Dave pointed to the beer on the other end of the couch next to Susan. Part one of my dirty little fantasy happened. She was wearing skorts, and a kind...of frilly blouse that when she moved just right I see the tops of her breasts in her white lace bra. Susan patted on the couch and when I sat down she patted my knee and said “Glad you’re here, you can help me whips Dad’s ass before dinner” That cute little version of Kate looking up at me, and me looking down her shirt at her breasts. It was. Daddy wouldnt talk much about it, except to refer to her as a Two-Timing Bitch…whatever that means. So I had sort of gotten used to it just being me and daddy…in fact I kind of liked it that way. About all I remember of Mom was a hard, grouchy woman who complained a lot. There were times I sort of missed having a woman around…like when I started having periods and developing breasts and stuff like that. Anyway, with the help of daddys sister, Aunt Brenda, I managed to get through those times.. There was no pain, at least, it was over in an instant. People came by to try and help, they made it worse. Her presence was everywhere, there was no way to escape. After a few weeks, I just drained the small savings we had, climbed in my old GMC pickup truck, and drove away. The truck finally gave up the ghost somewhere on the southern Oregon coast, I walked off and left it. Months passed, then a couple of years. I was drunk most of the time, and messed up on other things, to this day I. His cock was now fully erect about 8-9 inches long and a nice thickness to it, he grabbed my hair and said " I have always wanted this ass and I cant wait to have it, get my dick all hard and wet for me" I dived back on his cock and started to work on it. He was thrusting his hips the whole time, getting faster and faster, often pulling out and hitting his dick off my face. After about 10 mins of hard sucking, he pulled out and said " get on all 4s on the sofa I want to taste that ass before I.
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