George kisses my neck and whispered in my ear “Daddys going to raw dog you big boy”. I nearly came right then and there. George’s stamina was of... the charts. He fucked me gentle. He fucked me rough. He fucked me in positions I had only dreamed of trying. But his favourite position was missionary because he loved to kiss me. I am not a big kisser but I sensed it drove him wild. When our lips locked his energy rose. After what was at least 30 minutes of being absolutely pounded by this daddy I. Our regular routine was that I suck his big fat 8 inch dick every morning in my garage and we did foreplay in car back seat which included him sucking my nipples and teasing them, spanking, 69 style blow-jobs and him dominating me in every way he could which he did but we never fucked. When we met on my birthday morning, he grabbed my hair and kissed me hard spitting on my face and said, “i hope you are ready for your gift doggy” and shoved his big fat 8 inch cock in my mouth, throat fucking me. "These two," the mother said, "as you can see, are of courting age, and they both think me cruel and horrid to refuse to let them associate with the young men who appear with such great regularity, all bearing presents and all asking only to sit and chat with them in our small parlor. Under strict supervision, of course. Or take them to a rout, or out riding in a carriage. You understand?"The girls both nodded and both sniffed, looking at me from the corner of their eyes. They were, judging by. I heard him spit and felt his gooey fingers spread their catch into my butt crack. I moaned as he laid back on my body and took his enormous cock in his hand and guide it to my anus. As he plunged into my butt hole, I knew that it wasn't Daryl, I screamed out in agony as my outer anal sphincter muscle ring was violently ripped open and my inner anal muscle ring fought back trying to keep the invading monster from entering any farther. The resistance lasted very little as the brute's powerful.