'As soon as he cradled the telephone he felt much better; he didn'tknow why, he'd not even spoken a word about his feelings yet, but hejust felt that ...e had taken the first step on a very different road.The week trudged on. On the Thursday night, James repeated his sessionwith the dildo and impaled himself deeper and for longer than everbefore. It just felt so good and it turned him on so much; eventuallyhe was able to follow the strokes of one of the girls in an anal-themed DVD, riding up and. I squealed again with each stroke, begging him to put it in me but to please be gentle. “Please, Daddy. Please fuck me. But please be gentle. My ass is so tight and your cock is so thick. Please don’t hurt me, Daddy. Fuck my ass nice and I’ll be a good boy, I promise.” He chuckled and leaned over, whispering in my ear. “Don’t worry, boy. You’ll love it.” His fingers spread lube on my hole and one and then a second finger worked their way into me. I relaxed as he fingered me, cooing with. Jessabelle always spoke to me like that, knowing full well that this turned us both on immensely. While waiting for me that evening she had waxed, painted her nails, and applied lotion to her body. She was sitting on the bed with an aqua coloured silk chemise with matching knickers. We engaged in a passionate, deep, tongue kiss as I unrolled her knickers off, she manoeuvred her body to shuffle out of them. That evening I just entered her straight. Normally, I finger her to orgasm before. .." What, Mom? What then?" Well, there was something I didn't really say while we were all talking downstairs. I wasn't trying to hide it, but the time didn't feel right." What is, Mom? Tell me." I cycled through a bunch of emotions pretty quickly. But once I had calmed down a little, I ended up ... Ugh, this is a hard one. I guess it shouldn't be at this point. Well Alexa, when I thought about you and Dad making love, in the context of all the things that have bubbled up, I ended up being.