Dad pushed forward a little more a with some resistance.
dying to get my dad’s cock up inside me.
up for Daddy’s big cock.
“Now, just relax, son,” he said in a soothing voice. “Daddy’s
dad’s fat one. He laid me out across the bed, face down and ass
iween my asscheeks. He was already leaking when he brought
the missile-shaped of his cock start to pee my hole.
much as possible. Then he greased me up with what felt like half
I eventually got into the habit of sitting on his chest, then bending
time I jerked him off or sucked on his big pole. He’d wiggle a few
it nid wet, and then he’d start fingering it while I wiggled
my ass untrollably.
his cockhead against my asshole and stroke it bad forth a
of a jar of Vaseline. I felt open and slick back there, and I was just
Daddy lay down on top of me. I could feel his big sausage led
was drooling out of my piss slit, just like my old man.
gonna start putting it in. If it hurts too much, just tell me, and
His hot breath made me shiver. I nodded a him position
telling me how tight my hole was and how we had to get it opened
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
As Dad worked on my hole, he’d mumble all sorts of dirty things,
“You OK, Jess?” he asked. Again I nodded. “Relax, I’m gonna
over so that my butt up was right up in Dad’s face every time I
The day finally came when I thought I was ready to take my
fingers up inside me and strum them over my happy spot until I
push in
went down on him. He’d take the hint and spit on my hole to get
few times.
his lips right up to my ear and whispered, “Are you ready, Jess?”
I’ll pull it back out, OK?”
happening!