I had to hide the hammering in my chest: I'd still be able to see Lee the next day! And maybe I could even sneak him into the house, too. Maybe we cou...d hang out here. How would my dad ever find out?I think he misread the look on my face because he said, "Look, Becky, these trips to the lake ... they're for the boys. You're too young to understand but trust me, you wouldn't have fun. You'll have more fun here, alone with your studies." I know, Daddy," I whispered. I dared not speak too loud.. ”As requested, I got on my hands and knees, wondering what it would feel like to have his large cock thrust into me from behind. As I soon discovered, how it felt was absolutely fantastic. Especially when I felt his heavy balls slap against my ass. I even liked the sound of it after he began moving more rapidly. At first he had been very careful, inserting himself an inch at a time, which made for an extremely erotic sensation as I felt a bit more and then another bit more of him thrusting into. Eventually he came in my mouth, a huge gross load and it spilled out of my mouth down onto my dress then he got mad and held my mouth shut and told me to swallow but it was too much and some came out of my nose it was so gross! He got madder then and slapped me and told me I was a useless cum rag but luckily then he left and I just sat there on the bench, tears running down my face, my make up ruined, covered in my drool and his cum feeling so weird from the drinks I'd been given I still. As I climbed the stairs, I looked over my shoulder. He was still there, hoping I would return. I didn’t. I tried not to think about him over the long weekend, busying myself with cleaning or shopping. Every time I turned a corner on a busy street, I thought I saw him, but he was not there. I took countless cold showers and even attempted to go out with some friends and get laid, but he was always in my thoughts. It was four days before I saw him again. When five o’clock rolled around on Tuesday.