The longer the session, the more weed we smoked. After awhile, John would just Stop, pick me up and carry me to my room, all the while reminding me of “our secret”. After a few more joints my stepdaddy just stopped and sent me to bed as usual, but still I didnt tell my mom. Even jasmine knew we weren never allowed down there. He would pull me really close so that I could feel him get hard directly under my butt and have me wrap my legs around his waist. On the screen, a man was ramming his huge private down what looked to be a girl my age throat. As I got older and I was used to our routine, I actually looked forward to John sucking on my clit. It was a really young age when I could remember it all started. I have since began calling him John.
