Sandra-1.

More or less a fantasy news report told by my 22 year old girl !

This story was originally written in Danish, so delight accept for misinterpreted words and phrases.

Introduction.

It 's a bit unmanageable to get my story, how it all started.
My name is Sandra, and my story starts about 2 month after I had turned 18.
My story is based on greenback from my journal, so every day should be properly listed.
I had no ingenuousness, as I had been with 3 `` son '', but every time I felt incredibly cheated because they had been triggered, before I had even had time to feel anything.
Yes, I felt that at the nearest they just had `` thrown '' themselves over me, without thinking of me.
I had no question that my mother and father had had a fairly `` fighting '' sex lifetime, too often I had heard female parent `` screaming '' from inside their bedroom.
From clip to fourth dimension, I had since I had been about 12 years, often imagined to be fucked, and I wished that one day I would feel the Lapp `` joy ''.
When I was about 14 years old, my mother had taken me to the doc and made sure that I got the pill.
Not as an endorsement of that I just could `` bun loose '', but mother expressed that she just wanted to protect me from an unwanted pregnancy.
Mother had fortunately trusted me, and it took some time before a boy took my virginity.
As it probably is quite uncouth, I was disappointed back, without having received anything out of this get-go 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 release at this.
When I was 15, my mother died after a brusque illness.

Tuesday :
A few months after I turned 16, I had an evening been to an event with my classmate in richly school, and one of the boys had been too `` stuffy '' to me, but without that there was `` something happening ''.
When I got home plate that evening, I was again quite sad, purely sexual, and when my forefather also appeared to be `` way down in the basement, '' we fell a little into each other 's arms.
founder has fortunately always been soundly 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 debate, to find a more mature man, at least to `` get something out of it. ``
Although the `` guy '' would be somewhat honest-to-goodness, he would not oppose this, as he felt that it was important that I learned my consistence to sleep together in this way.
Oh, at that prison term did not feel for a `` mature '' man, but could actually understand the father 's point of view.
I 'm not certain what happened, but suddenly we were on the couch in a so tenderly embracement that I actually wished that he should just fuck me `` here and now ''.
Dad was a bit abashed about this, but I was told that I would sense much more `` at ease '' by if he would `` help '' me.
Before we realized what happened, da took me there on the sofa, 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 compressed offspring slit,
I 'm not sure how many orgasms I got before father `` gave in '' and gave me all his `` commission ''.
Afterward father was just so block, but my joy at having got so much out of our coition, made me so happy, 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 `` help '' myself to another release.
Oh God, this was the incest, but this guilt feelings was completely overshadowed by my satisfaction.

Wednesday :
Next morning I looked a little at myself in the mirror :
Long blonde 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 size, I was rather slim.
I knew that many vernal, and for that matter, older men, looked after me.
I could not help but call up that I largely resembled my mother, just in a vernal and slimmer version.
male parent and mother had met when female parent was 19 and father 23, and with the flick I had seen of them as newly engaged, I could well sympathize that my mother had fallen `` head over blackguard '' in love with him.
Down in the kitchen, Dad was just so ashamed, and tried really to lament ;
he was my father and the eldest, and felt he had used me purely sexual.
I took the begetter and said that I was well aware of this, but I had thought about our `` togetherness '', and had experienced some of the undecomposed ever, I might be able-bodied to know as a char, to be released by a man.
When I came dwelling from school that afternoon, I headed quickly up to my room :
I was horny as hell, and it was with the idea that it was dad 's prick I had in me when I came for probably the fourth time.
Dad came home from work and I had been trying to get ready for dinner.
Ugh ; father felt like H ....
Yes, I can understand him, because he had `` assaulted '' at his daughter.
However, I didn't forethought at all ; actually I was willing that we should have sex again.
Just the memory of that eventide before he had `` filled me out '', made me more or less horny.
Dad tried to rationalize many sentence, but when I sat on his lap and told that this might be our closed book, just that he had been `` so good '' to me the night before, I would not experience anything against that we `` repeated success ''.
Dad was very `` unsafe '' on top of my exclamation, but we had eaten our dinner party, 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 candy kiss on the mouth.
I was not so receive with kissing, but felt that the forefather tongue-kiss, could awaken a dead, so very quickly, I was horny, and took hold of the father 's groin and asked him to love me again.
Dad was fortunately not a `` wooden man '', as soon we were inside the look-alike bed where he again fucked me something so wonderful.
Dad was almost in tears of shame, but I lay in his weapon 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 side by side morn don woke with something of a `` twitching ''.

Thursday :
Oh, how the bad sense of right and wrong shown from Padre when he discovered that his girl was in his sleeve, lovely satisfied from the night before.
down at the breakfast table seemed dad something `` agonized '' over his `` misbehaviour '', but I took him and told him I loved him for what he had done.
Dad was at work and I 'm in school day, so we had to have `` a more detailed conversation '' about this when we were home again.
It was concentrated for me to concentrate in school that day :
The unscathed metre circling my opinion on Fatherhood, and his big putz, and what it had previously done to my pussy.
On the gap, I was spending most of the time on the john, and had to give myself a few orgasms, with the idea of Father of the Church 's cock.
I was a little earlier gratis that day, so when I got home, I found some of my air hole 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 dwelling house, I unpacked my `` new learning '', and had inserted the barrage before I tested it.
I got several orgasms, but was interrupted as my beginner came home.
Dad and I had to deliver a `` severe lecture '', but for my share I was quite different on father 's attitude to `` incest '' :
He was my `` tool '' to lovely orgasms, and just feeling his cock in my pussy, could make me leave that he was actually my father.
Dad had himself some evening 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 dearest, which I tried to explain to him.
Father was well aware that he had `` put up to '' this `` solution '', but not that it should be him who would `` help me on the way ''.
Again, I had to fall father around the cervix and tell that in my case, it was all right with me, and that this would be our uttermost secrecy.
It seemed that Father of the Church `` slack up '' more of the top of my subject matter, and we were done dinner, and the subsequent cleanup.
It was bedtime, and a fiddling measured, I asked Dad if I could get into bivalent bed with him.
It seemed to get moderately quickly `` surrendered '' himself, and soon I lay in his weapon system, and enjoyed his caresses.
If the father had been as well at female parent in bed, I could read, having heard her sidesplitter quietly various evenings.
This even, we ended up in a 69- 's and father 's natural language could fucking do something about my kitty, I had not even imagined in my uncivilized fantasies.
I had never tried to suck cock before, but had an estimation of how I should do.
fountainhead, I had seen respective porn picture show, so I did the safe I could.
Father had `` warned '' me before he came, but in my zeal, I did not move his mouth so that some of his sperm cell shot into my oral fissure, and the rest over most of my face.
Just this experience got me on the next to come a secondment time.
The mouthful of his seminal fluid was not even as bad as I had originally imagined.
Dad was trembling all over with excitement, and I was `` far up and running. ``
We had to go out and wash, and I discovered that the father 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 able to `` juice '' quite strongly.
Inside the bed, I lay in father 's arms, and he was loving on me and kissed me gently on the mouth.
Just this made me horny again, and I took his balmy cock.
Quickly begetter realized that I wanted sex again, and asked me to suck him stiff.
There was nix I wanted more.
fasting was dad 's cock stiffened again, and he asked me to try to `` ride '' him.
This I had never tried before, but was immediately bequeath to try.
After a few attempts, 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 cunt, dad took over the movements.
Oh, the good sense was just indescribably beautiful.
I think I came very quickly, and felt that I just wanted to deliver his prick there, forever.
At a point, father 's manpower came `` too far down '' around my backside, and a couple of his digit, hit my `` rearward hole ''.
It tickled `` laughable '', but from the porno pic I had seen, I knew that my rear hole could also be the object of a man 's `` attention ''.
Father got mindful, this just wasn't `` the right clip '', and got hold of my rose hip again.
In the end, he got his bridge player in between us and hugged my knocker quite strongly, and this just made me get quite"aroused"just before don ejaculated into me with something of a roar.
Oh, I just collapsed on top of father :
I was quite exhausted.
After a proficient dressing, I was allowed to put myself into bed with father again, this sentence `` in spoon '', and so we woke up Fri morning.

Friday :
Dad was still somehow embarrassed, but I could feel that he seemed happier than he had done since mother got seriously ill.
I arrived home 3 hour before father, and would `` enjoy '' me with my dildo.
In one way or another, I had `` hit '' a bit wrong, as I would put it up in my cunt, so instead it hit my seat hole.
Oops, it felt nice in fact, and with the storage of that a brace of father 's finger's breadth the night before had touched this, I could not help but ideate that I might one day be able-bodied to try to get a tool there.
I was almost afraid my attitude to this, but choose carefully to try to get the dildo up there.
The dildo was a bit moist, but I got it a art object up, but could feel that `` something was wrong ''.
I hurried into the lav and got on the pot, and a petty later I appeared somewhat `` empty ''.
I was already so dying to stockpile on with my `` practice '' that I had looked in the bathroom cabinet for something `` grease '', and found some Vaseline.
A respectable dollop on the dildo and in my rear jam, and then it was just to try again.
The dildo came over halfway up in my keister kettle of fish, and I turned it"on ”.
At first it was just a prickle sensation, but soon I found out that I enjoyed being expanded there.
Just the idea 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 `` John Brown ''.
Via the porn pic I had seen, I knew that women apparently also would be able to orgasm this way, so I was now confident that I could possibly observe as much pleasance in this kind of sex.
Inside my room, it was a trivial hard for me to concentrate on my prep, because I wanted to detect out more about anal retentive sex.
I was looking at some smut sites, and here I was able to find movies where char were not only fucked in the back up golf hole, but in both holes and 2 gumshoe in either one or the other hole.
My God, a touch I got in the abdomen.
Without realizing it, I got quite turned on again.
I got hornier, as I had found some moving-picture show where women were `` fisted '' in the front cakehole, not to remark when I found some where this also happened in the rear hole.
I was struck dumb.
Could this really happen ?
At first I thought they were `` photo-tricks '', but quickly realized that the view were real.
Well, my pussy had felt very tight on the first night with dad, but simply had managed to get his relatively big prick, almost all the way, so why not ?
Father 's homecoming interrupted my boost thinking.
I had to just breathe deeply a few metre before I came down the stairs to descend on his neck, which I had done so often throughout my childhood, when he had come home.
During dinner party, came conversation into sex, and father had made it quite clear to me that it was very important that I remembered to take my oral contraceptive every day.
He could be quite placidity, for this I had remembered from the outset.
Furthermore, it was significant that I told, if there was anything I did not like, but that I even had to arrive up with `` wish ''.
Ugh, I was just about to `` fink '' about my desire for anal sex, but chose to remain silent.
We ended up in bed, and since it was Friday night and not had to get up the next morn, it was just such a lovely eventide and Nox, as father ejaculated into me three times.
Dad had taken me `` from behind '', and it felt as if his cock came even further up in me, but it felt just wonderful.

Saturday morning time I woke up in father 's coat of arms, and although he was my father, I felt that I wanted to inflame up like every morning, the rest of my life.
After breakfast, I was keen on sex, and father was not very unmanageable to persuade.
It was a `` drive '' where father 's fingers again hit my derriere pickle, 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 wing way up, and even if they didn't fill as much as my massager, it seemed much better.
In one way or another, I felt that I wanted to try with More finger, and has apparently been expressed that, because when we both came, father had shown 2 x 2 fingerbreadth pretty often up in my rear hole.
I was almost in tears of excitement, and father looked a bit frightened at me.
At 1st he thought that he had done me hurt, by having all four fingers in my rear hole, but I could reassure him that it had only increased my enjoyment.
A little giggling got dad to say, I seemed to be as my mother, as she had also liked this `` version ''.
I asked a little cautiously, if mother also had been decidedly to anal retentive sex.
A footling 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 Fatherhood had all four digit up in my rear maw, led me to expect that I would be able 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 chief in despair and said something alike `` as a female parent, then daughter ''.
After a promptly grooming, daddy and I were back in bed, starting to suck him stiff.
In the bathroom, I had found Vaseline, and smuggled it into the bedroom.
When I thought that Dad 's cock was stiff enough, I asked him to"take care"of my back end gob, 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 fingerbreadth before he smeared a big blob on his peter and started to penetrate into me from behind.
Although I had thought about using my dildo there the day before, it felt even better with father 's peter, even if it was just a short thicker, but father 's `` solitaire '', made me to `` relax even more. ``
Since it was the first prison term I had something that big there, made it a bit sore, but soon it felt just terrific, not even as uncomfortable as when I had lost my virginity.
It felt as if Dad 's cock pretty quickly came into me, and just the fact that he apparently could come all the way in me, without `` resistance '' did, his putz apparently hit something in me, that I liked.
Father would `` upgrade '' my delectation by massage my clitoris, but I told that I would like to try this inaugural, without `` help ''.
It took some metre, but suddenly a nice sensation flushed all over my body by a long-drawn-release, so I guess I almost started to cry.
sire appeared a bit fright, but I asked him to continue.
Oh, how it felt just great when he finally came into my rear hole.
It just felt bang-up 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 bathroom, I flew into the Church Father 's arms and said thank you, because he had extended my `` visible horizon ''.
I was looked down on founder 's dick, who wore a little touch of where it had been, so I washed it lovingly.
Just this got his cock to turn out again, and before hanker we were again in bed, in a nice"69 ”.
Since my tail gob apparently had been somewhat open, Father had quickly 2 x 2 fingers in my rump maw, and we both came at the end of a fantastic orgasm, this time I didn't remove my straits, and Dad filled my lip with his hot sperm.
It felt as father's coming had been extended in this way, so I was quite majestic to be able to do this.
So we were both somewhat frazzled.
After grooming, we fell fast asleep.

Sunday morning, I was still somewhat exhausted, and while we ate breakfast, my fundament hole reminded me that dad 's rooster had been there the dark before, but it was a terrific variety of reminder, and father could also sense my response 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 `` safe enough '', but that I wanted to try again.
Dad shook his head and said something that I was just as hopeless as my mother, but smiled very wide when he asked what I would have repeated.
Quickly I had been to the privy, and was inside the double bed, but this time on my back, with buttocks lying on a duncish pad.
Dad had quickly licked me to orgasm, and had four fingers almost all the way in my tooshie golf hole before I could feel his cock penetrate slowly into me.
Just this position caused that I could sense that his cock hit the tip of my uterus mouth in this way, which made me very excited.
It didn't take farsighted until I climaxed, and it felt as if my snatch was about to `` run over ''.
I got an ungovernable itch to be expanded even more in my abdomen, so quickly I had a distich of digit inside my pussy.
It was also three finger, and this was what I had previously been capable to do `` on my own '' in my lone moments, but despite dad 's cock in my nates hole, I felt for more, so suddenly I had four fingerbreadth up.
Dad was somewhat storm, and said that if I continued in this way, I would palpate so besotted that he could not prevail on much longer.
That was a bit of a dilemma, because I felt that there was room for more in my pussy, but just the sense of dad 's cock in my set up muddle, made me wish he could go on for hours.
I got various climax in this way before father came into me and sank down a little over me, still with my four fingerbreadth in my pussy.
Oh, how did it just feel wonderful, and I wanted his cock would be there a lot longer.
Eventually his cock got out of my rear hole, to my great disappointment.
Father could clearly smell out my dashing hopes, and asked if it was so"unpleasant"for which he sensed ?
Yes heck, just being expanded so lots, was simply wonderful.
A little asking got dad to ask if I wanted something `` real '' in my rear cakehole ?
Oh, that would be great, because even though it would receive been courteous to be fucked in my pussy, I felt that I wanted to remain hold out in my rear hole.
Dad had to go out and grooming, and said that we had to get to sure that I have for the future was `` totally empty '' 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 little, and just to see my rear yap tightened, was pretty exciting.
I wondered a footling at how much space there would actually be in both of my holes, because I remembered the film I had seen in women who had been `` fisted ''.
Imagine if one day I could get a whole hand into my pussycat, or for that topic my fanny hole ?
Dad came in from the bath and saw me and look at my abdomen.
A bit cheeky, he asked if I liked the stack ?
I could not help but talk about the porn picture I had seen, and my fantasies.
Dad quickly understood and said that he and mother had often `` played '' in this way, and soon my female parent had been able to get his totally hand into her pussy.
Although I only had just turned 16 a few calendar month ago, he thought that I without very much cause could get my hand up, but with a little practice.
If I wanted to, he would `` help ''.
Dad got off this constituent of the conversation and asked about my desire to be `` constant extended '' in my rear hollow ?
Yes, I would at least like to try the feeling.
Quickly began father to get dressed and said he would run for an 60 minutes, because he was just shopping.
Meanwhile I could be groomed, and possibly get me a nap.
Before being cognizant, father had left, and returned after about 1½ hour.
When Church Father came home, he had a plastic bag with him and let me expect into it.
Wow ; Father had been in"smut Street"and bought sex toy dog :
A dildo larger and longer than my own, an artificial hand, a `` medium '' and `` large '' `` buttplug '', an inflatable dildo and a `` no-good matter '', which I would later learn was to `` puke '' of my nates hole.
Dad thought this might be enough `` to come out with '', but urged me to enjoin if I had other ideas.
As I wanted to try to be expanded further in my lift hollow, beginner took me into the bathroom, where I got a bit of a"washout ”.
The first fortune seemed a little strange to me, but when I sat on the toilet, and the water poured out of my rearward hole, I could feel that I was further depleted, and just the mind that Church Father might `` get better '' admittance, gave me the courage `` for another one ”.
It was pretty exciting, and when I felt that I was completely `` discharge ”, I had to ingest a quickly `` undercarriage airstream ``.
Inside the bed don made gear up to charter my rear pickle under the `` loving care ''.
I was well lubricated, and after Dad had three finger's breadth 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 begetter had also bought a large one, I was curious to try if I could accommodate this.
Dad was very helpful in getting the medium `` buttplug '' out of me, and I was actually very grateful for his service, because I tried to tighten up, rather than relax.
Dad got to laugh a piffling at this, but said that I just had to hear the `` prank ''.
Dad tried for several second to get the big `` buttplug '' up in me, but lacked a few centimeter in that to manage, as it seemed a bit too bombastic in diameter.
Dad was convinced, however, that one day it might have to be managed.
I had been following this wholly `` scene '' through the mirrors on the wall, and I was inclined to approve 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 freighter, into a I `` blast ''.
Oh, it was just naughty, and I felt just so horny.
Father had thrown off his underwear, 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 tumble out of me while I took precaution of his cock.
For a suddenly while we were into this attitude, 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 skag and lightning.
When Padre finally came into my mouth, he had increased up the speed, and pushed the dildo as deep into me as possible.
Oh, I just fell over on his belly, completely exhausted.
Dad slowly turned down the speed, but let the dildo remain in me, until I somewhat `` faineant '' rose from him.
I got on the can 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 nerve of my juices.
I was a little embarrassed by this, even though I knew that I hadn't urinated on him.
Dad embraced me lovingly and said that I should be well-chosen to `` succus '' as much, that I didn't seem to me"lubricant"in my front hole.
I chose to acquire a quick shower, so the juices between my thighs, and the lube around my rear hole could be washed away, but father had discovered that my `` butt plug '' was still in my seat mess, and began to laugh a little.
I was just different ; the sensation was just"first-class ”.
A petty grinning got dad to say that I should be prepared that it could sense more `` intense '' when I sat down.
We got dressed and went down to the kitchen for some luncheon, and when I sat down, I tell you that it felt as if my `` buttplug '' came further up, so at first I expelled a pocket-size squeal.
Dad could not assist but laugh a piffling, 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 let lunch, but we were somewhat tired on top of the night and the break of the day 's `` excesses '', 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 horny for this, and I think that just the fact that I had a `` buttplug '' in my rear hole, enhanced my enjoyment.
I"pumped"quite a lot, and just being expanded so much in the pussy, made me think about how it would feel to have a totally paw up there, and how it must feel to collapse birth.
At this point I remembered that my father had also bought `` a hired hand '', and this would be my adjacent `` challenge ''.
I had to make myself into a few orgasm, but my fatigue 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 twain of minute, and felt quite fresh again, but also horny.
Yes, no wonder, as I still had the `` buttplug '' up in the nates hole.
I could see the washing machine was running down the hall, so dad had to already been up.
Quickly I got groomed, and washed the inflatable dildo.
Down in the living room father relaxed a little, and without far ado, I sat astride him, and gave him a huge hug and said thank you because he was so `` ripe '' to me.
Dad had squeezed my stern lovingly, but a couple of finger 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 rump hole could run the peril of not being able to"contract"properly together again.
His best advice was that I should get rid of it later when I went to bed tonight.
I understood my Father-God 's concern and promised him that, although the feeling was awfully nice.
It was a `` confidential conversation '' and father were very nervous about our `` relationship '' because I had just started gamy school, and our family unit and booster would probably be surprised that we suddenly kept us more to ourselves.
As father was not in doubt that many male wight looked at me, they might also enquire why I didn't have a boyfriend.
I could sympathize my father 's `` business '', but promised him that I would keep silent, because in pip shell, he could go to jail, and with this we wouldn't have each other more.
This I would avoid at all costs, and promised that when we were with others, I would behave `` nicely ''.
As usual, I helped dad to film attention of the mansion and while dad started making dinner, I made trusted to vacate the washing machine, and get washing to dry.
While we ate, suggested dad a new `` star sign pattern '' :
We only slept together up to the weekends and holidays because we both had our job and schooltime to attend to.
Apart from this, there should be nothing to prevent us for having sex.
I remember that I had a heavy time accepting this, but could understand my father 's attitude.
Since we both had to get up the side by side morning, we should not slumber too late, so I asked father into having sex again.
Dad was prosperous to persuade, and before long I was lying and enjoyed his caresses before his cock penetrated my wet pussy.
Oh, what a wonderful feeling, because I still had my `` buttplug '' in my hind end hole :
I felt quite tight and father also liked the sensation.
I got some solid orgasms before Dad finally came into me.
In the bathroom, I had to throw the father 's assistant again, to remove my `` buttplug '', but it felt somewhat easier to remove it.
Dad looked something intensely on my gaping hollow, and said something like he had certainly forgotten how aphrodisiacal it looked.
We made the agreement that my two `` buttplug '', should be in his bedroom, so I did not get to cheat, but I could consume the dildos with me.
It was a footling hard to find eternal rest in my bed, because I felt horny again, and before farsighted, I had the big dildo in my twat, and got a few coming this way.
I didn't feel quite fill, and began to introduce my fingerbreadth in my pussycat, and soon had four fingerbreadth up completely.
I raised myself up on the left-hand arm and curled up, and soon my pollex also well on the way up.
Oh God, it was just great to be expanded so much.
I couldn't help but think of that until a few days ago, I had so far only been able to get three fingers up, and now I lay here, and had most of my hand right up.
Just the theme that I might soon handle to get my entire handwriting up, made me orgasm, without any kind of"service ”.
Oh, I"rested"for a farseeing time and sighed with satisfaction afterwards, while I licked my succus of my hand.
Then I just fell asleep.

Monday :
I woke up with a start when the alarm clock rang.
Boy, I had slept well, but also had a naughty dream that I was fisted.
We got a quick fix breakfast, and kissed goodbye.
In high school, some of my friends along with me at tiffin, asked curiously to my weekend, as I looked as if I had fallen in love.
Ugh, it was a trivial tough to explain, so I told I `` only '' had pretty much cock.
This led to a number of questions, but when I told the man was a piffling `` mature '' and I did not need to give further inside information, it seemed that they accepted.


To be continued…