Dad won't give me a break

My mother was never a woman who would serve as an example for me very beautiful, very talkative and nice but a negation as a mother her concern was always much more in satisfying her own sketch than taking care of her daughter.
I never knew my father and after many adventures she married Antonio, a very decent and successful man.
He was a handsome, dark, tall, well-built man, 45 years old, a decent guy but none of that was enough to hold my mother who, as soon as she saw a more interesting role, left home and left me with Antonio which, in a way, was better for me.
In my first year of college, I fell in love with a girl who was taking a class at the same time as me, and, as a fool in my first relationship, I gave in and fell in love, and after I had my ass kicked and fucked a lot for several months, he left me without any explanation, and then he was with another girl, which really shook me up.
Truth be told, my relationship with Alexander awakened me to a sexual life. Even at a very young age, I turned into a woman and with a very acute sexual hunger, to the point of getting wet just remembering his sexy role of invading me and eating me in all positions and sometimes in very unusual places. I think, more than the person, I missed the role and the sex he provided me.
One afternoon I came home very upset and locked myself in my room to be alone and cry a little because I had seen Alexander kissing his new girlfriend. Antonio came home early and, surprised that I didn't want dinner, went to my room and caught me with half-red eyes and soon worried to know what I had:
Is my little girl still crying over that little rascal?
- It's Dad I can't see that bitch with another, I get very upset but soon it will pass.
- Come on, my beautiful. You need to find another boyfriend. A real man to make you forget this guy. <unk> He said that and started to straighten my hair making a caress. He was in his pajamas as he always stayed at home after taking a bath. He sat on my bed and I laid my head on his lap and he was straightening my hair. I passed my hand on his waist and snuggled my head in his lap, with that my head was right on top of his dick which made me feel the size of that volume.
I had never seen Antônio with other eyes but feeling that volume in his pajamas and feeling the smell of his body, because he was without underwear, I got quite excited and felt my warm and wet little butt in the little shorts that I was wearing with a thin T-shirt. I tried to get these thoughts out of my head but the erection was stronger and I rubbed my face on his dick feeling the volume increasing. Dad, as I called him, was having an erection. He soon felt some discomfort and decided to get out of bed but I held him.
I'm enjoying being here in your arms.
He said that and continued to caress my head. I turned my face in his lap, felt his hard cock and, as I was very close, I smelled his roll and it was a huge roll! Much bigger than Alexander's.
In a fit of madness and quite excited I turned my face so that my mouth was on top of that hot fucking he once again tried to get up but I held him and began to pass my tongue on his dick over the pajamas itself.
- What are you doing Liz? Stop it! Are you crazy? <unk> I didn't answer anything, I just kept licking his dick and then I felt a baby wet his pajamas. I quickly pulled his pajamas and that dick jumped out hard and firm almost hitting my face. I swallowed his dick with a hunger that even scared me. I felt his giant dick hit my throat, he just groaned deeply and held my head pushing the dick deeper into my mouth.
I was talking, whimpering, and swallowing his poop.
You know that can't happen. <unk> He said that without much conviction and kept moaning while I sucked his cock with a lot of goo.
We're not doing anything wrong, Dad, you know that.
Hearing this, he began to smooth my breasts over my T-shirt and lowered his hand towards my thighs that were already open waiting for his touch. I felt those huge, macho hands entering under my shorts and touching my little cheek that was wet with desire. I felt his fingers exploring my cheek and that huge finger entering me without much difficulty.
I got up and I ripped off my clothes and his clothes and I got down on my knees between his legs sucking that roll like a hungry calf. Then he pulled me up, put me on his lap with his legs around his waist and I felt that chest invading my mouth, filling me up and enlarging me all. He kissed me and that tongue invading my mouth made me crazy. I rode on his roll going up and down in his crib while he moaned and punched deep into my mouth.
He squeezed me against his body, and I felt my little breasts squeezed into his big, strong man's chest, and I felt a deep thrust, and I shivered, feeling that man inside of me, and he got up and put me on all fours on the bed, and then once again he stuck the stick into my mouth, and he punched deep and hard, making me feel his roll down there.
I felt like a little puppy being fucked by this hot male, and I started to feel a shiver all over my body and groan very loudly, and I felt my nipple contracting, and I had an intense orgasm like I've never felt before, and he pulled his dick out of me, and I got his hot, full-bodied milk poured into my hard little breasts.
After that night several adventures between the two of us happened and dad doesn't give me rest breaking into my room at dawn for people to fuck.
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