Her face was saddened... she sat looking at the floor... I didn't know how to handle this in the future... I remained silent...She was turning out to ...be exactly what I had fantasised (little i****t lesbian young girl who would suck my boobs like a daughter... play and explore my body, I would just lay down and let her play like a little girl... the problem was I wanted a bit more than that... someone who would shave my p**** and give my o**l)... I couldn't open up with her... I was afraid she. When the homework was math, I would masturbate up to ten times before I started doing it. After starting, I would reward me after each exercise (guess how?).I always finished my homework at ten at night, when it was time to go to bed. Then I would say goodbye to my beloved spurting cocks (guess how?) and go to bed. My parents never checked my homework, because they thought I was very smart and got good grades. If they had, they would have noticed that it took me six hours to write a page and do. As you all know they had something going when he was very young such as we did and do now.. well as you know she came looking for him and well we had something for a weekend then he went back to see her and had something with her for a weekend.. now as you know if you read the last story. To pursuade him to agree with the fantasy i so much desired. I planed a romantic dinner for him and we made love, we got down and dirty and fucked.. so I could persuade him into allowing me to have a threesome. The length and width of daddy’s dick intimidated me in a way that I cannot appropriately describe. Not only because those ten inches of man meat dwarfed my increasingly moistening dick, but such a sight stirred an ancient dread in the depths of my heart: like when a navigator of ancient times found himself dumbfounded in the midst of the watery immensities of the ocean, or when an astronaut is overwhelmed with that infinity of space which makes his existence so very infinitesimal. Kneeling.