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