was drooling out of my piss slit, just like my old man.
his cockhead against my asshole and stroke it bad forth a
Dad pushed forward a little more a with some resistance.
“You OK, Jess?” he asked. Again I nodded. “Relax, I’m gonna
As Dad worked on my hole, he’d mumble all sorts of dirty things,
up for Daddy’s big cock.
dying to get my dad’s cock up inside me.
over so that my butt up was right up in Dad’s face every time I
I’ll pull it back out, OK?”
time I jerked him off or sucked on his big pole. He’d wiggle a few
The day finally came when I thought I was ready to take my
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
“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
went down on him. He’d take the hint and spit on my hole to get
I eventually got into the habit of sitting on his chest, then bending
I was too excited to speak, so I nodded my head. Then I felt
Daddy lay down on top of me. I could feel his big sausage led
telling me how tight my hole was and how we had to get it opened
much as possible. Then he greased me up with what felt like half
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
happening!
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
few times.
push in
his lips right up to my ear and whispered, “Are you ready, Jess?”
I was really excited. I almost couldn’t believe that it was really
fingers up inside me and strum them over my happy spot until I
my ass untrollably.