He said, “Greta, go, now!” and I heard his chair push back and knew that he’d gotten to his feet. I had to look up. I’d never heard my dad t...lk to her in such a manner. He was pointing to the door, and she moved quicker than I’d ever seen, leaving me alone with my father, and Greta’s report of my cock-sucking hanging over us like a swarm of locusts. I looked toward my dad, but couldn’t look him in the eye. There was another moment of silence, when finally he said, “Adam, lets go down to my. ’ I rolled my eyes. ‘You know, men like women with meat on their bones.’ Dad chimed in. ‘No one needs to put in their two cents.’ I was getting aggravated. I was happy with my figure. I had worked hard for it. No one wanted me in high school, I was chunky. So when I got to college and saw amazing looking girls in bikinis I decided I was going to look like that too. That was the worst conversation I had ever had with my parents. So I had lost a few pounds, 40 to be exact, I was happy with. Enjoy and don’t forget to share this page with your friends!We went to her farm house and she gave me a pleasurable blowjob along with a hardcore sexual action. I loved the way she sucked my dick. …I started to squeeze her boobs with my one hand we both turned on then I open her bra and started to play with her big 38 size melons, wow it is really big and hand full, I started to press and squeeze her boobs and rub on her nipples, she was moaning for that she was kissing me vigorously then she. He was a decent looking black man, much older and taller than me; but he had obviously taken care of his body his whole life. I figured he would be around sixty years old.He said he had finished with his previous job early; so he figured he could come here early too and see what he could do to our boiler…I made him come in; pointing the boiler was in the basement.My heart sank as we walked by the open bedroom door. Ana was laying there, tied up spread eagle fashion on the bed with her wet pussy.