Their only contact would be in writing, so he could not make Jake do anything that Jake did not want to do.So there was a potential upside to writing ...o his father but also some real risks and not only to himself. His mother was against it and would be frightened if he did.But if Jake were honest with himself, he had always planned on writing. He was too curious about his father to just let it go. Still, Jake would keep him at a distance. He would keep the letters impersonal. Jake would give. "It's kind of niceto know that someone else is up before you and doing the milking," shesaid. I chuckled back and told her that I was still new and eager andthat I doubted I'd be this bright and eager in a few weeks time."We'll settle for the sleep ins you're giving us for now Steph," Foxypiped back as I reached for the cereal box and adding milk took it intothe dining room to eat. Toast that morning didn't appeal to me, so I tookmy used bowl out to the sink and then headed up to my bedroom to. As we made the 15 minuet trip to my apartment she called her mom and told her that she was staying at a friend’s house to study. When we got to my place I was so nervous I could barely find my door key, I was still looking when we reached the door and saw that it was open. “Stay here I’ll be right back.” I ran to my car and grabbed the SIG SAUER P220 hand gun my dad gave me in his will .I loaded it and then ran back to my door and cleared the whole apartment like a pro (another trick my dad. Again, feeling your wetness gliding along my cock. Again, with your legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me in deeper. Again, with my heart racing, pulse pounding, feeling your arousal, feeling your lust, feeling - what? My cock is throbbing fit to burst and your sweet tight cunt has a deathgrip on me.And then - quite simply - we snap."Oh God, baby, fuck me! Fuck me!" And I do, pounding into you hard, splitting your pussy wide, driving in deep, taking you. You thrust forward to meet me,.