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