Dear Old Dad 2…

I opened my mouth as wide as possible, hoping to not scrape my teeth on the beautiful piece of mother nature in front of me and took it down as far as I could down my throat. Just because I had been with guys before doesn’t mean I’m a cock sucking pro, in fact all I seemed to do was sit there as my dad just grabbed my hair and shoved his cock down my throat until I gagged which was only a mere 5 inches down. He pulled my head back so I could suck in air and shoved me back down, roughly fucking my throat. And as surprised as I was by this entire situation, I was still amazingly turned on by the fact that the cock that gave me life is now trying to spurt that same seed down my throat.

He sat there looking as dazed as I’d ever seen him, his eyes were closed as he fought to regain his breath. His shirt sticking to his chest, showing his nipples through the fabric and they were hard, pointed and just begging for me to lick and nip them. I got off from my knees and made for his nipples, but sensing my presence he opened his eyes and pushed me away from him, causing me to land on my back on my bed. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to get enough!” he laughed, bringing a slight blush to my cheeks.

“Well slut boy if you want more you’re just going to have to wait, it takes me a bit to get hard again.” He looked me over from head to toe, from the welts on my cheeks to my hard dick, that was leaking pre-cum from its 6” tip. “Well boy looks like you really liked me raping your mouth.