He sits on your face

Your Dad pulls away, continually grinning at you. It wasn't until he turned around and began backing up that you realised what he was doing. Before you could say anything, you're buried beneath the weight of your Dad's hairy arse.

"If you want to fuck me, loosen me up a little." he says, lightly shaking his butt on your face.

You inhaled deeply. He may have only recently showered, but the inescapable smell of pure man filled your nostrils. You were dazed by the intoxicating smell, savouring the scent for as long as possible. After an impatient grunt from your father, you slipped your tongue out, making contact with his taint. You both groaned in satisfaction. Every movement you made today was completing a sexual fantasy you never dreamed of having the chance to act out. You began to drag your tongue up and down your Dad's hairy taint. From the panting and moaning he was letting out, you confidently assumed he was enjoying it. As you licked up his crack, your tongue slipped into a forest of hair, finding his untouched hole.

"Oh fuck!" Dad cried, bouncing on your face, "Do that again!"

Flicking your tongue again, your dad squealed in pleasurable joy. Somehow, even his slutty squeals sounded manly. You began focusing on his rosebud, slowly opening him up with your tongue. After some determined drilling, your muscle slipped inside his. The older man gasped in shock.

"Fuck son!" he cried, grinding his ass down on your face, "I don't think I can wait much longer! Get your cock in me!"