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Chapter 12
“May I have some milk, Dad? I'd like to drink it!” I entreat, looking up as I sit in my chair. The science journal that Dad subscribes to recently had an article about the evolving profile of human semen. Nuts drained often produce *differently*. “You read the article, huh, slut...
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Chapter 12
My eyes remain on Dad's beautiful, dark brown diamonds, as his cock starts to pulse. I moan loud as I flex my tongue wide against his underside, sending him pleasurable vibrations. Dad continues to watch me, smiling at me, unmistakably *proud*. Then the first pulse of his cum je...
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Chapter 12
I lick slow, my tongue stretched as wide as I can, as I draw my tongue up the underside of Dad's cock. I maintain unbroken eye contact, as I kiss my way down one side of his phallus, turning my head so I can. He moans soft, watching me proudly. “You are so good, such a good litt...
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Chapter 11
“You think it'll fit, Dad?” I ask, while flexing my tongue wide across the underside of his cock and licking up to the crown. His answer is to flex the hand on my head and when my mouth reaches his crown, he grips firmly, shoving me down on it. In one smooth, fluidic motion, Dad...
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Chapter 12
By the time Dad starts to pulse in across my tongue and in my throat, my face has warmed to a modest pink shade. Dad's consistent rhythm of his hips slapping my face has made them sting. I can handle it, though, and I let Dad use me, freely. He didn't hesitate to start, but I sa...
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Chapter 12
For the first few minutes of it, Dad's hips slap harshly into my face, turning my cheeks pink. When Dad notices, though, he adjusts, asserting a level of self-control that is impressive, incredible. His pace doesn't slow, nor does his thrusting *lighten*. Yet without softening t...
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Chapter 12
Over two hours, Dad hammers my mouth hard, relentless, but the cheek-reddening slap of his hips is short-lived. When he notices my cheeks turning painful pink, he asserts absolute control over himself. His rhythm shifts, by only millimetres. The shift is just enough that his bal...
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Chapter 12
Over the course of two hours, Dad hammers his cock across my tongue, and down my throat. Even still, the harsh slapping of his hips into my cheeks lasts only long enough for him to notice the increasing pinkness, before Dad's motion adjusts. “Sorry, faggot!” Dad growls the words...
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Chapter 11
“Are you sure it'll fit, Dad?” I ask, and he strokes my hair back out of my face. He brushes his fingers across my cheek, then slides them back into my hair. His fingers curl, as I flex my tongue wide and lick my way up the underside of his thick rod. “I promise it will, faggot,...
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Chapter 12
Dad's hand on my head holds me steady, as his cock in my mouth stretches my lips taut. Even still, his pace remains slow and his motions smooth, gentle, only ever *riding* my mouth, never slamming. His control, though, his control amazes me. His cock fits perfectly in my mouth,...
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Chapter 12
Dad continues to move his hips, every movement fluidic and smooth. Gentle and slow, Dad does not so much *thrust* inside, as *glide* past my lips. I flex my tongue underneath his cock as he pushes in, keeping my eyes focused upwards, set upon his. Each time his crown slides into...
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Chapter 12
For the entire duration of our first time, Dad maintains his gentle, slow pace. His movements show fluidity, smoothness, the kind of control that is incredible. I can hear his soft moan, as he drives into me with each steady forward roll of hips. He continues to control himself,...
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Chapter 13
Dad orders, “You've proven you can take it when I give it to you. Now show me that you can handle it wholly on your own, without assistance. Prove what a total cock slut you are.” The **challenge** in his voice makes me twitch, as I stare up at him. I smile up at him, even as I...
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Chapter 12
Dad continues to use me just the same for what feels like a long time, his thick shaft stretching my lips taut. I moan loud, letting air out of my lungs, each time his hips pull away. I breathe in the aroma of his musk as soon as I can, my eyes up. He never breaks eye contact, n...
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Chapter 13
Dad commands, “You've shown you can **take** my cock, now I want you to show me just how much you love to service me.” My eyes flutter up at him, and I smile warmly, loving it as Dad calls me a faggot, again. I lick my lips first, slow and sensual. “Aw, Dad,” I purr, fluttering...
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Chapter 14
Dad commands, the hand in my hair pulling me into a desired kneel before him. He pulls my head back, breaking contact between my mouth and his cock, and grabs it, himself. Dad strokes hard and fast, looking down, holding me in my place. “Open your mouth, faggot!” he commands, an...
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Chapter 11
“Dad, I'm not sure I can get this in my mouth. Are you sure it'll fit?” I ask, and when Dad nods, I take a deep breath, and I let my lungs fill with his scent. “Okay. my head down and I'll happily suck your cock, Dad.” Dad just nods in answer. “All right, faggot,” Dad says...
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Chapter 12
Comfortable in my chair, I arch my spine forward, so as not to hunch while servicing Dad's cock. I slide my lips down him, allowing his meat into my throat, after it crosses my tongue. His sheer girth stretches my lips taut to the point it stings. Even still, I am in no hurry to...
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Chapter 12
My mind focused, time feels like it rolls past me, a wordless procession as I sit in my chair. Bobbing my head on Dad's cock, my throat conforms to the shape of him, as I focus on skilful service. I swallow, each time my lips arrive at Dad's thick hilt. I moan as I rise, letting...
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Chapter 13
Dad instructs, as his cock slides down across my lips, “You can suck, but now let's see if you can handle **receiving** a cock. There's also the vagus nerve in your throat, which I want to test.” I moan soft on his cock, as he pushes it into my mouth. As he does, Dad slides his...
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