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Johnny slips the Cush back inside me, then stands making room for his father. The song synced with the Cush changes. Based on the rhythm of the pulse, I’m sure the song playing is “Closer.” The lyrics begin playing in my mind as the rough, calloused hands of an older man lightly stroke my strapped calf.
Soft hair brushes against my skin, followed by soft, warm lips kissing the skin on my inner thigh. My body begins twitching from his beard tickles and teeth pinch. Feeling his curious fingers inspecting the Cush’s clit stimulator.
“They keep creating the coolest toys.”
He begins turning it inside of me. Pressing the tickler on my backdoor, I jump again, my muscles tightening.
“Oh, that’s what I like to see.”
Returning the tickler back to its original placement, I feel the warmth of his breath on my ass, followed by hard kisses and his fists filling with my ass cheeks.
“Oh, fuck yeah. This ass knows exactly how to turn me on.” He continues licking and kissing my cheeks. Moving closer to my crack. Once there, he dives deep, licking my puckered cinnamon ring, causing my muscles to flex.
Pressing the tickler against my clit, I gasp loudly with pleasure, followed by a deep needy groan. Feeling the gag being loosened, I use my tongue to push it out. “Thank you, sir.”
“Call me, Daddy,” he said, followed by a hard open palm slap on my ass that echoed off the walls.
“Yes, Daddy.” Judging by the strength of that fun ass slap, I knew upsetting this man was not what I wanted to do.
Grabbing the same spot he just spanked, a sharp, searing pain rushes up my back as he aggressively spreads my cheeks one to each side. His warm wet tongue licked my pussy, then savagely ate my ass, using his tongue to relax my rim.
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