."Come on, you know I want you to fuck me!" I whispered, and that was a message he got loud and clear.He pulled down his boxers, revealing a nice hard...cock - not particularly large, but still one i would love to have inside me.Soon, I could feel his breath on my neck, and his chest pressing against my back.His cock was rubbing up and down my crack.he lubed up his fingers and started probing my hole with 2 of them, and it felt amazing.After a minute or 2 of playing, he pulled them out, and. .. hanh... I love it," the girl gasped, her breathing quickening as her excitement grew. She added a little rotation to her hip movement as if trying to screw his spiraling thrusts into her hungry twat. "Am I... Hanh... good? Do I... Hunh... fuck as good as Mom?" Oh God, Kitten. Don't ask. You're the best I've ever had."Young Mabel thrilled to the compliment and tonight's special circumstance aroused her even more than usual. She wanted him to say to her the things she sometimes heard him. " Fuck that!" His angry outburst made me clench onto my gym bag for dearlife. "Tell me! How many times?!" So many times, I wouldn't know how to count," I sobbed, quickly giving him the honest answer, not wanting to anger him any further."And what the fuck makes you think I want panty-wearin' faggots like you lookin' at my body, huh?!" I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," I continued to sob."Well sorry ain't good enough, homo." He reached between his powerfulthighs, encased in skin-tight denim, and. He always manages to say the right things.’ Just to remind him that I was having sex with his father although I couldn’t say I wanted to carry on quite yet. I placed my hands on his erection, one above the other and said, ‘Now I’m measuring you,’ I said laughing, ‘so I can tell Lena.’ He seemed shocked, ‘You tell Lena?’ he said. ‘Everything, why?’ ‘Errrm, I don’t know really. Is that what girls talk about, boys and sizes and things?’ ‘Some of the time,’ I laughed, ‘but you are special aren’t.