I was ready to be fucked. Just then I felt the head of the rubber cock begin to spread my hole and the head entered my ass. I yelled and he stopped fo... a second before he stuck his finger in. As he entered my ass I could feel my pre cum ooze from my half-hard cock again. He stuck his finger all the way in and began to ream my hole, stretching it from side to side. After a few minutes of finger fucking, he pulled it out and I felt the dildo head on my hole again. This time, it entered much. Amy said, well not your foot, what are you feeling now that you lost your hard on? My Dad and I just looked at each other, not knowing what to say to Amy. So I got bold and said, "I can fix that," and proceeded to reach for my Dad's cock. Amy had a slight grin as she watched me stroke my dad's prick and even a bigger smile as she watched Dad's cock grow in my hands. Poor Dad didn't know what to say or how to act, he just sat there on the edge of the bed and watched two young girls watch him. . go on with the massage". I thought she was upset but instead she added if I wanted to I could keep my eyes open. I told her, "I hope you don't mind my watching … you have really nice tits!" She answered me, "Thank you, now just hush and enjoy the massage."Thankfully she continued to rub under my thighs and rub past my balls and go up and do those maddening circles on my stomach. I don’t think my cock could stand up any taller. I saw the clock on the wall and noticed my hour was almost up. I. Now that's maturity, Frank. How easy it would be to accept your terms right down the line and try to get my foot back in the door. But I can't, Frank . . . I just can't. " His sad, blue eyes never blinked. "Are you fucking nuts? You want me to make you number one just after one weekend? Number one, huh? A guy who runs at the drop of a hat?" He laughed bitterly. "Sorry, fella, I can't make that kind of commitment. You want a gay relationship . . . and I ain't gay, my friend . . . not now, at.