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