“Yeah, Daddy, please, please, fuck me.”“You want me to fuck you, boy?”“Please, please.”“What did you say boy?” he said, his voice hoar...e. “I’m begging you to please just fuck me. I can’t take it anymore.”He half laughed. “Oh, boy, you are going to take it. Because I’m going to fuck your brains out.”I moaned. He spat on my hole and put the tip of his cock against it. I felt the pressure of his glans. It was way too big to get in. “Relax, baby, I’m going to fuck you and you know it, so just. I was putting in extra time at work to make sure I kept my job. Still, I had told my wife Candy that tonight was going to be different, and it wasn't. I pulled into the driveway about 8:30, and the house was quiet and dark.There was a note taped to the front door with my name on it. "Your clothes are laid out on the bed in the guest room. Grab a shower in the guest bath and get ready. I'm in our room. Don't bother me until I'm ready. We're going out. The kids are at Trish's overnight."My wife. This was great as we liked drinking in those days and it gave me more money for beer. Almost every night we drank. He told us we could use one of the bedrooms in his house, as he and his wife had split up. She was gone so it was just him and a teenage son who was gone all the time. He agreed to pay my wife to fix dinners and clean the house and it included us living in the house. One night when my wife and I was making love she said, "I'd like to fuck Kenny." Oh..." I said. "Why's that?"She. She felt so good, so tight; as she lay on my chest I fucked her, hard. I wanted to fill her tight little cunt with my cum, and as I exploded into her she looked me in the eyes. “I can feel it, Ben, oh fucking hell Ben I can feel it pumping.” I could see that she was having another huge orgasm and this made me cum even more, and I let out long a****l like sound as I watched my cum run out of her tight pussy and down the side of my cock. I hugged her until we regained our breath and calmed a.