Brandy
As soon as the word f**k had left my lips I realized I might have gone too far. Dad’s chin dropped and he looked at me as if I was insane, which maybe I was. But one thing was for sure, my p***y needed c**k.
“Brandy, this has gone too far already.”
“C’mon, we can always blame heatstroke for what we are doing. Remember?”
“I’m not putting my c**k inside you.”
He was now standing at the foot of the bed and his c**k was slowly going limp. I moved so I was kneeling on the bed and then took his hands in mine.
“Dad, I want to be f****d, okay. I’m sixteen years old and I still haven’t had a c**k in me. All my friends at school have. The boys don’t even look at me so there is no chance of getting any from them. So please, please, f**k me. Look, I will even make it easy fo
