Without stopping his motion, he began sawing in and out of me. Once again, my body was all-too-willing to please. My cunt was almost instantly hot and... wet, it gripped and massaged him and I realized I was propped up on my elbows eagerly watching him fuck me.My father leaned over me and pushed his lips to mine and I felt my tongue shoot into his mouth hungrily. I couldn't stop myself. I was horny and hungry for every part of my father, yet with each second I felt building unconquerable shame. I. Well this isn't that ba...my thoughts were interrupted as WOOOSH I felt a strong contraction followed by a powerful jet of warm liquid squirt up my tongue making me wretch deeply and close my eyes tightly this was accompanied by 2,3,4,5 jets of cum pumping in my mouth with such force that my face went red as a tomato as I was taken over by the shock of the amount of liquid I was being force fed, with each jet he let out a low "ahh" and I responded with a loud "oompf...oompf…oompf" sound as I. I was shitting myself that she would find me sitting there stroking my cock. She started coming towards the cupboard as I tried to manoeuvre myself away from the door I had been at. It was a futile attempt however as she opened the door and saw me sitting there with my cock hanging out in my hand.“Hey Matt.”“Uhh...” ‘Shit’ I thought into myself as Melanie took my hand and pulled me out of the wardrobe. I fell against her and my cock pressed against her stomach as my left hand groper her tit.. I would feel her pull my hands up slightly but I would keep going to push her to her limit. If she pulled firm, I would move them up to just under her tits, and work them up, feeling the under side of her bra. She let me go further up there and I would end up rubbing the undersides of her bra real good with my hands.By now she was panting and had closed her eyes. She would lean her head back on me. I was making her hot, and we both knew it.We lived just the two of us, dad died when I was.