I grip your cock in my hand. “Good girl, yes, like that." I smile as I lick and suck your cock. "Tell me you want me to fuck you, my sweet”. “I ...ant to feel you fucking me, sir, please”. You roll me over onto my hands and knees. “You like eye contact, don’t you?”. I nod shyly. I feel your tongue lick my pussy and asshole. I squeak. You slap my ass, “Tell me to do it again, sweet. I know you love this, don’t pretend. Say it now”. “Do it again, sir, please”. “Do what again?” you say. “Please lick. I was 18yo 5'6 tall short dark hair with a slim toned and hairless body and looking at old photos I guess I looked at least 3yrs younger than I was and quite a bit like the Olympic diver tom daley.I was still a virgin it seemed like all my friends were getting some while I just wanked off to porn mags about twice a day(no internet back then!!!), I was waiting in a town centre pub my mates were late and I hadn't brought a drink as I had no id with me when the landlord who had giving me dirty. My nose rested in the soft hair covering her cunt. The aroma of her pussy was driving me wild."Sweetie," Deb panted, "You're doing a great job. You are making my pussy so happy."My tongue madly licked her hard and swollen clit. I had to feel her throbbing pussy shudder and cum on my mouth.Suddenly I felt rough hands grab my hips, a hard cock slipped into my hot cunt.I was being fucked hard while eating a delectable pussy, it was amazing. I wasn't sure which man's cock it was. It was fucking me. I came quietly through the sliders just off the Florida room and went in tolet Dad know I was in the house. I walked into the room and froze in mytracks. There was Dad, flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling, hisfist wrapped around the steel hard shaft of his dick, trying to pump it. Inhis awkward position, it wasn't going too well. I must have gasped, becauseDad raised his head just enough to look at me, making eye contact. Hedidn't move his hand or freak out or anything.He just said.