He slaps my cheek with it a couple of times before grabbing the back of my head and driving his dick deep in my mouth. I gasp at the surprise of it, ...ut am even more turned on, as his fingers finally roam down to play lightly with my dripping clit. I’m taking as much of his huge hoard cock into my mouth as I can, with my fingers are wrapped tightly around the base of it, when he slides his finger deep inside of me and moves his fingers just in the perfect way to hit my Gspot, making me buck. " Oh, Daddy," Christy replied, "that's the sweetest thing anyone'll ever say to me." H-how was it for you, princess?" Brad anxiously stammered."As good as it gets, Daddy," Christy said. "And I can't wait for the next time." Wh-when?" Brad choked with anticipation."Do you have a hard-on for me right now, Daddy?" Christy asked."Hard as my cock can get, baby! What about your cunt?" My cunt's so hot and wet for your big, hard cock, Daddy. I'm so horny that I just can't wait for later to have you. When I leave, he said, bar the door, and here--keep the .45. He took the .22 and his bow and went hunting for dog food. Scarcely three hours later he was back. He skinned two squirrels, quartered them, and tossed them to the dogs. He approached the front door, speaking her name to let them know it was him, and banged on the door. To his surprise the door slowly creaked open. Oh, shit, he thought, the first of a day of many oh shits. He went in cautiously, his bow at the ready, although he knew. She grew up in Sweden during the sixties and seventies and because of her nudist parents she is extremely open-minded and a bit wild. She had me when she was only sixteen and my parents split up when I was only four. As far as I can remember I have felt extremely close to her. Her sight, her nice smell and the feeling of her perfect big breasts pressing against my body when she hugged me or kissed me excited me ever since I was a little boy. The story that I am about to tell happened when I was.