I want her, no need her badly. She consumes my thoughts and dreams. I want to take her over and over again, I want to be as gentle and as rough with h...r as I can, all while making her moan in ecstasy. Every night, I imagine us together in bed, our tongues battling for dominance while we strip each other from our clothes little by little. I can see it clear as day, her deeply kissing me before kissing, licking, and nibbling down my neck and chest, leaving a love bite or two on my shoulder. I could do that.Fran showed me to my room.I stripped down to my boxers and got under the covers.The duvet was a winter one and I was feeling very hot,very drunk,and a little high.I kicked off my boxers and soon nodded off.When I awoke sometime later I realised I wasnt alone in the bed.Holy fuck ! I pretended to be asleep.I was lieing on my stomach,arse up.Not a great idea.Someone was gently rubbing my arse.I froze,tensed up,but whoever it was continued,perhaps unaware I was awake.After a while. My fingers stretched out to meet the tips of my buckled shoes then I felt his hand around the waistband of my knickers. "Oh, please Brad ... I mean Sir. Please not my pants." "Straighten your legs girl!" I obeyed immediately then felt my knickers slowly sliding down to my ankles, pooling around my shoes. That first stroke left a searing line across both my bottom cheeks and I shouted out as loud as I could then another followed almost along the same path. I shot bold upright with both hands up. She couldn't help trying to spread her legs wider as the good feelings radiated out. She was breathing hot and heavy when he returned moments later, holding a large tube of K-Y jelly."Well," he smiled, "I see you've been keeping yourself entertained, baby. That's okay ... I like a hot little bitch like you. With this stuff, you can take damn near anything up the ass!"Janie's asshole was tingling in anticipation. Her pussy was burning in lust. She stared at her father's huge cock and mentally.