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