My dad was hung. It wasn’t so much the length of his cock,

though, it was the thiess. When it was hard, it was like a big

club, and when Dad fucked you, you knew you had been fucked.

I know all about this, because my dad started fug me a

few weeks ago. We started off a while back just sort of playing

around. Dad used to let me just hold onto his fat rod and squeeze

it. It was almost like a game trying to see if I could get my hand

around it.

Theaught me how to stroke it. I liked rubbing it up and

down until he started moaning and groaning. Then he’d shoot a

big load up in the air, only for it to e back down with a splat

against his hairy belly. I loved the way the shiny white goo looked as

it frosted the dark hair that almost pletely covered my dad.

One day when I was jag Daddy off, he put his hand on the

bay head and said, “Why don’t you get down there and give

it a taste, Jess? Lick Daddy’s big cockhead for him, won’t you?”

I had never even thought of putting it in my mouth. I looked

up at Dad with a questioning look on my face. I wasn’t sure if he

was serious or not, but he gave me a nod, and so I did what he

asked.

At first, I just stuck my to tentatively. There was a drop

of silvery precum balanced on the end of his cock. I dipped my

tongue in it to see what it tasted like. I found out it didn’t taste like

much of anything; it was warm and kind of slippery. But Dad really

seemed to like it when my tongue graze

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