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