But I was eleven, so even an hour with nothing to do -- nothing to look at except for my crayon-defaced wall -- was an eternity. I thought he'd abando...ed me, just like Mom had. I tried to wriggle out from the corner, but I couldn't get anywhere -- I was tied up and tied up good. So I calmed down and whimpered inside to myself. One hour later, I hear Daddy's car pull into the garage, and then he walked right past me, into the kitchen, with some big bags under his arms. I heard him shuffle the. I didn't want him to cum in me, but he did anyway, he flooded it with his hot cum. His dominance was established right then and there. I reached back to feel my asshole to see if it was still intact, it was, but it was cum drenched and loose as my fingers practically slipped inside. I wiped the cum off my ass and balls, then laid on my stomach trying to decipher the throbbing pain/pleasure I was feeling in my ass. Will my asshole ever be the same? As I lay there, J says nice asshole and we both. I pulled her up on her feet and then laid her on her back on her bed; making sure that her pussy was right on the edge. I got down on my knees so that my face was straight across from and looking right at her very wet pussy. I wasted no time and began licking and nibbling on her pussy lips. I love slurping pussy juice from a woman’s cunt and she was so wet and dripping that I was in cum heaven. I can honestly say that the more a woman’s pussy runs of her love juice the more I love sucking. "Take it easy, she says. Easier said than done when all you wanted to do was hit a home run before letting go with the fireworks. Wincing, I felt Mom tighten her ass as I continued to slowly feed her more of my trapped organ into her. Fuck. It was like we were doing a weird fucking dance between us as Mom controlled my insertion by loosening up a little so I could shove another inch or so inside her lower bowel. Every inch taken made her yelp with her shaking her head furiously and wriggling.