Then I begged him, reaching for his cock as he drove and trying to take it in my mouth, but he roughly pushed me away, into the corner of the seat and kept on driving.When we reached his beach house, he dragged me up the steps and into the house and pushed me into the cushions of a couch. Gay sex The room was bare of recognizable furniture. If I didn’t shrink from the thought of my dad fucking me, why would it bother me that Theo did? No mention was made of Charles Tilton in the earlier reports. It was someone else, I was sure of that.And jealousy. It was probably a sign of the weird value system I’d been raised to, but I appreciated the work Kline had put into being the first one inside me. Theo didn’t laugh. Indications were that my mother was driving and that the car had left the pavement at high speed. All of the things he said would be set loose inside me when I turned eighteen and gave vent to my natural desires and frustrations had come to pass.
