Sandra-1.

More or less a Fantasy account told by my 22 twelvemonth old daughter !

This write up was originally written in Danish, so please accept for misinterpreted words and phrases.

Introduction.

It 's a bit hard to get down my taradiddle, how it all started.
My name is Sandra, and my story starts about 2 calendar month after I had turned 18.
My story is based on notes from my journal, so every day should be properly listed.
I had no innocence, as I had been with 3 `` son '', but every metre I felt incredibly cheated because they had been triggered, before I had even had time to palpate anything.
Yes, I felt that at the close they just had `` thrown '' themselves over me, without mentation of me.
I had no doubtfulness that my mother and father had had a fairly `` active '' sex life, too often I had heard female parent `` screaming '' from inside their bedroom.
From fourth dimension to time, I had since I had been about 12 years, often imagined to be fucked, and I wished that one day I would experience the Lapplander `` joy ''.
When I was about 14 age old, my mother had taken me to the medico and made sure that I got the pill.
Not as an blurb of that I just could `` bun loose '', but mother expressed that she just wanted to protect me from an undesirable pregnancy.
Mother had fortunately trusted me, and it took some fourth dimension before a boy took my virginity.
As it probably is quite plebeian, I was disappointed back, without having received anything out of this first sexual experience.
I remember, however, that `` run '' had been so exciting that when I got home, I had pill myself to release, with the idea that I was fucked, and got loss at this.
When I was 15, my mother died after a short illness.

Tuesday :
A few calendar month after I turned 16, I had an evening been to an issue with my classmates in highschool school, and one of the boys had been too `` shut '' to me, but without that there was `` something happening ''.
When I got home that evening, I was again quite sad, purely sexual, and when my father also appeared to be `` way down in the cellar, '' we fell a little into each other 's arms.
Father has fortunately always been good to `` understand '' me, and was soon realizing that I seemed sad.
I could not help but to entrust myself to him, and he said, perhaps I should take, to find a more mature man, at least to `` get something out of it. ``
Although the `` guy '' would be somewhat older, he would not fight down this, as he felt that it was significant that I learned my consistency to recognise in this way.
Oh, at that time did not feel for a `` mature '' man, but could actually infer the father 's detail of view.
I 'm not sure what happened, but suddenly we were on the sofa in a so tenderly embrace that I actually wished that he should just fuck me `` here and now ''.
Dad was a bit chagrined about this, but I was told that I would experience much more `` at ease '' by if he would `` avail '' me.
Before we realized what happened, da took me there on the couch, and even though dad is significantly better `` built '' than one of the three boys I had previously been with, his cock just felt so beautiful in my tight Cy Young pussy,
I 'm not sure how many orgasms I got before founder `` gave in '' and gave me all his `` charge ''.
Afterward father was just so embarrassed, but my joy at having got so much out of our intercourse, made me so felicitous, and promised him that I wanted to try this again with him.
Somehow `` confused '' dad sent me up to my room, but inside my bed, I had to `` aid '' myself to another release.
Oh God, this was the incest, but this guilt was completely overshadowed by my satisfaction.

Wednesday :
Next morning I looked a picayune at myself in the mirror :
Long blond whisker, almost to the end buttocks, about 162 cm tall, breasts of a size `` A + '' or B- '', and a solid small `` Paris-ass ''.
Compared to my sizing, I was rather slim.
I knew that many younger, and for that matter, older men, looked after me.
I could not help but think that I largely resembled my female parent, just in a untested and slight version.
Father and mother had met when mother was 19 and father 23, and with the pictures I had seen of them as newly engaged, I could well read that my female parent had fallen `` foreland over bounder '' in love life with him.
Down in the kitchen, Dad was just so ashamed, and tried really to requiem ;
he was my forefather and the eldest, and felt he had used me purely sexual.
I took the male parent and said that I was well mindful of this, but I had thought about our `` togetherness '', and had experienced some of the just ever, I might be able-bodied to know as a fair sex, to be released by a man.
When I came home from school that good afternoon, I headed quickly up to my way :
I was horny as hell, and it was with the estimate that it was dad 's dick I had in me when I came for probably the twenty-five percent time.
Dad came home from body of work and I had been trying to get make for dinner.
Ugh ; father felt like H ....
Yes, I can understand him, because he had `` assaulted '' at his daughter.
However, I didn't care at all ; actually I was volition that we should ingest sex again.
Just the memory of that evening before he had `` filled me out '', made me more or less horny.
Dad tried to apologize many sentence, but when I sat on his lap and told that this might be our secret, just that he had been `` so good '' to me the Night before, I would not birth anything against that we `` repeated success ''.
Dad was very `` unsafe '' on top of my exclamation, but we had eaten our dinner, and cleaned up the kitchen.
Dad had some things he had to fix after dinner, and I had also just done some homework.
At bedtime, he would just say goodnight to me, but soon it was with a osculation on the mouth.
I was not so experienced with kissing, but felt that the male parent tongue-kiss, could arouse a dead, so very quickly, I was horny, and took clutch of the founder 's groins and asked him to fuck me again.
Dad was fortunately not a `` wooden man '', as soon we were inside the double bed where he again fucked me something so wonderful.
Dad was almost in rip of shame, but I lay in his arms and said that it was my fault, so he might not be so bad conscience because I had given me `` to him ''.
We simply fell asleep so, and the adjacent morning father woke with something of a `` twitch ''.

Thursday :
Oh, how the bad conscience shown from founding father when he discovered that his daughter was in his arms, lovely satisfied from the dark before.
pile at the breakfast table seemed dad something `` agonize '' over his `` misbehaviour '', but I took him and told him I loved him for what he had done.
Dad was at employment and I 'm in schoolhouse, so we had to have `` a more elaborated conversation '' about this when we were home again.
It was hard for me to decoct in school day that day :
The whole time circling my thought on father, and his big cock, and what it had previously done to my pussy.
On the faulting, I was spending nearly of the time on the sewer, and had to give myself a few climax, with the idea of father 's cock.
I was a little earlier free that day, so when I got home base, I found some of my pocket money, and visited a"porn Street"in Central Copenhagen, where I bought a dildo.
The assistant looked a bit of my age, but said nothing.
At domicile, I unpacked my `` new acquisition '', and had inserted the bombardment before I tested it.
I got various orgasms, but was interrupted as my father came home.
Dad and I had to have a `` serious talk '', but for my share I was quite different on Father-God 's posture to `` incest '' :
He was my `` tool '' to lovely orgasms, and just feeling his cock in my twat, could pee-pee me forget that he was actually my father.
Dad had himself some evenings earlier even said that maybe I should try a more `` mature '' man, and it was in this light, I just saw him as my mature love, which I tried to explain to him.
Father was well aware that he had `` put up to '' this `` root '', but not that it should be him who would `` help me on the way ''.
Again, I had to lessen father around the neck and tell that in my case, it was all right with me, and that this would be our utmost secrecy.
It seemed that forefather `` loosen up '' more of the top of my message, and we were done dinner party, and the subsequent cleanup.
It was bedtime, and a little careful, I asked Dad if I could get into double bed with him.
It seemed to get jolly quickly `` surrendered '' himself, and soon I lay in his subdivision, and enjoyed his caresses.
If the Father-God had been as practiced at mother in bed, I could understand, having heard her scream quietly various evenings.
This evening, we ended up in a 69- 's and father 's tongue could fucking do something about my pussy, I had not even imagined in my wildest fantasies.
I had never tried to take up cock before, but had an idea of how I should do.
Well, I had seen several porn movies, so I did the best I could.
Father had `` warned '' me before he came, but in my zeal, I did not propel his mouth so that some of his sperm crack into my backtalk, and the rest over nigh of my face.
Just this experience got me on the next to come a second time.
The taste of his semen was not even as bad as I had originally imagined.
Dad was trembling all over with excitation, and I was `` far up and running. ``
We had to go out and wash, and I discovered that the Padre did something `` wet '' in the face.
A little grin got dad say something that he thought I looked like my mother, because she had also been capable to `` juice '' quite strongly.
Inside the bed, I lay in father 's weapon, and he was loving on me and kissed me gently on the mouth.
Just this made me horny again, and I took his soft cock.
Quickly Father realized that I wanted sex again, and asked me to suck him stiff.
There was aught I wanted more.
fast was dad 's peter stiffened again, and he asked me to try to `` ride '' him.
This I had never tried before, but was immediately willing to try.
After a few endeavor, he dashed all the way into my pussy.
God, that was just wonderful.
Dad kept hold on my hips, and when I had gotten used to his `` presence '' in my kitty, dad took over the movements.
Oh, the sentience was just indescribably beautiful.
I think I came very quickly, and felt that I just wanted to have his cock there, forever.
At a detail, father 's hands came `` too far down '' around my buttocks, and a couple of his fingers, hit my `` nates hole ''.
It tickled `` funny remark '', but from the porn movies I had seen, I knew that my rear trap could also be the objective of a man 's `` attention ''.
male parent got aware, this just wasn't `` the right time '', and got hold of my hips again.
In the end, he got his hands in between us and hugged my breasts quite strongly, and this just made me get quite"aroused"just before Father-God ejaculated into me with something of a roar.
Oh, I just collapsed on top of Father :
I was quite exhausted.
After a good grooming, I was allowed to put myself into bed with Church Father again, this time `` in spoon '', and so we woke up Fri morning.

Friday :
Dad was still somehow chagrined, but I could sense that he seemed happier than he had done since female parent got seriously ill.
I arrived home 3 minute before father, and would `` enjoy '' me with my dildo.
In one way or another, I had `` hit '' a bit faulty, as I would put it up in my pussy, so instead it hit my rear hole.
Oops, it felt squeamish in fact, and with the memory of that a couple of male parent 's fingers the nighttime before had touched this, I could not help but imagine that I might one day be able to try to get a cock there.
I was almost afraid my position to this, but choose carefully to try to get the dildo up there.
The dildo was a bit moist, but I got it a piece up, but could sense that `` something was wrong ''.
I hurried into the privy and got on the lavatory, and a slight late I appeared somewhat `` empty ''.
I was already so unquiet to acquit on with my `` exercise '' that I had looked in the bathroom locker for something `` grease '', and found some Vaseline.
A just dollop on the dildo and in my rear hole, and then it was just to try again.
The dildo came over halfway up in my rear hole, and I turned it"on ”.
At first it was just a tingling sensation, but soon I found out that I enjoyed being expanded there.
Just the thought that father one day also would take me there, made me get orgasm a few times before I was fairly satisfied.
I had to quickly grooming and cleaning the massager, which had been a bit `` brown ''.
Via the porn moving picture I had seen, I knew that adult female apparently also would be able to orgasm this way, so I was now convinced that I could possibly retrieve as much pleasure in this variety of sex.
inside my way, it was a little hard for me to centralise on my homework, because I wanted to find out more about anal retentive sex.
I was looking at some smut website, and here I was able to obtain motion-picture show where cleaning lady were not only fucked in the back hole, but in both yap and 2 shaft in either one or the other hole.
My God, a feeling I got in the abdomen.
Without realizing it, I got quite corneous again.
I got hornier, as I had found some film where women were `` fisted '' in the front hole, not to mention when I found some where this also happened in the behind hole.
I was struck dumb.
Could this really happen ?
At first I thought they were `` photo-tricks '', but quickly realized that the scenes were real.
wellspring, my kitty-cat had felt very tight on the first Nox with dad, but simply had managed to get his relatively big turncock, almost all the way, so why not ?
beginner 's homecoming interrupted my further thinking.
I had to just breathe deeply a few clip before I came down the stairs to fall on his cervix, which I had done so often throughout my childhood, when he had come home.
During dinner, came conversation into sex, and male parent had made it quite clear to me that it was very important that I remembered to take my birth control pill every day.
He could be quite quiet, for this I had remembered from the outset.
Furthermore, it was important that I told, if there was anything I did not like, but that I even had to come up with `` wishes ''.
Ugh, I was just about to `` confess '' about my desire for anal sex, but chose to stay silent.
We ended up in bed, and since it was Friday night and not had to get up the adjacent morning, it was just such a cover girl evening and dark, as father ejaculated into me three times.
Dad had taken me `` from behind '', and it felt as if his dick came even further up in me, but it felt just wonderful.

Saturday morning I woke up in father 's arms, and although he was my father, I felt that I wanted to inflame up like every morning, the sleep of my life.
After breakfast, I was keen on sex, and father was not very difficult to persuade.
It was a `` ride '' where Father of the Church 's fingers again hit my parent muddle, and this time I more or less encouraged him to try with a couple of fingers.
Fairly quickly father had a few fingers the right way up, and even if they didn't fill as much as my massager, it seemed often better.
In one way or another, I felt that I wanted to try with more fingers, and has apparently been expressed that, because when we both came, father had shown 2 x 2 digit pretty very much up in my rear hole.
I was almost in tears of fervor, and father looked a bit frightened at me.
At starting time he thought that he had done me trauma, by having all four finger in my rear hole, but I could reassure him that it had only increased my enjoyment.
A lilliputian giggling got dad to say, I seemed to be as my mother, as she had also liked this `` variation ''.
I asked a minuscule cautiously, if mother also had been decidedly to anal retentive sex.
A little hesitantly got father replied `` oh yes '', and if I knew what all this meant ?
No, I had not tried this before, but just the fact Father had all four fingers up in my hind end mess, led me to await that I would be capable to accommodate his dick.
Slightly embarrassed, I told dad that I had a dildo, and already had `` secretly trained '', and actually had a desire to try.
Dad shook his heading in despair and said something ilk `` as a mother, then girl ''.
After a quick training, daddy and I were back in bed, starting to take in him stiff.
In the bathroom, I had found Vaseline, and smuggled it into the bedroom.
When I thought that Dad 's pecker was stiff enough, I asked him to"postulate tending"of my bottom hole, because I really wanted to try.
Although I had not tried before, I felt that father knew exactly how he should `` open '' me with his fingers before he smeared a big blob on his dick and started to perforate into me from behind.
Although I had thought about using my dildo there the day before, it felt even better with father 's dick, even if it was just a little thicker, but father 's `` forbearance '', made me to `` relax even more. ``
Since it was the first time I had something that big there, made it a bit sore, but soon it felt just wonderful, not even as uncomfortable as when I had lost my virginity.
It felt as if Dad 's peter pretty quickly came into me, and just the fact that he apparently could come all the way in me, without `` resistance '' did, his prick apparently hit something in me, that I liked.
male parent would `` call down '' my delectation by massage my clitoris, but I told that I would care to try this first, without `` help ''.
It took some time, but suddenly a squeamish genius flushed all over my body by a long-drawn-release, so I guess I almost started to cry.
Father appeared a bit frightened, but I asked him to continue.
Oh, how it felt just great when he finally came into my backside hole.
It just felt great in a different way.
Dad came right up to me, so I guess I got to moan a part of this, but it was just fucking great.
In the lavatory, I flew into the Church Father 's arms and said thank you, because he had extended my `` horizon ''.
I was looked down on don 's turncock, who wore a little touch of where it had been, so I washed it lovingly.
Just this got his cock to spring up again, and before long we were again in bed, in a nice"69 ”.
Since my rear gob apparently had been somewhat undetermined, male parent had quickly 2 x 2 fingers in my can trap, and we both came at the end of a fantastic orgasm, this time I didn't remove my headland, and Dad filled my mouth with his hot sperm.
It felt as father's orgasm had been extended in this way, so I was quite proud to be able to do this.
So we were both somewhat frazzled.
After grooming, we fell fast asleep.

Sunday aurora, I was still somewhat exhausted, and while we ate breakfast, my rear hole reminded me that dad 's turncock had been there the night before, but it was a tremendous sort of reminder, and Fatherhood could also experience my reaction when I sat on the chair.
This caused dad to laugh a bit, and asked if there were other things I 'd like to try.
I shook gently on my head and said this in the first berth was `` trade good enough '', but that I wanted to try again.
Dad shook his head and said something that I was just as hopeless as my female parent, but smiled very full when he asked what I would let repeated.
Quickly I had been to the privy, and was inside the double over bed, but this clock time on my back, with buttocks lying on a thick pad.
Dad had quickly licked me to orgasm, and had four fingers almost all the way in my back end hole before I could feel his putz penetrate slowly into me.
Just this position caused that I could sense that his pecker hit the tip of my womb mouth in this way, which made me very excited.
It didn't take long until I climaxed, and it felt as if my pussy was about to `` run over ''.
I got an uncontrollable urge to be expanded even more in my abdomen, so quickly I had a pair of finger's breadth inside my pussy.
It was also three fingers, and this was what I had previously been able to do `` on my own '' in my lone moments, but despite dad 's dick in my tooshie hole, I felt for more, so suddenly I had four fingers up.
Dad was somewhat surprised, and said that if I continued in this way, I would feel so tight that he could not hold on a good deal longer.
That was a bit of a dilemma, because I felt that there was way for more in my pussy, but just the sense experience of dad 's cock in my seat fix, made me wish he could go on for hours.
I got several coming in this way before Fatherhood came into me and sank down a little over me, still with my four fingers in my pussy.
Oh, how did it just sense wonderful, and I wanted his cock would be there a good deal longer.
Eventually his dick got out of my bottom cakehole, to my great disappointment.
Father-God could clearly smell out my disappointment, and asked if it was so"unpleasant"for which he sensed ?
Yes heck, just being expanded so practically, was simply wonderful.
A little asking got dad to ask if I wanted something `` real '' in my rump hole ?
Oh, that would be expectant, because even though it would induce been overnice to be fucked in my cunt, I felt that I wanted to continue extended in my fanny hole.
Dad had to go out and grooming, and said that we had to take in sure enough that I have for the future was `` totally evacuate '' when we had anal sex.
I looked wonderingly at him, for I had just been to the toilet and could not imagine that I could be `` emptied '' further.
I got turned a little in bed, and had looked at my abdomen, through the mirrors on the slanted wall.
My God :
It was almost as if my rear jam looked like a big"crater ”.
I pinched a trivial, and just to see my rear golf hole tightened, was pretty exciting.
I wondered a little at how much space there would actually be in both of my muddle, because I remembered the movie I had seen in women who had been `` fisted ''.
Imagine if one day I could get a solid mitt into my pussy, or for that thing my rearward hole ?
Dad came in from the bathroom and saw me and appear at my abdomen.
A bit cheeky, he asked if I liked the hatful ?
I could not avail but talk about the pornography flick I had seen, and my fantasies.
Dad quickly understood and said that he and mother had often `` played '' in this way, and soon my mother had been able to get his totally hired hand into her pussy.
Although I only had just turned 16 a few month ago, he thought that I without much elbow grease could get my hired man up, but with a lilliputian practice.
If I wanted to, he would `` help oneself ''.
Dad got off this piece of the conversation and asked about my desire to be `` changeless extended '' in my buns hole ?
Yes, I would at least like to try the feeling.
Quickly began don to get dressed and said he would run for an hour, because he was just shopping.
Meanwhile I could be groomed, and possibly get me a nap.
Before being aware, father had left, and returned after about 1½ hour.
When father came home, he had a plastic bag with him and let me look into it.
Wow ; beginner had been in"porn Street"and bought sex toys :
A dildo larger and longer than my own, an artificial hand, a `` culture medium '' and `` big '' `` buttplug '', an inflatable dildo and a `` prophylactic matter '', which I would later take was to `` purge '' of my butt hole.
Dad thought this might be enough `` to start with '', but urged me to severalise if I had other ideas.
As I wanted to try to be expanded further in my rear hole, Father-God took me into the bathroom, where I got a bit of a"dud ”.
The first component part seemed a little strange to me, but when I sat on the toilet, and the water poured out of my butt jam, I could feel that I was further depleted, and just the idea that Padre might `` get better '' access, gave me the courage `` for another one ”.
It was pretty exciting, and when I felt that I was completely `` void ”, I had to let a quick `` undercarriage race ``.
Inside the bed sire made set to take my butt trap under the `` loving upkeep ''.
I was well lubricated, and after Dad had three fingers up at me, he took the medium `` buttplug '' and led it gently into me.
I was just getting used to it, but soon I enjoyed the feeling.
When I knew that sire had also bought a large one, I was odd to try if I could accommodate this.
Dad was very helpful in getting the mass medium `` buttplug '' out of me, and I was actually very thankful for his help, because I tried to tighten, rather than relax.
Dad got to laugh a trivial at this, but said that I just had to learn the `` trick ''.
Dad tried for various minutes to get the big `` buttplug '' up in me, but lacked a few centimeters in that to handle, as it seemed a bit too large in diameter.
Dad was convinced, however, that one day it might have to be managed.
I had been following this solid `` fit '' through the mirrors on the paries, and I was inclined to sanction with dad.
It was the medium `` buttplug '' again, and Dad told me to lie down on my back.
He found the new dildo, and as I was already"soaking wet ”, it quickly hit at rear end, into a ace `` blow ''.
Oh, it was just naughty, and I felt just so horny.
Father had thrown off his underclothing, and his big cock came up to my mouth as I automatically opened.
One of Dad's hands came down to insure that the dildo wouldn't fall out of me while I took caution of his cock.
For a myopic while we were into this position, but quite soon, we were in a 69-is, with me at the top.
Dad got turned on the dildo while he licked me, and I can tell that I just"came"by smack and lightning.
When father finally came into my sass, he had increased up the speed, and pushed the dildo as rich into me as possible.
Oh, I just fell over on his breadbasket, completely exhausted.
Dad slowly turned down the speed, but let the dildo remain in me, until I somewhat `` lazy '' rose from him.
I got on the toilet to pee, but chose to let my `` buttplug '' stay in my rear hole.
Dad came out to be groomed, and I could see that he was something wet on the face of my juices.
I was a petty embarrassed by this, even though I knew that I hadn't urinated on him.
Dad embraced me lovingly and said that I should be felicitous to `` juice '' as a great deal, that I didn't seem to me"lubricants"in my front hole.
I chose to take a quick shower, so the succus between my second joint, and the lubricant around my parent golf hole could be washed away, but father had discovered that my `` butt plug '' was still in my seat hole, and began to laugh a little.
I was just different ; the sensation was just"excellent ”.
A lilliputian grin got dad to say that I should be prepared that it could experience more `` intense '' when I sat down.
We got dressed and went down to the kitchen for some tiffin, and when I sat down, I tell you that it felt as if my `` buttplug '' came further up, so at inaugural I expelled a small squeal.
Dad could not assist but laugh a little, but said he hoped that I liked the sensation.
Yes I could, and annoyed me a bit that it was not the thick one, I had there.
It was good to take lunch, but we were somewhat tired on top of the nighttime and the break of day 's `` surplus '', so we took us an afternoon nap, separately.
However, I had taken the inflatable dildo with into my bed, and soon it was up in my pussy, I began to inflate it.
I was damn steamy for this, and I think that just the fact that I had a `` buttplug '' in my buttocks hole, enhanced my enjoyment.
I"pumped"quite a lot, and just being expanded so a good deal in the pussy, made me mean about how it would feel to receive a whole hand up there, and how it must feel to give birth.
At this point in time I remembered that my forefather had also bought `` a hired hand '', and this would be my next `` challenge ''.
I had to make myself into a few orgasms, but my fatigue duty was too a good deal, so I only managed to get the air out of the dildo, and I fell out of me before I simply fell asleep.
I slept for a match of hours, and felt quite tonic again, but also horny.
Yes, no admiration, as I still had the `` buttplug '' up in the buttocks hole.
I could hear the washables political machine was running down the hallway, so dad had to already been up.
Quickly I got groomed, and washed the inflatable dildo.
down in the aliveness room Padre relaxed a niggling, and without encourage ado, I sat astride him, and gave him a Brobdingnagian hug and said thank you because he was so `` adept '' to me.
Dad had squeezed my seat lovingly, but a pair of fingers hit my `` buttplug '', and pushed it a bit further into me, which made me"react ”.
Father was aware of why, and `` warned '' me that my back hole could run the risk of not being able to"contract"properly together again.
His best advice was that I should take it later when I went to bed tonight.
I understood my father 's concern and promised him that, although the feeling was awfully nice.
It was a `` confidential conversation '' and father were very nervous about our `` human relationship '' because I had just started high school, and our sept and friends would probably be surprised that we suddenly kept us more to ourselves.
As founding father was not in doubtfulness that many male fauna looked at me, they might also wonder why I didn't have a boyfriend.
I could sympathise my father 's `` fear '', but promised him that I would keep silent, because in worst sheath, he could go to jail, and with this we wouldn't have each other more.
This I would avert at all costs, and promised that when we were with others, I would do `` nicely ''.
As usual, I helped dad to take precaution of the sign and while dad started making dinner party, I made trusted to empty the washing car, and get wash to dry.
While we ate, suggested dad a new `` house rule '' :
We only slept together up to the weekends and holiday because we both had our job and school day to attend to.
Apart from this, there should be null to preclude us for having sex.
I remember that I had a backbreaking meter accepting this, but could sympathize my founder 's attitude.
Since we both had to get up the side by side cockcrow, we should not sleep too late, so I asked father into having sex again.
Dad was well-situated to persuade, and before long I was lying and enjoyed his caresses before his shaft penetrated my wet pussy.
Oh, what a wonderful feeling, because I still had my `` buttplug '' in my rear hole :
I felt quite blotto and father also liked the sensation.
I got some self-colored orgasms before Dad finally came into me.
In the john, I had to have the Church Father 's help again, to remove my `` buttplug '', but it felt somewhat easier to remove it.
Dad looked something intensely on my gaping hole, and said something like he had certainly forgotten how sexy it looked.
We made the understanding that my two `` buttplug '', should be in his bedroom, so I did not get to cheat, but I could have the dildos with me.
It was a little hard to rule repose in my bed, because I felt horny again, and before long, I had the big dildo in my pussy, and got a few coming this way.
I didn't feel quite fill, and began to insert my finger in my pussy, and soon had four finger up completely.
I raised myself up on the bequeath arm and curled up, and soon my ovolo also well on the way up.
Oh God, it was just great to be expanded so much.
I couldn't aid but think of that until a few days ago, I had so far only been capable to get three fingers up, and now I lay here, and had nearly of my hand right up.
Just the idea that I might soon cope to get my entire hand up, made me orgasm, without any kind of"assist ”.
Oh, I"rested"for a long time and sighed with satisfaction afterwards, while I licked my juices of my hand.
Then I just fell asleep.

Monday :
I woke up with a start when the alarm system clock rang.
Boy, I had slept well, but also had a naughty dreaming that I was fisted.
We got a warm fix breakfast, and kissed goodbye.
In high school, some of my friends along with me at lunch, asked curiously to my weekend, as I looked as if I had fallen in love.
Ugh, it was a little firmly to explicate, so I told I `` only '' had pretty much cock.
This led to a number of questions, but when I told the man was a footling `` mature '' and I did not want to give further details, it seemed that they accepted.


To be continued…