“Am I coming at a bad time?”In Adam’s mind, there couldn’t be a bad time with a woman that looks the way she does. “Not at all,” he says, ...utting the book down.“Awesome,” she says. “I love this old cabin. I used to play in it when the hands where gone in the winter. I used to imagine what it was like fucking one of them in here. It always made me so horny.”“Really?” Adam replies, smiling at her. He is surprised at her openness, yet he kind of expects it with all that took place earlier in the. I was fucking Brie, and her bed. I wonder if the bed liked it. It scraped again, louder, and further forward. She balled a chunk of my hair up in her hand and said, between broken breaths, “Dennis. Dennis. I’m coming.” She did a full body jerk to her right and the bed groaned against the floor again. It bumped against the wall. She grabbed at the edge of the mattress, missing her target the first time, then latching on to it. I pressed one hand down on her mattress and propped my body above. I could feel his cock swelling in my mouth and was getting ready to swallow his load, which I knew was coming soon. Then he surprised me with something I've loved every since that night. "Oh, sweetie, stand up and turn around. I want to cum all over your sexy little ass." It was all I could do to release his cock from my mouth, but I wanted to please him, so I obliged. I got up and braced myself on the picnic table, arching my ass and swishing it side to side for him while he jacked off. The. It was very big, she discovered; even in this comatose state, her father's prick was long and thick and for a moment she knew a thrill of fright. What if it was too big, and she couldn't take it into her small pussy? Would it hurt, ripping and tearing her delicate vagina? Or would she be able to stretch herself around it? Caressing the dormant meat, she felt it growing slowly, almost imperceptibly heavier beneath her touch. The head of it began to swell, expanding continually until she thought.