"Daddy, I can't find it. Where is it?" I asked. I kept feeling around the lump but found nothing but the lump."Well, it might be under that big lump, ...se your fingers to move it around and see if you can find it," he answered with a crooked smile on his face. I noticed he had leaned back some, and continued doing as he instructed, pulling the lump back and forth in his pocket. After a few more tries, I was about to give up, when he reached down putting his hand on top of my hand, and helped me. Right or wrong, that was the way I perceived it as I had this big black fucker with his cock up my arse fucking me. He came as he would if he was doing it from the front, only he had more to hold on to as he held me tight and squashed my bum cheeks up to his thighs, jerking as he shot his load into the wrong place. We were dressed and downstairs again when Paul returned home from dropping Adrian off at the station. PAUL What a moment that was when I confronted Adrian dressed as Pauline. His. This particular time, I entered a room and was rewarded with the image of a girl's flat tummy. That was always a good sign, and my dick started to harden in anticipation. Then, as I looked closer, I realized something seemed odd. I began focusing on the room instead of the girl and realized that I recognized it. When she stopped showing her tummy and sat back down in front of the computer, my suspicions were confirmed. It was my sister. She was only down the hall from me, in her room, and I was. Jane turned to face him, put her arms around his neck and kissed his mouth, a kiss of passion and lust. “I need a cock inside me,” she whispered into John’s ear. She sensually slipped to her knees in front of her latest lover and with expertise she undid his belt, waist button and zip and pulled down his trousers and boxer shorts which John deftly stepped out of whilst removing his shirt. Jane removed his shoes and socks, John stood naked in front of her, his cock stiff and proud, the.