“Damn, baby, that feels good. So tight.”Her fingers still touching his cock, she leaned back, feeling his cock slide deep inside her. She didn�...t stop until it was all the way in, her fingertips touching his balls. He ordered her to rub her clit, yet again.She did, sitting on top, his cock buried deep, feeling like it was going to split her in half. She stared at him as he watched her. Occasionally she would lean down for a kiss. He never said no to that.She opened her mouth, to ask if he. “She heard us grandpa, I didn’t have to say a word, I swear!”“I’ve been spending all my money on you two, no decent woman would ever accept me with the two of you as a constant burden and this is what I get for blowing some steam with a whore like you whose been sleeping with every boy in this town?” He said.He then ordered her to undress, after which, he took her to her mother’s bedroom.“Dad! What are you doing!” Brianna’s mother asked her father, horror written all over her face as he pushed. ” Following her suggestion, I sat next to Steve, who put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. I curled my legs up under me and leaned in, eventually resting my head on his shoulder. When he finished his beer, his hand moved to my thigh, gently stroking and squeezing it. Once again, a jolt of excitement ran through my body—the fact that I was curled up, cuddling with Steve, enjoying the afterglow of sex reminded me of just how feminine I had become. “This feels so nice,” I said. But I don’t love him, either.” “He just wants you for sex.” “You don’t understand.” “Oh,” mom laughed. “I think I do.” “No, mom, you don’t! He’s not using me for sex. I’m using him for sex!” Mom looked shocked. “Oh, mom, he gives me the best orgasms I’ve ever had. I mean, like, knock me nearly unconscious with pure pleasure orgasms. And he can eat me and fuck me for hours and hours without either of us getting tired!” Mom was momentarily speechless. Then she said, “He’s really that good?”.