“I want to make love, Rick. Don’t you?”My heart skipped a beat or 10.“Make love? Oh god,” was all I could muster and I kissed her harder t...an I ever had before.Shelley unzipped my pants and stuck her hand inside. When her hand touched my cock I was in heaven.“Ooooooh yeah,” I moaned. Shelley smiled as she squeezed my cock. She finished undoing my pants and pulled my dick out.“I’ve never seen one before. It’s beautiful,” she cooed.Shelley continued to squeeze and stroke it while kissing. He definitely had at least two broken ribs. Getting some ice and towels, I put cold compresses on both arms and fastened them in place. I lifted his shirt and taped up his rib cage. His forehead was bruised, probably hitting his head on impact. I put a cold pack on his head to soothe any pain. I opened his eyes, and, surprisingly, they appeared normal. He began to stir, and then opened his eyes. He asked where he was and I told him he was at a farmhouse 65 km outside London. I explained his. Dad grabs my hair at the back of my head and pulls my head towards him while he thrusts his dick down my throat, past my gag reflex and shoots his cum straight down my throat and into my stomach.When he fired his first shot down my throat I had a orgasm of my own and I think I even squirted.When Dad pulled his cock out of my mouth I just looked at Mum and said "sorry Mum, I didn't mean to get you you." I don't mind baby, I like being sprayed on just ask your father," she replied."Oh that she. As I climbed the stairs I heard a faint noise that surprised me, not because it was there, but because of what it was: the sound of female pleasure. For only an instant I wondered if Dad had a woman in there, but I knew he was too faithful to Mom for that to happen. Besides, I had by then picked up the cheesy background music of your garden variety porn flick. Giggling to myself, I realized Dad must be watching a porno.Then, like a head rush coming on it occurred to me: Dad's watching a porno!.