Brenda was a girl who appreciated sex in all its aspects and one of them was the visual. Sometimes she could get her rocks off by just looking at a sh...pely and sizable prick and imagining what it would be like stuck up her. The sight made her cunt smolder and made her mouth water. That attention was affecting Jonathon as well. It was as if she were caressing him with her eyes, he could almost feel her gaze burn into his throbbing cockmeat. He stared down at her as she leaned in close, going. Besides, I didn’t think Alicia seemed that bad off. She must only have a mild case, so I told William so and he laughed. ‘Well, I hope so for your sake too. It’s tough loving someone who hurts herself.’ I sat in silence knowing he was right, but wasn’t there something I could I do? ‘Is there any way I can help her?’ ‘There are lots of ways to be helpful to her. There are a few ways you could probably make it worse. But ultimately it is up to her. You can’t fix this, Ray.’ William shook his head. I approach you again and your hands work the button on my jeans quickly, opening the fly and reaching inside to caress my hardness. Your hands feel wonderful, and I would love to let you play for awhile but I have a goal—and that is to make you feel incredible. I slide back down your body, enjoying how the rainwater mixes with your skin giving me an exquisite taste the likes of which no fine wine could ever hope to compare to. I rub your back and kiss your mouth again, sucking your tongue out. He pulled my head forward violently and I felt his cock slam into the back of my throat. I screamed in pain but it was muffled by his penis. My head immediately jerked back and my father let me return to the previous position as I gasped for air like a person drowning. "Look at me!" This time his voice was clear the consequences for disobedience would be severe. I reluctantly opened my eyes and looked up at him. His penis filling my foreground as his dick protruded from my mouth. "Good girl!".