Or so my whore tells me.” He grabbed Ian’s hair, yanking his head up. “Unh! Unh! Uh-huh!” Ian gasped. His hard little pud slapping up and down. “You will take Wendy to him. Offer her to that piece of shit. Give her to him for the night.” Ian moaned loudly as he came. He hated his father. Hated him for what the cruel man did to him and his mother when he was young. He had hoped to never see him again in his life. deepthroat Wendy crawled beneath her husband. Licking Ian’s sad cummies off the front of the desk. “I bet you both have a great night.” Grant gloated as he came in his sissy pet’s ass. Patrick groaned as he lifted his bulk from the worn couch. He wondered facial what inconsiderate asshole would be knocking so late. It was nearly seven and he was already on his fifth beer. Ian knocked again. The two story house was run down, and in a bad neighborhood. One of the front windows was spiderwebbed with cracks. The couple stood waiting on the porch. Ian in a short pink sundress. Wendy in a blue miniskirt and white halter with no bra. But what was really driving her wild was my middle finger stirring up her anus, turning the gentle bunny into a ravenous harlot. "Uh y-yes Daddy oh oh" She whined sweetly. Her pussy swallowed it. When I did, she kissed me a couple more times, kneading my tits and pulling on my long, hard nipples. The figure was eager for the next pair to be found. Sip, Puff, Puff, "That's it, Scarlet, suck my hard cock" Sip, Puff, Puff. Mac wanted to withdraw his cock from her ass to take a little break, but she loved the full feeling of having that 9 inches stuffed deep so she prolonged her control of his now softening cock. “You're a young man,” she said. Thank you, Master!” Standing in the door was Whitney. It was the first day of soccer practice. She swallowed the warm, salty fluid gratefully and then closed her mouth round the end of his erection, sucking it hard to drain deepthroat it of the last remaining drops of its precious facial white cargo.