My body ached, my mind was shocked.But as I already told, Carla stayed my girlfriend. Her dad had learnt me the sensation of heterosexual sex. I was...convinced, both were needed for me. From then on, I was the lover of Carla, but also of her father. He thaught me almost everything I know now. He started my search for my own sexuality. He showed me that limits are there to pass.I still remember the next time I met her father. It was awkward meeting him at the porch. But as timid I was at. I was laying in bed with my hand between my legs, husband snorning away next to me, thinking about my son fucking me. I was extremely wet. I had two fingers inside myself and I was squeezing my clit as well. My fingers were slippery and I was pinching it between two knuckles, hard. It felt amazing when my clit was squeezed like that, but it was especially good when it sort of burst through between my knuckles. I did it again and again. Then the door to our bedroom slowly opened.Although it was. More

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