His thrusts became rougher with each push, and he didn't seem to care if it was hurting me or not. I was now completely his little fem-boy slut, and ...e was making me take more than I could handle. I started pushing my hands against his abs, trying to prevent him from going any deeper, but he just held me down and make me take it. "I can't...I can't take it" I moaned with tears in my eyes."You can...and you will..." he grunted back, continuing to pound me even harder. His cock was so big, it. What the hell was this? The only things left in the suitcases were a clock radio and a large plastic bottle of, of what? I sensed inside and realized the bottle was filled with nail polish remover. The man went back for the radio and bottle after he was finished disbursing the magazines. I watched in silence.The party sounds from outside drifted in through the closed windows. It was shortly after midnight, and there were several groups of people in the halls outside leaving various parties.. Talk about father-son bonding. I can’t imagine anything else we could ever do that would equal that. I will leave you two to get back to your lessons.” With that he departed the room. “What did you think, Jack?” I asked. Was it everything you expected?”“Omigod, it was ten times better. And especially doing it with my dad was spectacular. Promise me we can do it again.”“How about we make it a scheduled weekly event? With your dad’s approval of course.”“I never knew there were so many enjoyable. .”Fuck me!” He quickened up, and she realised that she had, with those two words, sent him over the top, and that he was heading for an orgasm. She wasn't ready yet, she knew she wasn't, yet she realised that there was no stopping him. He groaned loudly, she opened her eyes and watched his face contort, and then felt the spasm shoot through him as his warm sperm erupted into her. His groans and spasms subsided, and he slumped against her body and lay still on top of her. “Sorry, Jan, I'm so.