And he was also the girls soccer coach at my highschool (a yr after i graduated though but still hot). Hes really the reason why im such a faggot slut...because in my early 20s he showed me how to serve a real man making me realize that serving men was my purpose. Once i accepted that i became the best boy a daddy could want. And the things we did were so fucking hot. On friday nights my parents would go out to dinner so id be home alone for a few hours and my daddy knew the schedule so well that. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He was wearing 3/4 length trackies that were pulled down to just below his smooth hairless arse cheeks. I was determined to have a closer look, so I carefully crept round behind the trees until I was about 20 feet away. I could actually hear the slap slap slap of his hand on his cock, and I could hear his fast breathing. I was hard as fuck by this time. I was standing right behind him, and all I could see was his jiggling arse. I carefully crept round to. She moaned slightly as I entered her. It took several seconds, but I was finally into her up to my balls. That’s when she pulled the towel from her face. She had a look of horror as she seen who it was. She didn’t yell or scream. She just said. ‘ you shouldn’t be doing this,’ as I started to pump in and out. It didn’t take long, maybe 30 seconds and I was coming like a fire hose. I grabbed her ass and pulled her to me, not stopping my pumping, that’s when she grabbed my ass and told me she was. All this happened because I was at my desk one day, after working twelve and fourteen hours a day for weeks, trying to keep our latest project on time and under budget, when I felt a tightening in my chest. It got worse as the day went on, and not being an idiot, I immediately went to my doctor. That resulted in a trip to the hospital, where I was admitted for 'tests'.The girls went crazy, and the rest of the family descended on the hospital like an angry horde. "Stress," the doctors said, "and.