The idea grew in his mind as he waited for his daughter to undress and she was scarcely in bed before he was knocking at her door, and entering the ro...m."Ah, you're in bed. Well," he added as he moved to her bedside, "let me give you your 'good-night' kiss."The girl lay back against the pillows, her long fair hair spread out fan-wise, while the top of her silk nightie peeped over the top of the bedclothes. John reached the bedside and sat down on the edge. He leaned forward and kissed her. I had spied ontwo teenage couples having sex in a car. When they were gone I picked upthe loaded condom one teen had discarded and used it to jerk myself off,imagining what it must feel like to fuck a girl. At that age I was not yetaware of the pleasures of fucking boy ass. But there were no rubbers to befound that day as I kept my eyes to the ground. It was because I waslooking down that I did not see him at first. He was standing in the sunlitclearing, his open plaid shirt exposing a big. “I’m sure,” said Judy, sexily. Matt dried his hands after removing the garden dirt from his hands and presumptively removed his shirt. He knocked on the door, which was now closed apart from a few inches, ajar. “Come in, Matt.” Judy was kneeling on her bed and had stripped down to her bra and pantyhose. ”Awww you’re so sweet, knocking ‘n’ all,” said Judy. Come here.” Matt studied every inch of her body; her tummy with the sexy ripples of flesh; her breasts, which were like a shelf, heaving. But when I try to stand up so I would get my turn, one of the guys who had come in the room and had been watching all this grabbed my hair. "Hey" I say. "No." Open your mouth, cocksucker." "I'm not a cocksucker." "Oh yeah? You came in here, you bent over for a hard dick, and you sucked cock and you took a mouthful of cum. How's that not a cocksucker?" And I look at my host, the guy whose cum I can still taste, and said, "Look, you said we can take turns. It's my turn." "I said we can take.