Sexo + Wedd = Felicidad pura
He felt like such an old perv, quietly lusting after his son’s hot little redheaded girlfriend, Mara. Then again, he knew he would never cross that line… or so he believed.
Then came the family party, where they’d all had a bit to drink, and his son passed out from exhaustion, having done too much work in the sun earlier in the day.
Mara was tipsy and unquenchably horny, and her boy was now useless. At first, she just wanted the attention, and sweetly flirted with her beau’s dad. But when she could see the effect she had on the older handsome man, her libido went into overdrive with visions of having father and son take her at the same time.
She leaned in at one point and whispered to him that she’d always loved older men, but had never been with one. “Can I kiss you, Mr. Jensen?’ He was already putty in her silken hands.
She stood and nipped at his lips until he kissed he back. Then, her tongue pushed through to the back of his throat, and that was all it took. She lowered herself, lifting her short skirt, pressing her already damp panties into his hand.
And before he knew it, this freckled, hot little angel had his thick, juicy cock between her lips, and she was savoring it like a child who had her first piece of candy, after a forced Lenten fast.
She made him cum so hard he saw stars. Then she crawled up in his lap and kissed him with a mouthful of his own cum. “Do you like that? Tasting your cum in my mouth, Mr. Jensen?” He nodded a heated yes, and said “No one has ever done that with me. That’s fucking incredible. You’re fucking incredible, Mara.”
“So are you, Mr. Jensen.”
“Call me Mike”
“No, I like calling you Mr. Jensen.”
He would do anything for this filthy angel, who had just graced him with a wet dream cum true.
She would confess that she was dying to fuck him, and she toyed with his thickened flesh until he was rock hard and ready to savage her.
Then she took it one step further. She led the older man by the rigid cock to the den where his son was unconscious.
“Nick is out cold and never wakes. Fuck me here, Mr. Jenson, please.” And as uneasy as it made him at first, he soon was pounding little Mara’s tight cunt, like none other in his sexual lifetime, while his son, half snored and half murmured through the obscene symphony of fuck sounds the two unleashed.
And nothing made the man cum harder than to hear his son’s girl begging him to fuck her harder, always calling him Mr. Jensen. “Fill me Mr. Jensen, fuck me harder, Mr. J…. cum inside me now, Mr. Jensen, pleeeease.” And so he did, grunting and slamming away with reckless abandon.
To punctuate her secret intent, she licked their mixed cum from Nick’s dad’s sparking cock in the aftermath, and kissed her sleeping boyfriend with her dirty, sticky lips.
This was only the beginning. She meant to have them both one day, father and son, piston fucking her from both ends.
She believed that old adage too: “No one says no to a redhead.”
La Ultima Carta - (The Last Card) / Indian Ink on Canvas / 50 x 70 c.m.