Left Alone With His Father

"Damn you're a fine piece of ass," Tyrones dad snarled, stroking your leg again. Each stroke got close and close to your pussy,

"Thankyou sir," you replied softly,

"Does my son treat you well?

"I think so sir,"

He smiled, he took your hand, and placed it over his crotch, you started rubbing it.

"I can treat you well too," he smiled,

"I don't doubt it sir!" You started to tremble, hia hand has reached your panties, and his thick fingers were now rubbing your pussy through the fabric. You were growing wet.

His other hand unbuttoned his trousers, allowing him to fish his dick out.

"It's so big!", you gasped in awe of the beast he'd revealed to you, you placed your dainty hand around it, or what you could, and started to slowly stroke, "We shouldn't be doing this," you whimpered,

"Then stop," he smiled, pulling his hand away from your pussy, you missed it,

You didn't let go of his beast, "Please, don't stop sir." You ashamedly mumbled,

He just smiled and returned his hand to your aching cunt. And then started kissing you. Your brain was firing a million words per second, you were tying to think straight, but you couldn't.This man assaulted your pussy and mouth simultaneously, and you were stroking a big dick. The kind of situation you didn't want.

Or did you, you did come here after all, knowing full well what you were doing, and how you dressed. The toilet flushes