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