Dad slowly rocked his hips back and forth, reveling in the incestuous pleasure. That's when Megan got a little greedy, and I was cool with that. She'd...been dreaming of getting her hands -- and mouth -- on Dad's cock, and now she wanted it all to herself. She grabbed it at the base and aimed it toward her parted lips, pausing to stare up at my father. I glanced up too and saw him watching her, eyes wide and wild. "I've been wanting this cock for so long," Megan told him. "Then take it babe," he. He was definitely a lot older than me but I didn’t mind, I’d always had a thing for men older than me. We got into his silver car and I watched him stare at me as my skirt rode up my legs. “D- -Don’t forget your seatbelt” he said, stuttering and still looking at my legs. He started the car and started to drive off, I could see the bulge in his pants growing and I reached out and out my hands on it, watching his eyes widen and his hands shake as I did so. “What are you doing?” he asked. . I don't usually get much notice that he's bringing someone so often the way i'm introduced to them is when i'm told to get on my knees in front of them like a good whore, I then smile up at my new aquaintance and say hi before I start sucking their cock. I've had a number of encounters like this and the latest one involved experiencing my first black cock.I had just finished touching up my makeup when he knocked on the door and I let him inside, I was all dolled up as usual. My nails painted a. Anderson welcomed him into her embrace. His body rejoiced as he held her and entered into her warmth. He delighted in the feel of her lush curves beneath the flannel evening gown.Still, he had thoughts. Dreadful, sinful thoughts.What does she look like? What does she truly look like underneath? Underneath those fetching clothes she wears? Underneath the gown? I've been inside her, touched her as intimately as a man can touch a woman, possessed her... but I've never in actual fact seen her in.