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I couldn’t risk it, but I did it anyways. I slowly pulled myself lower to Dad’s waist till I was face to face with the bulge, I can just barely see the stripped design and the Football team logo on the pajamas, and then my index finger inside the opening to whatever was inside Dad’s pajamas. I put my middle finger in, then my ring, then my pinky, and finally my thumb. No sudden reaction from Dad, good I was still safe. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I tried to wrap my hand around it but it felt too big to grasp, so I had to try and push the wrapping of the cloth around and… The first thing I saw was actual skin, and I knew it had to be part of Dad, my eyes widened at the look of the blackish purple skin (because I could barely see it), and a hole may have been where he peed out of, I took a long look and tried to pull more of it out, and out it came. I took care not to make Nipples any sort of sound or sudden movements because asian if Dad woke up right now, and lifted the covers up, he would most likely know what was going on, and then I would most likely get punished, or worse killed. (I was a kid, I didn’t know better.) I pulled what seemed like a large wide oversided thumb with a hole where pee comes out, I took my fingers and started feeling around where then Dad finally started to move, but didn’t pull the covers off, instead he turned so that he was laying on his stomach, and my right hand still on his… Thing.. Then started moving his crotch in an up and down motion where he continued to do so for about 2 or 3 minutes, I just laid there awe struck. Whatever he was doing, must have felt good, japanese so maybe that’s what he, or his body, was trying to tell me to do. After a while of his constant dry humping on my hand, I wrapped my fingers as best that I could, and he stopped and moved back on his side facing me, then attempted to slowly mimic what he was doing to my hand instead I was moving my hand instead of him moving his body. Dad then laid on his back and began twitching every 30 seconds or so, and his thigh kept pulsating up after a brief moment. I kept slowly doing this in hoping I was making him happy while he was dreaming, and still curious as to what it was that I was looking at. I stopped and took my hand off of his thing, and moved back up to see if he was awake or not. I opened up the covers to see him still sleeping, he doesn’t snore (loudly) so it was hard to tell if he was awake or not, but it felt safe enough to do what I was going to do. I pulled the covers from my side off of the bed, and enough for the night light to provide enough light to see my prize, and even with the poor visibility of the night light, it looked beautiful. I grasped my new toy, and began doing as I was doing before, and this time I went from going slow, to moderately fast, to even faster so that Dad’s twitching was in babe timed with each stroke I made to his tool. I kept at this for what seemed like forever, until his thigh thrust up for one final time, his tool became as hot as the stove when it first turns on and begins to heat up, and he peed what looked like white goo into the air, and landing on the blanket and sheets, my hair, my face, and my hand. I was scared now, I looked to Dad to see him heavy breathing, but still asleep, I had to clean this stuff up, and make it look like it never happened. I used the underside of the blanket to try to dry up all of the goo off of my hair and my face, and wiped my hand on the sheets, attempted to pull the blanket back to the other side of the bed, and went back to sleep. The sun came out a few hours later, and I woke up to Dad’s shuffling. Then I realized, “Oh crap.” I thought. “I forgot to put his thing back inside his pajamas, if he pulls the covers off now and realizes I’m awake, what would I do now?” I looked down to see Dad’s Big Boobs tool still partially out, but not as big as before. I felt some tapping on my head. “Sweety, you awake?” I came out from under the covers, and placed a shy smile on my face. “Good morning Dad.” “Good morning pumpkin, did you sleep well?” “Of course I did, I was sleeping with you!” “That’s wonderful, I.. What the.” I froze, “This is it.” I thought, “He knows his thing is out.” He pulled the covers up and started to shuffle around, as I was getting ready to do the same he stopped me. “No no, not yet.” “What for?” I stupidly asked. “My privates came lose from my pajama bottoms again.” “AGAIN??” I thought “It’s happened before??” “ Justina? There still happened to be homeless babe who occasionally frequented the area. She slowly tested moving up and down on me and apparently decided it was no longer unbearable. "Oh, sorry," he said and rang off. He thinks the exact same way every other guy thinks, he's just more open about it." I helped her stand up and led her to my recliner, pulling her on my lap as I sat in the chair. Finally, at like nine o’clock in the evening the day before her birthday, Savannah came and found me. I was winding down, sitting on the couch and watching some stupid TV show like I usually did. Spurt after spurt of bleachy white semen ejaculated onto Kristin's naked pussy as she gasped and moaned all the while. I blew him another kiss as I walked to the door. It was running from my nostrils. “Give him your name, knucklehead.” she whispered to me on the side annoyedly, as if there was a real person in front of us. "Who's next?" "Stupid little slut," he muttered. I did my fair share of French-kissing and mutual body-groping with my boyfriends. “Yes, Piper’s not feeling well and she insisted that I come here on my own. I rolled from my back to lie over her, he pinned her arms to the ground then put my mouth on her ear “Let’s fuck.” I didn’t want to be panting and out of breath when I met Sylvia upstairs. "Ahhh," I let out a groan, feeling him inside me for the first time. My face. She knew all of the tell-tale signs. Ealaín was clear to attack it as the thick, goopy limbs surged at my illusion. I had a degree in English, I can write and maybe from reading those stories, I could come up with stories of my own. Naturally, they don't take showers or anything like that so that was normal. Nipples And the sperm felt warm to her fingertips. His last words to me before I heard the door close was, “Photos are 50 each.” As Miriam laid back on the bed and spread her legs apart, I kneeled on the floor directly in front of her. Jason knew what he needed to do he leaned into Ashley's crotch and kissed the twitching outline of her cock as Big Boobs he reached out and unbuttoned the top button of Ashley's jeans and began to unzip them slowly. The vivid image she painted was not at all asian farfetched and there was no way he was going to let anything of the japanese sort happen to either of his kids.