We had talked for the hour or so it had taken to drive to his house and we got on very well and he really did put me at ease. He told me he would make...my first time one that I would remember for all the right things and not because it hurt or wasn’t pleasant. “ At least that the plan” he laughed as we stepped into the large reception hall . Everything was painted white with white marble floors. He led me into the main room and told me to get comfortable on the large white leather sofa. He went. Not only did he look like a god, but he was smart and funny too. This was a fucking miracle. I wanted to drop to my knees and thank whatever fucking god had intervened to save me from all these phonies. I needed to get him away from this group of posers. I had not come here to talk about surfing or to gush over his tales of the huge curls off the coast of Portugal. I had other plans. Important girl plans. I wanted him to ride me. I wanted him to make me into a woman. The wheels in my brain. Around 10 o’clock that morning I get a knock at my door. Its her. My mom let her in before she went to work. She sat at the edge of my bed. She got very direct with me. She started asking me if she wasn’t good enough for me. I told her no (of course), but that she’s my cousin and this is wrong. She just walked up to me and kissed me again, and asked me if it was so wrong why I still got that hard on I had from last night. I was stuck; I couldn’t even lie to her straight. She put her. "Daddy's gonna fuck your sweet little mouth and fill it full of juicy hot cum." Umm. yeah. Let me lick that delicious cunt juice off it," she said, starting her tongue racing all around the swollen cock. "Ohh, yeah, now give it to your little girl, Daddy," she moaned, taking Jamey's cock deep into her throat.The words got to him, as he imagined fucking his daughter's throat the night before, and his balls began to tingle as soon as his dick slid down his wife's hot, tight throat. "Take it all.