Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
I stood over her pulling the condom on and greasing my cock with the butter before I took two large fingers full and dug around in her ass hole with them, getting her nice and oiled up.
I knelt between her thighs with cock in hand and led my meat to her tightly puckered asshole. It spread over the fat head of my cock as I eased it into her until I bottomed out.
“Fuck yourself with your fingers.” She knows what I like, and what I’m like when I get like this, so she rushed to do my bidding.
First she diddled her clit with two fingers of one hand before using the other to fuck two fingers into her cunt.
I could feel them rubbing along my cock through the thin membrane in her ass as I fucked in and out of her slowly.
Now I was the one holding her legs open at the ankles, spreading them as wide as they would go without breaking as I worked my cock in and out of her tight ass.
When I knew she was close to cumming on her fingers I made her stop and pulled out of her ass. I pulled off the condom, dropping it on the floor and forced my cock past her tight cunt folds.
She was hot as fuck and started moving beneath me before I had my whole twelve inch length inside her.
It’s a good thing our son wasn’t home, because the noises that came out of her sounded like someone was trying to kill her.
I grabbed her ass, lifting her closer into me as I let my cock go wild, beating against the walls of her cunt over and over until she howled.
Cunt juice and pre-cum leaked out of her around my rod as I plowed into her belly like a man on a mission.
I damn near broke her back against the couch arm as I slammed my cock to her as hard as I could while her tightness grabbed at me.
I attacked her neck with my teeth before moving onto her tits and anywhere else I could reach with my mouth, while she went from yelling to moaning and back.
When I came it felt like that shit would never end. One long stream after another of cock cream shot off inside her until I felt like I was going to pass out.
I didn’t stop there. Even after my balls were empty and she had wilted beneath me, I still kept fucking until my cock was hard again.
This time I fed her my tongue to keep her noises in check as I jackhammered her pussy to multiple orgasms, one of which set me off.
By the time I pulled out of her I was back to feeling human again, or as close to that shit as I was capable of. “Tell your mother to bring my son.” I didn’t want my kid out of my sight for the foreseeable future.
I stayed inside while she went down to get him a half an hour later. If I saw her mom before I did mine there would be hell to pay and I wasn’t in the mood.
I got the two of them together and called a cab to take us to the dealer in town. First order of business was getting us some rides.
I’d been buying her shit in my head as soon as I knew about the settlement. I was a little suspicious about the ease with which it had been reached and the quickness.
I had the feeling it had something to do with the fact that I’d been a decorated war vet before they fucked me over and they thought pacifying me would keep me quiet. No such luck.
My son was excited that I let him choose my ride, which was a Chevy truck, one of those monsters that looks like it would mow down anything in its path.
We had to go elsewhere for his mom’s. I already knew what she was getting. It’s one of the safest things on the road, the shit the private military types drive in the desert.
It was bright red, and fun like her. She’d been quiet ever since I put a beating on her pussy but she came alive when she got behind the wheel.
I followed her home in my new truck with my son next to me in the passenger seat, looking like every ten year old boy should. Proud of his dad.
We saw a few people I knew who were surprised to see me out, but who all welcomed me with genuine smiles and I was beginning to feel like I was really home.
It was one of these people who set me on the path to finding out the truth about what happened to me, right out of left field.
I stopped into the tackle shop to buy some bait, thinking I’d call up the boys and take my son with me for a day of fishing.