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I can feel the precum already seeping from the tip. You stop what you are doing and stand with your eyes closed, enjoying what I am doing. A small moan escapes from your throat. I kiss down your chest to your tummy, getting on my knees before you. My thumb circling the head of your sensitive cock. My tongue grazes lightly over the tip. This is almost too much for you to handle and you groan loudly, calling me ‘ Oh god Baby I love that. Makes me feels so good.’ I take your cock and suck it into my mouth. My tongue circling the tip and sucking on it. I can feel your hands on my head beginning to slowly move it back and forth and in small circles. Your hips begin to move as I suck your cock further into my mouth. You can feel it touching the back of my throat as I suck harder and your hips move faster. I know you are about to cum and I want you to…I want to taste you seed sliding down my throat. I suck faster, caressing your balls, rolling them in my hands, squeezing them. Then with one. Then I felt his cum shoot inside me again. I felt so naughty being cummed inside. “MMMMMMM, DADDY!” “OH JASON! MMMM FUCK SON!” His thrusts slowed as our orgasms stopped. Then he pulled out and left. I lied there for a few minutes. Until I heard the garage open. Mom was home. I got up and went to the bathroom to shower. Over the next year, it happened regularly. Whenever Mom was out of town, Dad would sneak into my room and fuck me. Every now and then he would know I was awake and eat my ass or suck my cock. Once or twice he even came in while Mom was home. It was really scary knowing we could get caught at any moment… but it felt too good to have him inside me. Then came Christmas. It was Christmas Eve, and we were going to Dad’s parent’s house, as was his brother. I didn’t have much opinion on Uncle Dan. We didn’t go over there often, pretty much just for major holidays. We got there about an hour before dinner. I was sitting on the couch, watching some cartoon Christmas movie..
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