Indulgence

Your hesitation is brief, but it feels like an eternity as you weigh the consequences of your actions.

Mom please forgive me, you briefly thought to yourself as you pressed forward.

Your father's anus, a tight, puckered circle of skin, beckons your tongue, and you feel a thrill of trepidation as you begin to extend your tongue towards it. Your father's grip on your head tightens, urging you on, and you take a deep breath before making contact.

Your tongue makes gentle contact with the sensitive skin, and you feel a shudder run through your father's body. The shudder turns into a full-body tremble as you begin to explore the area with your tongue.

Your father's hips continue to jerk, pressing his anus more firmly against your tongue. You hesitate for a moment, unsure of what to do, but the sensation of his hands on the back of your head and the pressure of his anus against your tongue spur you on.

"Oh Summer...shit...oh your mouth...oh shit..." your Dad chokes, his own hand now stroking his cock hard.