I put my middle finger in, then my ring, then my pinky, and finally my thumb. No sudden reaction from Dad, good I was still safe. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I tried to wrap my hand around it but it felt too big to grasp, so I had to try and push the wrapping of the cloth around and… The first thing I saw was actual skin, and I knew it had to be part of Dad, my eyes widened at the look of the blackish purple skin (because I could barely see it), and a hole may have been where he peed out of, I took a long look and tried to pull more indian of it out, and out it came. I took care not to make any sort of sound or sudden movements because if Dad woke up right now, and lifted the covers up, he would most likely know what was going on, and then I would most likely get punished, or worse killed. (I was a kid, I didn’t know better.) I pulled what seemed like a large wide oversided thumb with a hole where pee comes out, big cock I took my fingers and started feeling around where then Dad finally started to move, but didn’t pull the covers off, instead he turned so that he was laying on his stomach, and my right hand still on his… Thing.. Then started moving his crotch in an up and down motion where he continued to do so for about 2 or 3 minutes, I just laid there awe struck. Whatever he was doing, must have felt good, so maybe that’s what he, or his body, was trying to tell me to do. After a while of his constant dry humping oil on my hand, I wrapped my fingers as best that I could, and he stopped and moved back on his side facing me, then attempted to slowly mimic what he was doing to my hand instead I was moving my hand instead of him moving his body. Dad then laid on his back and began twitching every 30 seconds or so, and his thigh kept pulsating up after a brief moment. I kept slowly doing this in hoping I was making him happy while he was dreaming, and still curious as to what it was that I was looking at. I stopped and took my hand off of his thing, and moved back up to see if he was awake or not. I opened up the covers to see him still sleeping, he doesn’t snore (loudly) so it was hard to tell if he was awake or not, but it felt safe enough to do what I was going to do. I pulled the covers from my side off of the bed, and enough for the night light to provide enough light to see my prize, and even with the poor visibility of the night light, it looked beautiful. I grasped my new toy, and began doing as I was doing before, and this time I went from going slow, to moderately fast, to even faster so that Dad’s twitching was in timed with each stroke I made to his tool. I kept at this for what seemed like forever, until his thigh thrust up for one final time, his tool became as hot as the stove when it first turns on and begins to heat up, and he peed what looked like white goo into the air, and landing on the blanket and sheets, my hair, my face, and my hand. I was scared now, I looked to Dad to see him heavy breathing, but still asleep, I had to clean this stuff up, and make it look like it never happened. I used the underside of the blanket to try to dry up all of the goo off of my hair and my face, and wiped my hand on the sheets, attempted to pull the blanket back to the other side of the bed, and went back to sleep. The sun came out a few hours later, and I woke up to Dad’s shuffling. Then I realized, “Oh crap.” I thought. “I forgot to put his thing back inside his pajamas, if he pulls the covers off now and realizes I’m awake, what would I do now?” I looked down to see Dad’s tool still partially touchthebody.com out, but not as big as before. I felt some tapping on my head. “Sweety, you awake?” I came out from under the covers, and placed a shy smile on my face. “Good morning Dad.” “Good morning pumpkin, did you sleep well?” “Of course I did, I was sleeping with you!” “That’s wonderful, I.. What the.” I froze, “This is it.” I thought, “He knows his thing is out.” He pulled the covers up and started to shuffle around, as I was getting ready to do desi the same he stopped me. “No no, not yet.” --- I will let you this way for an hour or two and then we go on with your preparation. I’ve big cock been oil a pussy hound and a party dog all my life. While I kissed her touchthebody.com I reach for desi her tits and he moved his hands away. “Watch him eat my ass” she said, and I was forced to do so while feeling the wetness from indian my harden cock dripping pre-cum. Marcus is smiling. "Why won't you hate me?" Ronja asked. In my eyes, you are beautiful. Deb couldn't believe how much she was trembling in her brother's arms. His cock again shoots load and load of his thick super cum into her pussy. She turned her head and opened her mouth, expecting her brother's cock again.