(Yeah, I had some delusions of grandeur in my fantasies, but give me a break. I was eleven years old).As I headed back to my room to go to bed, I woul... hear Dad lecturing Tony for what he had supposedly done wrong - probably something that one of us had actually done, but something for which Tony was taking the blame.He would have to stand in front of the desk and pull his pants and underwear down. He would bend forward and put his hands flat on the wall behind the desk so that he couldn't. It's the nipple sucking that does it for her - and I'm only too happy to oblige because they are lovely nipples. Trouble is, I can't see her facial expressions when she cums because I am bent over concentrating on her tits. Can't have everything, I suppose! When I am in bed with P. she responds well if, without foreplay, I thrust at least two fingers, hard, in her cunt, with one 'spare' slipped in her anus. No need for me to be gentle with her - in fact she often asks to be 'punished'. ” She was shocked and slapped me hard.Mom: How dare you to talk like this? Are you mad? Are you not ashamed to ask your mom like this?Me: I don’t know how this started. But I am masturbating thinking of you. Daily I fuck you in my dreams. I want that to happen in real.She was shocked and was beating me like hell and was crying after hearing this. I tried to touch her. But she got up and went to her room and closed the door. That night, she came to my room, she told me.Mom: I can understand you,. Dann ist er plötzlich ganz nah mit seinem halbsteifen, vollgeschleimten Schwanz, klatscht ihn auf meine Lippen und knurrt:"Mach dein Maul auf, du Fotze, lutsch ihn mir sauber."Ich will protestieren, in diesem Ton nicht, mein Lieber, aber mein Körper macht alles anders. Brav öffne ich meinen Mund, damit er einfahren kann mit seinem Pimmel. Was weiß ich, wieviele Frauen der heute Nacht damit gefickt hat, er schmeckt nicht mal schlecht, und so lutsche ich ein wenig fester an ihm, was er mit einem.