We can do something much more fun"."We won't be doing anything". I shook my arms again to get her attention. "Now get these off me before I get mad".W...ithout letting go of my cock, Cindy rose from her sitting position on my thighs, up onto her knees. She inched forward until she was directly over my hips; my cock was positioned between her legs, pointed up at her pussy. Last month I had noticed she had shaved her pubic hair to a small patch just above her pussy; nothing had changed."Cindy, we. " You're saying we write it, but put Henry's name on it?" Pretty much, but if we can get it done fairly quickly I'll ship a copy down to Henry and let him go over it, making any changes that he thinks necessary. He already has a pretty good start on the story in his cover letter; we just need to file off some rough edges." OK, Dad," she smiled. "Sounds like a plan. What do you need me to do except check you over?" I need you to write two stories, and we'll have to coordinate the lengths so. You never skip a beat as you jerk your head, flipping your hair over your shoulder, look me dead in the eyes and tell me "shut up and sit down, you're going to watch as I fuck my lover in front of you!". His hands gripping your hips and your pelvis never stops bucking against his groin. I sit down, proceed to watch, and begin undoing my pants when you suddenly burst out and scold me, telling me sternly "NO! YOU DONT TOUCH YOURSELF! YOU HAVE TO WAIT!" With sad puppy dog eyes, I would obey and do. I was never really interested in anything specifically. I was introduced to porn pretty early by a c***dhood friend. We used to watch random porn on VHS at his place. We would watch anything from group sex scenes to goth girls using pickles. We never jerked off or anything. We just watched it out of curiosity. That was my earliest memories of porn. One time, I was in my parents’ room that had mirrors on the wall. While watching House, I saw my mom had a bin of my step sister’s clothes. She was.