So back to 1980 .... I was a horny teenager who was absolutely rubbish at picking up girls so I didn't even bother trying. I used to stick things up m... arse for kicks quite a lot. Usually bottles of toiletries in the bathroom, some of them were very thick, much thicker than my own cock and I once managed a can of coke. My logic was that I couldn't stick my cock into anything so I would stick things inside me. It gave me pleasure but never an orgasm..I used to read a few girlie mags at the time. One evening, after work, my dad went out for a while. I was lying around in my room, as usual imagining myself going down on my stepmum's beautiful cock, when she came into the room."Hey honey," she said, "Your daddy's gone out for a while. How about you and me have a little fun?"I sprang up like a shot and rushed eagerly into dad and Carla's bedroom. On one side of the room, Carla had set up a camera and tripod which she was just fiddling with. "Take your clothes off honey, you're going to be. It's booze talking, not you!"Lana felt relief sweep through her body when she heard Charlie actually say no. After her previous experience with him, she was sure he would jump at a chance to fuck her, especially since it was at the hands of her pa.She thought her pa had given up when he released her wrist. His next action caught her completely by surprise. She was standing there totally naked before she realized what had happened. Her pa had reached out and with one tug of his strong hand,. She gave me a chocolate and we started chit-chatting about my birthday celebrations. Suddenly after 5 minutes she got up and told me that she had some work and will come in 2 minutes.I was busy reading my book and after a few minutes she suddenly came and sat in the chair front and started point at her head. I was awestruck. It was the same bun that she had made that day with the same white tie. It was neatly combed and made and she would call it ‘amboda’ so cutely.I told her it looks good. She.