His lips parted and I felt his warm wet mouth circle the head and then push down over that and along the shaft! I could hear him breathing heavily and...his body movements told me he was enjoying this as much as me! Dad licked and sucked every inch of my cock and he would every few seconds lick along my ball sack and the space between my asshole and balls. I still pretended to be asleep the whole time figuring that we could both do whatever without actually admitting to what was happening...if. It throbbed in my hands and like a slut I got down on my knees and started feasting on it, licking it, kissing it, thrusting my tongue into the slit and, finally, swallowing it. I managed to get down over half the way before I gagged yet, strangely, that seemed to spur Aaron on and he began to fuck my throat. Even though I was gagging I moaned as it felt so good and was oh so naughty yet fun.Aaron fucked my throat for almost fifteen minutes before he pulled out, had me stand up and spun me. The day was for working or walks in the park, cooking and bright laughter, other people in coffee shops and bars. The night was just the two of us. We never argued at night but arguments from the day sometimes got carried forward after sunset. We always fucked harder when we were mad at each other. Somehow, it gave me a kick to tie the ropes tighter, to not hold back as my palm cracked against her ass. I knew I loved her more than life itself but I wanted to impose myself on her, make her see. I ran my hand up from the base of his cock, letting it become soaked in my warm slutty juice, before stroking his dick hard a few times, my own spit acting as lube making him groan and thrust."Megan" he whispered loudly.I felt cum rush hard through my own hard dick at the thought of being his girl and plunged my head back down, fast and tight with my hot wet mouth, one hand stroking the base of his long shaft while i dribbled and gagged on him. Soon it was all too much, i felt him thrusting.