It seemed like mere moments until I was awakened by the sound of a spoonbeating on the back of a pan. "Rise and Shine! Wake up and smell thecoffee!" c...lled Aunt Liz' familiar and welcome voice. I did smell hotcoffee! And bacon too.I ran downstairs and found the table set, with coffee, juice, bacon andeggs and toast. And my aunt. But no Matt."He won't get up, and refuses to come to church" she sighed. "I swear Idon't know what to do with that boy. He says to tell them he is sick,because he is.. What a powerful sensation.She pressed it against Chris's leg and helplessly felt hermale hips begin "the motion", the back and forth, the up and down, the wanting . . . to get in, to stick it, somewhere, anywhere, but hopefully "there".Without conscious thought, Marissa was ruthlessly partingChris's thighs with a knee. She was positioning herself because she wasn't thinking, because she was only wanting. She must stick it in, must fulfill the need, must have her. . .Yes, her, Marissa thought. I. “Come on, let me see that ass,” Jenny purred. “Girl's like a guy's ass?” I asked, glancing down at my dick. “What about my cock?”“Girls like muscular chests and tight asses. Cocks are okay, I guess.”“Huh,” I said, turning, letting her stare at my ass. I gave her a booty shake which made her clap.“Yay, shake that ass!” she cheered, sounding like a guy at a strip club. Then she smacked my right cheek and squeezed it. “I'm so glad I can do this, big brother.” “Yeah,” I groaned as she pressed. I thought I would end up fucking the Uber driver, since they always do, but this time it didn't happen. He wasn't into girls like me, but he was very nice.He dropped me off in front of daddy Jake's home.It's around 9PM. Its very dimly lit. Daddy Jake's home is pretty big. I walk up and before I could ring the bell daddy opens the door.Daddy Jake: "Fuck, you look so delicious."I was wearing a very tight, micro mini dress, my thigh highs that say SLUT all over. 6" stiletto heels, white panty,.