Her parents had pretty much disowned her ever since the accident with the fire at the day-care center. No matter how much she protested her innocence ...nd pleaded with them to give her another chance, they insisted she find her own accommodations and make her own way in life. She had thought her father would be more understanding because she knew deep down inside he liked her better than her dried-up old prune of a step-mother.She had moved in with Tracy her best friend who seemed have her. Denise slumped forward and caught her breath briefly before turning around to face her husband. She lowered her dripping wet pussy onto Trevon's fat cock as she looked at Bill jerking his cock. She was amazed that he still hadn't cum. When he fucked her he never lasted more than 5 minutes but he had been stroking his cock for almost an hour as she fucked and sucked Trevon and showed no signs of finishing. Trevon put his hands on Denise's hips as she rode him slowly in the reverse cowgirl. "First and only warning though, if you break her heart, I will break you, physically speaking." "Understood." Our hands let go as I was smiling, but that same dirty look was sported by him. Then his fist punched me in my stomach at a decent speed. "Ow, fuck." "Daddy, what was that for?" she cried, stomping her left foot. "That's for fucking my daughter like that right in my house. Now, lets get her shit packed," Jack said, looking at me. "Again, understood," I groaned, leaning down with my. It started at school with the thrill of ‘fiddling’ with a class mate under the desk during lessons and progressed from there. As a gay man in my twenties I was somewhat promiscuous and, although I indulged in the usual sucking and fucking, I much preferred to wrap my fist round a stiff cock and slowly bring my partner to a shattering climax. I got (and still get) a particular kick giving ‘straight’ guys a handjob and have always been surprised at the number of married men who are quite happy to.