I love how they look, how they smell, how they taste. And the size matters too. The bigger the asshole, the better it tastes." I don't have a big assh...le." he almost complained.I laughed. A gently laugh at my cute boy's naive remark as he turned his tushy toward me."You are still a boy." I said caressing his ass through his shorts."You have such a large asshole" he said looking over his shoulder."Well, I have been fucked by hundreds of men up my ass too." "Hmm....." he hummed and went back to. I cum several times, big, thick streams into my fist, running over my hands and on to my bed, but I don’t give a shit right now.Once finished, I quickly clean up and as I do briefly I feel shame. But that sensation lasts barely seconds before like a moth to the flame, I return to the action to discover that finally they’re actually fucking.Annabelle is riding on top of my father, knees bent and feet hooked back between his knees. He has a hold of her by the waist, as she gyrates back and forth. With his hips raised, his cock floated just below the surface, he began to stroke it gently, eyes closed and his imagination working, he was once again inside Rose, Mrs Bennet. Her innocent eyes watched as he entered her, then widened as he thrust in, he began to move his hand quicker on his cock, the warm water fed his imagination. In his mind he withdrew from rose slowly, then let his cock slide upwards between her moist pussy lips, his cockhead began to push gently against her clit, lifting. . Are you happy to see me?"I followed her gaze and realized that I had a VERY noticeable tent in my towel. I felt very uncomfortable. Amber LOOKED about 16. 'Am I going to jail?' I thought. I looked back at Amber who was still smiling."When you were drinking your water you looked very sexy. I noticed your rather prominent breasts. I'm sorry. I shouldn't be thinking this way." "There's nothing wrong with it, sir. You've got a nice, big dick. I'd like to see more." I can't, Amber. You're too.