”I'm going to turn you over now, if you're good I may let you cum.”I undo your feet first, and then your hands, you roll over instantly, I'm assum...ing you want to get your big o that your body is craving. I you're your hands and feet back up, you rock your hips back with giddy anticipation of what's to cum.I grab one of your toys and slowly go in your wet pussy, and with my free hand I give your ass a nice slap. You moan loudly, I run my hand down your ass to your clit and start to rub it in a. I will move into a spare room at the church until you can find another place to live.”“Dad, you don’t have to do that. I haven’t done anything wrong. I don’t have a girlfriend, I just can’t pledge to something I don’t believe in,” I responded.I felt terrible for my dad. Our mom had died a few years ago. Now he felt like his children were leaving him too, but I knew I had to be true to myself. We were still a family, dad was home every morning to fix our breakfast, and every evening he would. “What the hell was that?” she exclaimed as she slowly recognized her massive orgasm.Giggling, I brushed her hair from her face and gently kissed her lips.“That is what you said you wanted.”My older sister Stacey and I are both in our late thirties, both married with children, and have always been close. Growing up we spent a lot of time together with our parents and younger sister, and as teenagers shared some friends and adventures as do most teenagers. We had never been sexual with each other. "Since it's all fast and rocking, I know Courtney would never be able to keep up," he laughed. Ryan laughed back. Jess adjusted the tape player for them, and they ran through the Springsteen."Wow," Ryan said when they were done. "That sucker never stops moving, does it?" Nope," Sophia agreed."And Springsteen. Wow. I wish we had the guts to skate to music like that!"One Thursday afternoon, Sophie had a meeting with a professor. Jessie had just gotten home from work. Warren was there with Betsy..