I didn't look up, but I heard him open something, I assumed it was a tube of soap. Jon placed his left hand on the small of my back and his right hand...ran down my ass cheek and his fingers found my crack. Then I felt a well lubed finger press against my tight, virgin asshole. He held me close and began to push his thick finger inside me. I said, "stop, stop" as sharp pains shot through me making me gasp and inhale sharply. Jon placed his left hand on the back of me head and pressed it against. Looking over at me, I stood there wearing nothing more than high heels and garter belt and looking absolutely beautiful. He couldn't help but wonder if I'd be able to take such a huge cock. Judging by the look on my face I had to have been thinking the same thing."What's the matter never seen a real cock before? Every black guy here has at least 9" or greater, that's why the women come here. Isn't this what your looking for?" Tyrone asked with a smirk looking pointedly towards Brian who flushed. "The problem is that I didn't get to do that this morning." I paused for a few seconds, watching a fine sheen of perspiration come over her flushed pretty face, her breath coming in rapid little gasps from between those full red lips of hers. "It would have been even better if you'd done it for me, Mom." She was staring blatantly at my rising cock now, the long tube lifting the worn material away from my abdomen. She seemed in a trance, totally transfixed by the lewd hypnotic display of my. My father passed away recently, a hiking accident, he slipped off the edge. They said he didn’t suffer, but I guess they’d say that, even if he had. Regardless of the details, it of course was devastating for a time, but we've all moved past it for the most part.Up to this point, my family was pretty relaxed about nudity. We weren’t nudists but little kids don’t have any shame and if I or my sister wanted to walk around naked, they were permissive as long as we didn’t have company. My parents.