The front door practically coming off of its hinges as it shut. The thunder of his dad’s footsteps came crashing into his room. “And you! I fucking knew you were a fucking faggot, but I had no idea!” He picked him up by the back of his neck, and threw him onto the ground. Jim reflected to his bitch of a wife who ran off with some fucktard named Chad, and noticed that his son looked a lot like her. anal Same hair, same facial features, nearly a spitting image less the dick and hardly any tits. Jim was drunk. Sober enough gay to know, but drunk enough to not know better. “You cock sucking, faggot. You like sucking dick, do you? You like calling him ‘daddy’ huh? Well why don’t you come over here and suck ‘daddy’s’ dick!?” Jim started undoing his pants, it had been a long time since he’s been laid, and he was looking to hate fuck his ex wife, or at least someone who bear looked like her. Riley was cowering in the corner of the room as far away from his father as possible. Trembling and shaking his head. “I said, C’MERE!” He said, and rushed him, grabbed his head and smothered his flaccid whiskey dick all over Riley’s face. He started blowjob getting hard. Riley froze in fear and his mind kind of fled from his body. Involuntarily he opened his mouth. Tears flooded his eyes Hardcore as his dad started fucking his mouth. “That’s it, bitch. Take this dick.” Not the biggest man Riley has ever had, but it was definitely the most hateful. What was he doing home? He shouldn’t be home for another five hours at least! As if reading his mind, “First your mother, now my job. They fired me—after fifteen years of service, just like that.” Jim’s rage reignited and he began slamming his cock down Riley’s throat. “God, you look just like your bitch of a mom.” Glarg glarg glarg, Riley’s throat went with each thrust of his dad’s cock. “Get your fucking face down, and your ass up! You’re going to give me what your slut of a mom never would!” “I… yeah, I wish,” Stephanie gay said blowjob quietly, but she wore a small smile now. She trailed off, lifting herself off his lap slightly with her arms. She stuck out her tongue and licked the head clean of cum and her virgin blood. “whatta ya think Frank-o hot enough for ya?” And if I ever had any real fear of you trying to take bear him from me, rest assured that I would slit your pretty throat before you got the chance.” I was already infatuated. “Cass!” I cried out as my futa-cock erupted. Jon was getting excited again, moving against her with his hips and searching with his hands for the boundary where Ellie would push him away. But while her hips were swinging like a chandelier, her hands didn’t leave the ceiling. “The chocolate should be ready. "Right, right, sure," Karl muttered. Was this some kind of Stockholm syndrome? Mike was in the hall about fifty feet away as we got back, and I gave Lisa a big kiss as we went in her room and closed the door. anal Mom is always after him Hardcore to take some time off and travel….but, he doesn’t seem to want to do that,” I said.