”My dad seemed to seethe with rage at his son for disobeying his command, but he had little option. Dad was five-foot-eight and one-hundred forty po...nds. Toby was a six-foot-two, two-hundred twenty-pound football player. Not that Toby would have hurt dad, we both loved and respected our father.My father’s rage quickly abated, and he simply kneeled there in prayer for the next hour. Toby and I simply sat there quietly until he finally finished.My dad rose to his feet and looked at both of us. I can’t wait to cum on another man’s cock.”It never took long for him to cum once I started in on the dirty talk. I loved being able to bring him such pleasure while doing so little. It’s not like it was hard work to talk dirty and give him a handjob.At first, I took my cues from the Penthouse stories. I re-read a few of them and pulled other details from memory and worked in the stuff that seemed the hottest. Of course, it didn’t take long to learn what turned him on the most.He loved the idea. Harder and faster the woman pounds her cock inside me, her large cum-heavy balls slapping against my much smaller ones. After a while I finally feel her grab my hips, thrusting her throbbing cock deep inside me as she empties her balls into me, her warm cum filling my belly. Finished she lets her shrinking cock slide out of my ass, slapping my cheeks and thanking me for dinner. I push myself up and try to regain my composure before walking away, cum leaking from my tender hole.Staggering and. Her breathing was faster while she moaned quietly, and she knew if I simply did that she would soon finish with an extreme intensity. Again, with more speed and a slight aggression that was admirable, I ripped her pants down and she kicked them off. Suddenly I was all the way over her and my right hand moved her left leg outward, I positioned myself perfectly, and I slid right in. She tried to remain quiet, but the moan of relief slipped out of her mouth. I fitted so perfectly inside her, I.