WARNING! Once we got back to the mortuary, my Dad kept trying to find an excuse to get to leave, but my sister told me was having none of it. Porn sex I started slowly bobbing up and down, while swirling my tongue around the head of his penis. It landed on the right lens of my glasses, the bridge at my nose and some drizzled down my cleavage on my breasts. First I’m going to tell you a little bit about myself in case you haven’t read any of my stories before and also to help you understand the story a little better, so sit back and prop your feet up… That you were giving dad a blowjob in the bushes and him screwing you a number of times that weekend at the lake. The next morning, my dad kept his head down and didn’t say a word to me, except to ask if I was ready to leave the motel. The first squirt the hits the roof of my mouth, then his semen just started oozing out all over my tongue.
