Hewas more surprised when I admitted one morning that I liked it too. Maybe more than like…I didn't know it would turn into this____________Daddy ca...e home early one day from work. I was surprised but happy to see him, running upto him immediately.Where I was usually met with a kiss, my eyes already closed and waiting, I felt his hand meetmy cheek, a loud smack filling the air as a burst of stinging pain radiated through me. Startled, Ifelt the immediate, confused tears in my eyes. Looking to. She’d never understand why her son wanted to lay down on his bed in the middle of the afternoon and when on that bed, rub himself on the mattress until his dick explodes that milky white goo into his sock. No. His mother would never understand that her son liked to play with himself while he pictured himself fucking his new Social Studies teacher.The next day at school, the intensity of his feelings for Mrs. Criscola was kicked up a notch. And it was made that way because he neglected to do. I couldn’t focus on that, though, because the big guy roared at me and swung his right fist at me in a wild roundhouse swing. Now that I was closer to him, I could smell a delightful aroma of four days of body odor, overlaid with enough beer to cause a contact buzz. Great! The roundhouse right missed me by a mile, and as I stepped closer, he threw a left at me. I focused on his timing, and he came back with another right.It was my turn. I let the right swing past and then stepped behind his. My thick shaft slid slowly into her hungry ass. Finally, my balls pressed gently against the back of her ass.Holding my cock balls deep inside, I rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her asshole spasmed around the base of my cock, signaling me it was ready. With her legs bend over my elbows, I pulled Layla upright and kissed her on the mouth. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we fucked in that position, my arms hooked under her knees and my hands clasped behind her back.We kissed and probed.