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