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