunately without learning anything useful. Then I got into the Driver Manual, u...sing different minds to quiz each other. That got boring because I couldn't find a question that another part of me didn't know the answer to.My boredom tempted me to go back to bed for a nap, but I wanted to try sleeping five hours per night for several days in a row to see if the lack of sleep caught up with me. Taking boredom naps would pretty. It was Saturday night and Anne had been asked out for a drink by the girls she worked with. Anne didn't really go out much she was fifty-six and most of the girls she worked with were in their twenties, but they had insisted so she got herself ready in a new dress and was waiting for a taxi.It was around eleven-thirty before she got back feeling very drunk and giggly. As she got out of the taxi and wobbled up the path she noticed Joel's light was still on. Anne giggled to herself wondering if. There I was, a cock in each hole being fucked like a street whore, Bill slapping at my tits, Mark slapping my ass and Bob slapping my face as the pain started to turn into pure ecstasy. I was soon swooning in heaven, moaning aloud as the three cocks filled my holes, pounding away at my body, driving me into a realm of pleasure that a lot of women would love. Reality soon came back as Bill and Mark both announced they were coming and soon I was being filled with cum in my ass and cunt only to. ” I swallowed a shot of tequila as this new information sank in.“But I want to hear it, Dad,” Cal said from the hallway. We didn’t know he’d been listening and I didn’t know how much of our conversation he’d heard. “So, you got pregnant with Dad after your dad fucked ... I mean had sex with you?”“No, you were right the first time. Daddy never ‘made love’, or ‘had sex’. He fucked me, hard, each time he came to my bed. And, yes, that’s where your daddy came from. I’m sorry, Cal honey. I hadn’t.