“Hey, have a good time this weekend,” I said, “forget about this place. It’ll be here when you get back.”He turned at my voice and laughed t...at easy good laugh. “That’s what I’m afraid of!” I smiled at him and handed him the gift bag. “Here. I got you something,” I said, feeling more tentative than when I’d picked it out. “Happy Anniversary. Have fun.”Maybe I should have left, let him open it alone. But I didn’t. And before I knew it he was hugging me, thanking me. I felt the tingle again as. It stretched my mouth and I gobbled as best I could while he thrust forward, keeping his hand on my head.“You like my cock, Lindsay?”I mumbled — it was impossible to talk with my mouth so full — and cupped his balls as I did my best to swallow as much of his huge weapon as possible. We got a good pace going till he pulled out and slapped it on my face, leaving a trail of pre-cum on my cheek. At his request, I stood and removed my clothes. He then asked me to sit on the couch and he got between. At least I know where I stand with you."She squeezed his cock through the thin fabric of his pants. "Do you want a blow job right now?" She was angry. She felt humiliated and hurt. She felt betrayed that he listened to her tell him her innermost feelings and rejected them.He ignored her hurt feelings and embarrassment. "Call the security company and tell them to leave a couple of armed renta-cops at the house until we get back tonight or tomorrow. Cole is my weak spot." What?" She felt as if he. One early morning, I heard the muted sounds of my dad and Susan having sex in their bedroom. I mostly heard Susan's moans gradually build to her climatic orgasm. As I listened in the darkness of my bedroom, I smiled because I knew what Susan's pussy felt like on my own cock thrusting in and out of it in those moments. I knew my dad had to of cummed inside her pussy since he was well aware that she was on birth control. Shortly after, I heard my dad getting ready for work....showering, shaving,.