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