"Whoa, I thought. Is this for real? I hoped it wasn't. That isn't normal is it? I turned the page to see the next entry."Dear Diary,Today I did someth...ing really exciting. I actually spied on my dad. He was outside doing yard work and I knew he would be getting a shower. So I went into his room and hid in the closet. When he came in and stripped off, Diary, I was in heaven. I jilled off to the idea of him catching me. He'd come to the closet to set out his clothes and he'd find me, hand in my. I had the urge to squirm away whenhis cock found my opening but I was certain that if I didhe would tear me apart. As he started pushing up insideof me I was surprised at how easily he was sliding intome. His cock was leaking pre-cum and making my pussyslippery.I cried out in disgust and dread, I knew I had no choice.He was raping me and there was nothing that I could aboutit. He continued thrusting and I didn’t know how my pussystretched to handle him but it did. Up to a point. He kept. Masturbation. From the very first time I held my cock for anything other than to pee I was hooked on the sheer delight of orgasm, the building pressure in the brain (and in the balls) leading up to the cataclysmic release is a feeling I have never lost the desire for.One way I have discovered to increase the pleasure is to masturbate surreptitiously in public. Typically I would go to a pub or club wearing a baggy pair of jeans that have had the front pockets strategically cut allowing me to. Her tongue darted around the limber head of the boy's purple cock. Sinndy crawled under the chair and laid on her back positioning her face under Amber's sopping wet pussy. Amber bounced against Sinndy's mouth and over Eric's hardening dick. Her drenched pussy flooded Sinndy's tongue and throat. Amber could taste the blood from the open gashes spread about Eric's fragile frontal flesh as she shoved her mouth onto Eric's dick and squeezed his balls mercilessly. Eric was about to cum now as his.