It was because it wasn’t natural for a girl to just lie back and say, “Okay, you can stick it in me, now.” What flashed into my mind was that th...t was probably what prostitutes did. They just lay back and said, “Okay, go for it.” Then they might say, “Don’t take too long because I have another customer waiting.”That just wasn’t a sexy thought. And even my prick knew that.What Jennifer and I had done before had been filled with passion and happiness and, yes, some fear, maybe even a little. I even liked his piss slit a couple of times, getting an interesting rise out of him. I could feel his cock moving farther into me again – except it wasnt from my doing. I noticed his hips were moving back and forth as my head was doing so as well. Good lord! He was facefucking me! the idea hit me hard, as this would be the first time anyone has ever done something like this to me. A little bit shocked, I stayed where I was and let him pump in and out of my mouth for a few minutes, until he. ?As I’ve just said, my father was a workaholic. He got that way because of a car accident he blamed on my mother, which put him in a wheelchair and destroyed any chance of fathering a son to take over his business; he had no other avenue for his frustrations. My mother, god bless her soul may she rest in peace, drank herself to death out of sheer guilt over the accident.??My father ignored me most likely because I was female and to a point where all I wanted, was to get away from him as far. I stood there with my cock pointing straight out. It wasn't up against by belly, but it was damn hard all the same! I positioned myself between her thighs. Debbie reached down and rubbed my cock head in the folds of her pussy, positioning it at the entrance of her hole. I slowly sank down and felt my cock enveloped by her wetness. She was so hot! Her vagina felt differently. It was slicker than usual. I was buried right to my balls! Lights were going off behind my eyeballs and I could feel.