I was in shock. I always wondered how big my father’s cock was. I just never thought I would find out. 
 I went back the hall to my Mom and Dad'... room and sat on the bed. "Take it easy on her," my mother insisted. After a few minutes my father came in and shut the door behind him. He walked over to the bed and stood in front of me. His crotch was bulging, and in my face. He took my hand and put it on his bulging zipper. I rubbed my hand up and down him feeling exactly where his cock must. "It's alright, I mean right now, it's not so bright because I still have to get through my house being burned down a few weeks ago. What about you? How's life treating you?" she stood up and walked around my room, looking at photos of my parents, different papers on the floor and shelves, she picked one and skimmed through it, "Are these, stories?" I didn't know what they were, probably something to keep me focused on creativity, rather than negativity, "Well? What are they?" she skimmed. Mein waise hi leta raha. Fir usne mere kaan mein aakar kaha ki baal kaate hue hai badi tayyari karke aaye ho. Yeh sun kar mein has pada. Ab hum dono active ho gaye. Usne kaha mera koi bhai nahin hai so aaj se mein uska bhai hoon. Maine kaha kyon mein tumhe achha nahin lagta, tumhe mera lund chota laga kya. Usne kaha nahin maine incest kahaniyan itni padi hai ki mein apne bhai se sex karne ke sapne dekhti hoon. Yeh sunte hi maine usko ek zordaar smooch ki and fir poori raat wahan chodan chala.. I centered the headbehind me, then as Luha always instructed, I pushed. The head slid in,and I gasped, writhing at the sensation. I wanted more, more!I slid back, and he entered me. I felt his arm tighten, then his hipspushed, and I felt him sliding deeper. I moaned as his lips brushed myneck. I writhed against him as he took control. He rammed into me, and Iwas his willing accomplice.His hands slid, one up the other down. I felt a hand on my penis for thefirst time in a long time, the other.