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