He really fucks John

John had given his father an order, to fuck him hard till he came and his father didn't take that lightly. John's father continued for another 20 minutes eking out another orgasm from his wife, his herculean stamina once again proving too much for his wife. It was very rare for John's dad to last any less than 20 mins and while he did curse that he could never have a quickie, every time he saw his wife cumming multiple times per session, he knew it was worth it.

John was barely hanging on, his brain thoroughly turned to mush from the intensity of the fucking, he was loving it for sure but he couldn't focus on anything but the pleasure his dad could have fucked him for 30 minutes or 30,000 years and John couldn't have told you how long he'd been fucked for. Eventually after some unknown amount of time for John, his father said something, what he said John could not tell you his dad may as well have spoken in Chinese, because John was simply lost in the pleasure. Speaking of pleasure John's orgasmed again as he felt his father explode inside him, John was able to put together that what his father said must had been an announcement that he was gonna cum, which was good that John was able to piece that together his father hadn't completely broke his brain. John came his mind lost to the pleasure, even after his father had pulled out he was still coming down.

Eventually John's brain made a full recovery and he could think straight, he had truly been fucked. John didn't know how his father was able to do that to him, but deep down in his heart of hearts he wanted that to happen again, sooner rather than later. On shaky legs John got up and went to his parents on suite he cleaned himself up much like last night however John did not taste his fathers cum this time regretting this choice all things considered as he did think that would have gone down a treat, especially in his brain broken state. Much like last night John was worn out from his father and again fell into a deep dreamless sleep.