few times.
His hot breath made me shiver. I nodded a him position
iween my asscheeks. He was already leaking when he brought
gonna start putting it in. If it hurts too much, just tell me, and
Dad pushed forward a little more a with some resistance.
I’ll pull it back out, OK?”
I eventually got into the habit of sitting on his chest, then bending
As Dad worked on my hole, he’d mumble all sorts of dirty things,
telling me how tight my hole was and how we had to get it opened
dying to get my dad’s cock up inside me.
fingers up inside me and strum them over my happy spot until I
I was really excited. I almost couldn’t believe that it was really
I was too excited to speak, so I nodded my head. Then I felt
up. Dad took his time lig and fingering my hole to relax it as
of a jar of Vaseline. I felt open and slick back there, and I was just
push in
“Now, just relax, son,” he said in a soothing voice. “Daddy’s
the missile-shaped of his cock start to pee my hole.
his lips right up to my ear and whispered, “Are you ready, Jess?”
over so that my butt up was right up in Dad’s face every time I
Daddy lay down on top of me. I could feel his big sausage led
time I jerked him off or sucked on his big pole. He’d wiggle a few
“You OK, Jess?” he asked. Again I nodded. “Relax, I’m gonna
was drooling out of my piss slit, just like my old man.
dad’s fat one. He laid me out across the bed, face down and ass
went down on him. He’d take the hint and spit on my hole to get
The day finally came when I thought I was ready to take my
it nid wet, and then he’d start fingering it while I wiggled
my ass untrollably.
much as possible. Then he greased me up with what felt like half
his cockhead against my asshole and stroke it bad forth a
up for Daddy’s big cock.
happening!