She wanted to turn over so she could bring her legs up to his ass and encourage him. God, she was so turned on and wanted more. “Oh God Jake, fuck m...!” She half moaned, half screamed. Jake did nothing different in response. Jo pulled at the bindings wanting so much more. She could feel the rope dig into her wrist and ankles as Jake continued his slow relentless thrusting. As Jo felt her climax building, she felt Jake’s thumb pressing at her asshole again.“Please don’t stop,” she moaned.Jake. I’m also a little OCD. Or ADHD, or whatever you call it. Sometimes things just grab my attention. So, I probably wasted a good ten minutes squeezing blackheads out of my face when I passed the bathroom mirror.At least I could focus on the sexy task at hand now.I didn’t expect to run into my father when I walked into my bedroom.He was by my bed, with my phone in his hand.Oh fuck! He was watching the video!The girl moaned and begged as she was being fucked by her dad. At least that was what I. [You must remember thatthis was 1955 when kissing was as far as boys and girls went for thefirst few dates,]So far today I have been kissed by my best friend, my best friend'ssister, my sister and now, a complete stranger; all of them were fun butBill's were the scariest because he did not know that I was a boy; notonly was it the most scariest but it turned my stomach. It was badenough when Ned kissed me but he would not kick the shit out of me theway Bill would do if he found out that he was. ” He scooped her up and put her on her back, dropping his head down between her open thighs. Her first orgasm came when his tongue found her clit. Her second when he navigated his fingers though her liquid folds to her vaginal opening. She yielded completely to his touch knowing that she was being readied for a cock too big for her mouth, but not for her imagination.Then he was over her. She felt something blunt sliding across her thighs and coming to rest against her womanhood. There was.