I felt his chest restingon my back and could hear his panting more loudly. Again I reached backand squeezed his damp ass cheek. He finished unloadin... in my ass and thenpulled off of me and sat back down on the couch.As I went to pull my sweats up, I found I had came on the couch. I wentinto the bathroom and got a warm wash rag and returned to the living room.First I wiped off the couch, and then I wiped off my son's semilimp cock."Didn't get enough baby?" he asked, spreading his legs wide. . He drew a pitcher and put it on the bar; took the twenty and gave his change. Blucher wrapped fingers the size of sausages around the handle of the pitcher and hefted it like a regular glass. He drank about a third, set it down on the bar, and let out a belch that drown out the TV. The guys closest to him could smell the garlic on whatever he'd had for lunch that day."I say it again. I can lick any guy in this bar. Anybody here think he wants to try me."Matt put on house smile #7, the one. It was getting hard but was trapped and was not able to spring free. She kissed some more, I had never been in this situation before and was not sure what to do but one thing I did no was that I had gone to a party full of young lesbians and when I looked around they were all making out around the room, some dancing to the music. Sam could see I was out of my depth and took my hand and placed it on her breast. Under normal circumstances I would know what to do but I was a transvestite at a. We carried on talking and he would tell me how he wishes he was was my dad and how he wanted to meet. We chatted for a long time as I never could get the courage to meet. He would call me his baby girl as he liked thinking of me as his daughter and I would call him daddy and we would talk dirty to each other. I would say stuff like how I wanted him to watch while his baby girl slides her tight arse up and down her daddy’s cock until he fills her full of cum. I got to the point where I couldn’t.