"You're doing just fine, sweetie," he whispered encouragement.
Nodding once, I turned my eyes back to the pole my hand was wrapped around. Then I pushed my head forward and kissed the tip of his p***s. He didn't make any noise. Opening my lips a touch, I pushed my head a little further. The tip of his p***s forced my mouth open wider as I took half of it inside.
"That feels wonderful," my dad breathed.
My tongue was pressed against the bottom of my mouth, behind my lower row of teeth. Feeling timid, I slowly liberated it from where it huddled, lifting it up. Then I reached out with the tip, brushing it against my father's p***s.
He moaned.
Swallowing, my lips compressed around the head. As soon as I could, I forced my mouth to open wider. Then, very slowly, I pushed my head down. My f
