Riley’s auburn hair, wavy much like his mother’s, was done up in tight pigtails. Chad’s moaning was such, and Riley’s slurping so loud. Neither heard the front door open. “You couple like that, daddy?” “Yeah, blowjob baby girl, suck daddy’s dick!” as Chad’s hand pressed firmly down on the back of Riley’s head. Brenda had trained Riley’s throat with her strapon, and desensitized his throat of his amateur gag reflex. His chin was resting on Chad’s balls when-. “WHAT THE FUCK!” Jim bellowed. “Who the FUCK are you?!” Jim pounded over to Chad as he scrambled to grab his clothes and dragged him out of the house and threw him naked onto the front yard. SLAM. 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 fuck picked him up by the back of his neck, and threw him onto the ground. Jim reflected to his wife bitch of a wife who ran off with some fucktard named Chad, and noticed that his son looked a lot like her. Same hair, same facial features, nearly a spitting image less the dick and hardly any tits. Jim was drunk. Sober enough to know, but drunk enough to not know better. “You cock sucking, faggot. You like sucking dick, do you? I didn't think, only moved forward and kissed him again. “You blowjob want me to get rid of my dick and get a pussy?” Pulling it all the way out he gave the tip couple kisses as he pumped the thick shaft with his fist. And you can stop fuck anytime you want, OK?” He would sometimes fuck her pussy, but mostly preferred anal, usually finishing deep inside her rectum. “Wonder if she'd come over here and talk to us,” Silk wondered out loud. “ I cried, my voice quaking with pleasure, my breaths rapid and desperate. It was annoying. I could tell she was trying to be quiet but I respected her request not to stare. How could this possibly be for my own good?” He said, a little exasperated as he looked back at her. “Fucking fine.” She had her hands massaging her breasts, and her breathing was becoming heavy. A thing she always amateur loved and desired. I want to touch your face, your lips, your jawline, your ears, your neck, wife your collarbone and your nipples, will that be okay? No one else now remained in the cafe and the staff members were the only ones to hear her anger.