“And then you’ll ask me to fuck you.”I breathed a sigh of relief as she began twitching and jerking, until finally she blinked twice, and looked...around, slightly confused.“Oh ... hey! I was ... I was just thinking about you.”“I want to fuck you,” I said with a sly grin, and though she shook her head playfully, I could see the look of lust in her eyes at the idea.Session 22: Finally, I couldn’t put it off any longer. I had spent days trying to work out what had woken my sister up, but nothing. I was more than filled, I was stuffed, and it felt terrific. His cock began to pump inside me, back and forth, in and out, the friction nothing like the clit orgasm he’d given me, but still very pleasant.“Fuck me, daddy,” I whispered. “Fuck me, daddy,” I said a little louder, building some enthusiasm, putting it into my voice. Brad, a boy from school, had loved it when I talked dirty, he said it helped him “get off”, so I figured it might help here. Brad had dry humped me a few times, his pants. But one thing I never thought I'd ever find any attraction for was someone that was remotely related to me, someone within my family pool, and especially the person that I ended up having fantasies about. My sixteen year old niece. Now you can say what you want. You're going to judge me regardless, once I mentioned my age, and the fact that I was attracted to significantly younger girls. Sure, a girl likes an older dude, she's in it for the money, for a sugar daddy or whatever the case may be.. They were about a half inch thick and were spaced around 6inches apart. Grandpa had to literally climb over the damn thing every time he went tothe bathroom. No fucking way I would have put up with that on a dailybasis. Granted, if he just had to piss then he never actually went intothe bathroom. He would just stick his dick through the bars and his sonwould drink it down. I never seen any footage of him feeding his feces to his son but itwouldn't surprise me if he did that too on.