MOTHER’S BOYFRIEND LIKES TO FUCK ME – PT 1
During my junior year in high school my mother started dating a new guy, named Daryl, who ended up moving in after only 3 weeks. He wasn’t one of her worst boyfriends, but he was still kind of weird. He wore black, low cut briefs around the house all the time, and no shirt. I got the impression he thought he came across as a European on a beach in a speedo bathing suit. His guido, jersey-style accent added to the caricature he presented, so it was hard not to laugh whenever I saw him like this around the house. The one thing he seemed to have going for him was a pretty big cock. I hadn’t seen it up close, but the outline of his shaft – even flaccid – was obvious through the …