”“Then why’d you do it?” he said.“Because I’m a horny, undisciplined slut, daddy,” I said.He stood up, still holding my hair in his hand.... With his free hand, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his enormous, beautiful cock. It was hard and throbbing and he waved it in front of my face. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, trying desperately to lick it, suck it, taste it. I could smell his manly aroma as he held it just out of my reach. Pretty soon he put it back in his pants and let go. Her hands are clasped behind my head, scratching the stubble of my scalp. Her nails are long; the scratches send shivers down my spine. She molds her body up against my own in the bed. She’s already nude, I stripped her before letting her enter the bed. I slowly removed each piece of clothing; she wore layers to combat the winter cold. It’s a little chilly, but her nipples are erect and teasing my own as she pulls closer to me, trying to wrap her legs around my waist. I won’t let her. Keeping. They aren't about specific people," I added when I saw her face. "They can wait for a day or two."She looked a little puzzled, but nodded. "We'll talk after we get home."Krys sat down opposite us, her plate only half-full, which was almost an insult to the jambalaya and brisket. She likes that anorexic model image, the half-starved waif. I like having a few more curves, mostly because they're well placed."Did you know Amber was completely inexperienced?" Krys said with a malicious. ...I remember the first night I ate her pussy she came, I barely got a handjob....it was a finger and thumb job and when I said I was cumming she looked at me puzzled until she saw me blow.It didnt get any better for years. We couldnt have sex cause her pussy muscles wouldnt let me in. No blow jobs for the first 3 years cause she didnt know how and said ewwww. But i was eating her pussy any chance I got.We finally got married and the sex came it took nearly a decade to happen...but did i fuck.