Shelly seemed to really be enjoying this part too. The grin on her face was not just for show. She had total control over Dad at this point. Maybe the only time she ever did. He was completely submissive to her, maybe only because of the pleasure she could give him. Shelly lifted herself up completely off the dick, and it popped out. It was still standing stiff as a steel rod. It was all shiny and wet. She used her fist to give it a couple of quick, hard strokes, then raised back up and stuffed the thing back up inside her.
Sometime during this, I looked down and noticed Dad’s legs. His heels were arched upward. Only his toes were still touching the floor. His calves and knees were shaking wildly. His whole being was caught up, in an effort to drive his cock as deeply into her as he could. With only his toes for support, he was straining to thrust upward. I remember being so stunned at the reaction he was having.
Dad didn’t last long. After a couple of series of this, he suddenly slammed his hips against Shelly and let out a loud moan. He slammed his hips about three or four more times urgently against her and then started jerking spastically. I thought Dad’s thrusts might actually launch Shelly off, but she hung on, keeping her balance. Dad’s grip on her waist was intense. She just rode the whole thing out.
Dad’s orgasm lasted probably fifteen to twenty seconds before he started to slow down. Shelly had settled back down on his hips, and was doing that little wiggle thing again. She was grinding herself slowly. She seemed to be trying to milk out the last few jolts out of the old man. His moans were letting us both know that he was really enjoying this. Then, Shelly just kind of sat still. I think at this point she was just enjoying the sensation of having Dad’s cock twitching inside her.
After a little bit she sort of lifted herself up some and just stayed there. Dads cock pulled at her pussy lips almost as if it were stuck. It was then that I noticed globs of white cum sliding down his cock. Dad’s head was back down on the bed, and I could only see his clenched fists at his sides. Shelly was leaning forward and seemed to be waiting for this. I couldn’t believe it when she began using her fingers to trap the goo. I’m not certain what she was trying to do, but she seemed to enjoy just playing with the stuff. The white slime continued to ooze out mixing with Dad’s pubic hair.
Shelly continued playing with the cum. She was stretching out little strands until they broke. I glanced up and saw she was smiling the whole time. While she was still doing this, she looked up and gave a look right in my direction. I was stunned when she brought her one hand close against her chest and gave me a secretive thumbs-up signal and mouthed the words;
“I told you so!”
Readers, if you enjoyed this story, chapters two, three and four continue to chronicle our lives. An easy access is just to click on the yellow highlighted “Doll1” at the top of this story.
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