Sit down sweetheart, I wanted to have another conversation.
I bet you're wondering where I was last night. Well, when I told your dad that you had suggested I be the one to help him with his, uh, pent up desires, your dad had some other ideas. He wanted to show me the place where he takes all his dates.
First we went to this amazing fancy dinner, and then salsa dancing on the rooftop of that hotel Downtown. I've never been held like that before, and the way your dad moves is magnificent. After that, we went to this little apartment he keeps in the city, apparently he's had it for years. He told met that that's where he took your mother the night they conceived you.
Oh, don't be crass. I didn't fuck your father in the same bed he fucked your mom. I just took off all my clothes, too his cock in my hands, and jerked him off right onto my tits, just like I told you I was going to do.
The surprise to me was that even after that, he wasn't done. Those big balls of his were still full. So I had to suck him off again just to get his cock down. I can't believe I have an appetite for breakfast after swallowing so much of his cream. Stop yelling at me, I told you he had already cum on my tits, if I hadn't swallowed it it would have made a mess on the sheets.
Anyway, I wanted to have this conversation with you because I'm kind of upset. You see, most guys, if their girlfriend suggested she wanted to fuck his dad, those guys would slap a woman in the face. But you just slaved away in the boiler room while your dad had his balls in my mouth and his jism on my tits.
I'm beginning to wonder if you're much of a man at all. In fact, I think you might be more of a subman than you even realize.
Don't freak out, I'm just being honest. Do you see the clock over there? Isn't it time for your shift?