Over the years, we have often fought together so my behaviour was not out of the ordinary."Get off," she said in a light hearted way, her eyes remaini...g closed, "it's too hot."Up close, I could see what I had missed, the gentle swell of her tits under her opened shirt, her small waist, then the flare of her hips. Damm it, if she didn't look good. Holding her wrist secure with my left hand, my right's middle figure moved down from her throat, through the gap in her shirt, between her small tits. The voice of her father rang through her door, ‘Zoe can I come in?’ ‘Maybe he’ll go away if I don’t say anything,’ Zoe’s voice pondered in her head. ‘Zoe, are you ok? Look, I know you probably don’t feel like doing a lot. Losing your mom was probably really devastating to you. I’m here for you, Zoe. We’re going out to this nice Italian restaurant in town. They have some great lasagna. I wish you would come…..but I understand if you don’t want to. The new house and everything is a lot to take. You straddle me pushing your crotch onto my hard cock, ripping of my shirt and letting your hair run over my chest. As you lift your head up I lean in to kiss your cleavage, burying my head in your tits, you immediately push me back wanting to tease me as much as you can. You order me to stand and strip, but not touch my cock. Once naked you walk around me daring me to touch you, you make it clear that if I touch you we will start all over again. You order me to lie on the floor and you stand. As the thought entered my head, I found myself walking back into my parents room, and next thing I know, the big white dildo is in my hands. I knelt down again and lubed up the white dildo. On my knees, I rubbed the toy against my whole, before pushing it in. This feeling was a little more intense than the feeling of the green dildo in my butt. This one hurt, it hurt bad. I felt spasms of pain roll through my body from my rectum. I pulled the dildo out and started to breathe heavily, my.