“What?” He reached out, expecting her to hand him something. Instead, she grabbed onto his wrist and casually pulled him off the porch, his legs d...angling over the yard below. With a flap of her wings, they took to the sky and she did a quick spiral of the house. His stomach threatened to leap out of his body while he watched the ground below twist back and forth.They landed by the turret on a flat piece of roof. He sat down and Abella leaned against the roof, her tail twitching back and. I reached down into my own white underwear, gooey and wet from just havingcum. I was already throbbing and ready to go again. I slowly freed mypecker from my underwear and sleep pants, licked my had and startedstroking. There we were, father and son, beating off together like I hadalways dreamed. Well, almost. With the rain and darkness of the room, Dadwas totally unaware of my presence. But that was about to change.He groaned and opened his eyes. He slowed his jacking and held his cock. Istood. His dark curly hair was unruly in the humid summer heat of South Carolina. He had a narrow waist and a round ass that looked scrumptious inside those denim jeans.“Ahhhhhhh!”, she sighed a little too loudly. Ricky’s reflexes were instantly set on alarm. He scolded himself for taking a moment to stretch out his sore muscles from a day in the cotton fields. He turned around expecting the foreman to be standing there with a whip. Instead, instead he saw the most beautiful girl he’d ever laid eyes. Are you kidding me? Is he really trying to show compassion after he paid me $500 to fuck me who knows how many times? Is this guy for real? I look into his eyes and I swear I see compassion. He rubs my boobs gently as he looks at me. He kisses my forehead and then my cheeks, my nose, and then my lips very lightly. I feel my body respond to his light touch and move towards him slightly.“That’s it sweetie, you are going to be fine.” He says and then covers my mouth with his.This time I meet.