He is much more gentle than I expect, I suppose to save himself the pain. He inches in until he is as deep as he could possibly get and I can feel his...hips against my ass."Are you ready, slut? Tell me you are, tell me you want it."Over the lump in my throat I start to tell him that I wouldn't dream of saying I wanted anything from him but then realize I'm not really in the position to anger him anymore. I whisper, "I want it"."What?? Tell me you want it and mean it, you fucking cunt. Beg me to. But I was going through with it anyway, so that was a moot point.Jack immediately stood up and began taking off his pants and underwear. Finally, free of restraint, his cock stood straight out.I got down on my knees and kissed his erection. My tongue and lips explored his testicles. Then I grasped his shaft., my mouth enveloping it. Trying to remember what I’d seen in movies, I followed those recollections.My hand pumped while I sucked gently on the head of his penis and swirled my tongue. Peter said "What you been doing while I was away?"Tom smiled " I had my break. Is that OK with you?"Peter smiled back "Yeah that's fine, but now give us a hand with thesebricks".Peter then shouted "Dylan! get out of bed now you lazy bastard".Tom smiled as Dylan came out of his room dressed in a pair of bluetracksuit bottoms and a white vest type t shirt."Dad, I was out of bed ages ago" Well get your ass down here and give Tom and me a hand".Dylan ran down the stairs and grabbed his trainers. "What do you mean by nostalgia?" she asked immediately. I thought about her question carefully for about a minute beforeanswering."Well I do sometimes get annoyed at the little things I'm stuck with nowas a woman," I replied."What little things?" Sherry asked. I could see she was intensely curiouswith all these questions following one after another."Well I'm really quite happy that I have large breasts." I repliedkicking off. "Mom and the surgeon had already decided what size and typeof breast.