t's time I told you about how your father and I met. See, it was your mother that first tipped me off to how, uhh...receptive your father would be towards me. My type. Big ass, big tits...I knew I'd have him wrapped around my finger in no time at all! And boy, was I right! The second your mother opened the door that first night, at the dinner party, I could see in your dad's eye that he'd do anything to make his little, hard dick cum for me! And when I hugged him hello? I could feel his cock straining so hard, I had to do something, lest it rip right through his dress pants! I unzipped him as I hugged him hello, cooing "so good to meet you" as he came in my hand immediately! Your mother was oblivious!! At the table, I sat right next to him, with you on the other side. Do you remember that? You insisted on holding my hand! And my other hand? Jerking your dad's tiny, violently hard cock over and over. I think he came twelve times! I even leaned over and asked him whose cock it was, and in front of all those guests, his cock in my hand, he moaned out "yours, Bettie, it's yours!" After maybe 12 big, spurting cumshots, we went into the kitchen and he got to work worshipping my tits! He was obsessed, sucking them there in the middle of the kitchen! Guests kept walking in so, thinking fast, I told them your parents had an open thing, and hearing me say that, well, it drove your daddy wild! He came again, while this woman was standing right there! And then, hearing her shocked response, he came again! That's when I decided it was time to take it to the bedroom. In there, I fucked and sucked your dad right on your mom's side of the bed. I made him eat my ass and worship my body while he came again and again with that little cock of yours. And now? Well, it's your turn to learn what your place in life is...