My father passed away three years ago and I find myself thinking back to all the things I did in his final year of living to keep him happy. I never in my life thought I could do things like that with him but money changes you when you don’t have much and are promised a lot. Like multiple millions and real estate.
He had a real kink for sex toys and using them on me, there would be days where I told him, seriously I need a break to eat or just relax for an hour. He had a girlfriend for about six months who just left him because of all the sexual demands he was putting on her and somehow I saw this as an opportunity for all his assets. She had talked to me a few weeks before she left him about his sexual kinks and she was not sure she could stay with him anymore.
Part of me thought, what would be wrong with being given several orgasms now and then but honestly did not think it would be day after day hours every day. The man was ninety one at the time so you know, I figured not too bad. He got to a point though that he just stopped really doing anything, was not even eating more than one meal a day and his sexual appetite relaxed a lot also. He even joked with me a few times that he wanted to be smothered by a vagina, what a way to go he would tell me.
I know this all sounds just immoral and crazy, I think about it a lot and wonder if I have lived a good life or not.
