Dear Old Dad 3…

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As the the slurping sound of my ass consuming the cock, I could feel the familiar pressure building in my balls. Almost like I needed to take a huge piss, and as that thrusting cock continued to poke, prod, and rub my prostate I came. The first shot landing by the side of my head, the next shot landing across my mouth, the third shot right on my nipple, and the rest shot on my chest and pooled in my belly button (I have an innie). I felt the cock still thrusting into me, prolonging my orgasm, and making my cock drool even more cum. At this point I started to feel an extra pressure pushing against my sphincter, at first I thought it was just my dad’s balls but now I was starting to realize that in fact I wasn’t being fucked by my dad at all but our dog Bruce. At that moment his knot entered me and I screamed.

I just heard my dad laughing, as Bruce’s knot entered me. He thought that it was so funny that I was being fucked by our dog…well I would get back at him I thought to myself. I put up with the pain of Bruce’s knot, feeling all of his doggy cum sitting in me, though probably not right, started to turn me on again. My dad seeing this clicked his tongue, like he did when I did something naughty.

“You’ve been a bad boy, but it looks like I can punish you again though,” he said with a wicked grin.