I almost jumped from my seat.Lifting the phone from the receiver, I could hear the music blaring in the background. I knew right away it was Jennie, m...y bestest girlfriend. "Hey Jenn!!! what's goin on?" nuthin girlfriend, bored shitless. Can I come over so we can bake by you guys pool?"Here I am, talking with my best and longest lasting girlfriend on the phone. My pussy's tingling looking across the kitchen at my dad's huge cock, standing out proud, winking at me. All I can think of is feeling. ‘How’s work going?’ I said. ‘Okay.’ He shrugged. ‘My boss is an ass.’ He left unsaid the obvious sequitur: But whose isn’t? ‘Well, if you want him bricked into his office, you know who to call.’ ‘How’s your job going?’ ‘Same as always. The only reason my boss and I know what’s going on is because we can’t have our heads up our asses because the owner’s is already in there.’ Ernest snorted again, but now I was thinking about Brenda. Fireflies were streaking upward from the grass. Ernest and I. I felt a slimey ball of cum drop into my mouth and had to swallow it before she would get back up. I was then made to lick her pussy clean. She was obviously enjoying my new tongue piercing as I felt her tighten her grip on my breasts and start to ride my face extremely hard. Finally she sank down on me and I felt a rush of her cum greet my lips, followed by her quickly jumping off of me and walking back to her seat with a flushed expression on her face. I felt it wouldn't be the last time I'd. I swallowed, my thoughts skittering around with wild surmise.The being in front me narrowed its eyes, and said a few almost-familiar words. He — I couldn't tell its sex but it clearly was sentient — jerked his head, and I was nearly knocked of my feet by a sharp pressure of plasm.Ever since the fight in the shed I maintained a full-body plasm shield. This saved me from an injury now. Before I could say anything, there were other blows, coming from different directions. I could see the thick.