He entered me, hard and filled me with his manly cock.I just remembered screaming at my dad to fuck me hard. I felt his weight, my dad's weight, on to... of me. I arched my back, raising my hips, taking him inside me to the hilt. I could feel his balls against the lower part of my pussy lips as I came right then. I convulsed, my pussy clamped around my dad's cock so hard he couldn't even move.I felt him hit my cervix, causing my eyes to roll back and my pussy to throb, I felt so full. He slapped. ." I um....I..." He really caught me off guard here. "You've been screwing that boy again haven't you..." No, I was working late....and Carl, he..." Just as I thought, where did you do it this time? Back of his crappy car?..."I was a little stunned, I knew Daddy never really liked Carl...hhmmmmm has he been drinking?"No Daddy, we...." Look at that..." He brushed his fingers across my long shirt revealing my lack of panties, I quickly pulled it back down."Not even wearing panties, when did my. As her filthy depraved step daddy inserted the neck of a liqueur or wine bottle in her tender but expanding pink starfish. Stan was for a while fixated on his action. His step daughter fixated on her happy moaning. In the bottle neck went; into soft yielding arse flesh...pushing her butthole in with defined pleasure...then the slight popping release...the bottle rim catching her pink rim and building sensation beyond the expected...God her arse looked great; completely naturally fuckable.He had. Did she mean she wanted toshare her inheritance with me? 'That's crazy,' I thought. 'It's herretirement fund. What's she thinking?'"Mom, all I need is you - and my friends. You know how much I love Mark,but if it doesn't work out I'll survive. Honest." But even as I mouthedthose words I knew I wasn't being even close to honest. If I lost himI'd be totally devastated, plain and simple. And nothing Mom could giveme would ever fill the void.*****The Sunday of the McCowans' family dinner dawned.