“What is sex?” Diamond asked. How to say this… I guess, just come out and say it. “The man put his penis into The Holy Mother’s vagina,” I said, gesturing from a distance to my daughter’s genitals, “and he squirted his seed into her womb.” “That’s what I did to your face!” Diamond said brightly. Across the campsite, Lucilla failed at stifling a laugh. I glowered at her, and she buried her head in her arms to conceal her mirth. “After some time,” I continued, “The Holy Mother’s belly began to swell. Within her, she bore all the life of the world.” This part of the story was usually accompanied by a lengthy lesson of the duality of man; how we are born with both the sin of Satan and the virtue of The Holy Mother, but I didn’t feel it was relevant enough to mention. “All the life?” Diamond gasped wondrously, “She must’ve been enormous!” “She must’ve,” I agreed, laughing at my daughter’s incredulity, “and she birthed the first races, and with them, she passed on the urges the man had given her, so that life could persevere. That is why you feel as you do, Diamond; it is your body telling you to make babies.” “Can I make my own babies?” Diamond asked, reaching between her legs and trying to self-reproduce. “No, muscle Sweetie,” I said, gently guiding her hands away from herself, “you and I have the pieces a man needs for the act, but not the organs required to plant seed.” “What?” Diamond asked. I bit my lip, trying to figure out a way to explain testicles to my daughter. “Then how did you make me?” Diamond asked before I could. “Passion was different than most women,” I said, “Passion was a spirit of The Life Giver, and not beholden to the laws of nature to create life. She just took a little blowjob bit of me, and made you.” “Oh.” Diamond said, not sounding content with the straight answer, but seeming to oral accept it. I held her head closer to my breasts, and ran my hands through her cleaned hair. “Sex is something people do in private,” I told my daughter, “it should only be done with people you care about, as its consequences can be drastic.” “Like making a baby?” Diamond asked. “Not just making a baby,” I said, “it’s the physical expression of love, and sometimes, love can be very confusing. That’s why you should only have sex with people you both love and trust.” “Like blonde you?” Diamond asked, looking up at me. I gulped. There was definitely more than innocent curiosity behind those emerald eyes. “No, Diamond,” I said carefully, “I’m your mother, and you cannot lie with those of your own blood.” “Why not?” Diamond asked, always so full of questions, not knowing or caring if they were proper. I loved her free spirit, but there were times I wished it wasn’t quite so liberal. They shared the wet mutual wet spot. She tells me that she’s been having these feelings about him when he’s around, or when he doesn’t wear a shirt or wears just shorts straight or something. Let's see whatcha got!" Dumbledore got up to leave but Harry had almost forgotten, "Sir one more thing. I waited oral for my Mom to wake up, which ended up taking a couple more hours. They look at the boyfriend and give a nod down. There was a man wearing a black suit waiting at the steps for us. She read the card, chuckling a bit, then smelled the flowers. She just kept trying to give a blowjob while her mouth became increasingly fuller. She even stuffed a couple into my mouth giggling as she did that. Now I stared at him. I had made love to her so many times tonight, fucking her in my parents' bed. I couldn’t resist reaching down and finding Glenda’s hand. I winked at her. The hot blonde liquid shot up her stomach and between her tits. I pushed until my head met her final resistance. More-so than just blowjob my out of control sex drive, was the desire for power. at the size of my cock i was always muscle happy with my size. Back in my room I got on my bed and the doubts returned. And he did, slowly and gently at first, but as I responded with moans of pleasure, he got bolder and before long he was pushing me backwards over the table out on the rear deck.