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(Featured image: Megan Vaughn)

Even before his dick had sprouted 3 more inches, it was always able to overpower his porn-clogged gooner brain. And even though he was definitely about to get his head ripped from his shoulders by a father built like a silverback gorilla, he couldn't resist trying to get one more nut off.

David stupidly held the large man's gaze, and stuffed Valerie's lips all the way down to his musty nutsack. She blew twin streams of bubbly slime from her nostrils into his crusty pubes, and soaked his asshole with another jet of hot bile from deep in her throat. In response, David started rocking his hips against her face.

"Who the hell are you?" Val's dad paced around the couches, thick arms stretching the sleeves of his polo even though it had to be a double-XL. He loomed over the dead man emptying his daughter's stomach all over the Italian leather sofa.

"Uh, David," the head-shaved moron gawped up at a pencil-thin mustache, which seemed out of place on a face that looked like a paving stone with dark little eyes painted on it.

"And what the fuck are you doing here?" He looked down at his little Nubian princess, as she spilled hot froth down her neck and between her tits. The front of her dress was soaked – probably ruined.

"I… used to work, w-with Val. But uh…"

"You're the guy she got fired, huh? One that was walkin' her home?"

David swallowed hard, and nodded. Well-manicured hands scraped at his thighs as his sexy throat-puppet steadily ran out of oxygen. He waited for her dad to grab him by his own throat – lift him overhead and throw him through the window into the bustling traffic below.

The ogre of a man shook his head. "I told her she was gonna regret that. Little skanks these days think they can just tease everyone and get away with it."

Something broke in David's head and his brain deflated. He didn't even know if he COULD die in Blowjob Heaven, but he knew he'd rather not find out.

"She's got all kinds chasin' her around, always flauntin' that tight ass and then actin' surprised when they won't leave her alone." He dropped his stony eyes to his daughter's quivering shape struggling between David's knees, and sucked his teeth. "Can't even swallow a dick right, got that shit from your momma."

Val started getting frantic, and with the execution called off, David let her up for a few breaths.

"GGHHUUUHHH," she wheeze-rasped, then her whole body shook as she hacked up drool and precum from her lungs. Her eyes were puffy and pink, and her cute little nose was spilling like a stringy faucet. "Dha- KAFF… Daddy!"

"Didn't I say you'd regret it? Teasing all these boys? That's what happens. And now look at you," he stooped and tugged her soggy sundress down to reveal silky, purple cups bundling her tits together. "Got your nice bra all stained and gross – ain't no wonder you never have any savings."

David's eyes flew like lightning to the wet, brown cleavage jiggling with every hacking cough. He'd never seen Val's tits, and they were near the top of his fuck-it list.

"Ah… My bad, didn't mean to mess up the good underwear – let's get that outta the way," he lurched forward and started trying to twist the garment over her head.

"No, David – you have to-"

"Would you shut the fuck up," he snapped and swatted her hands away, then winced when he remembered her dad. But the big guy seemed to be on his side. Val did shut the fuck up, and David finished yanking the plush cups over her head to pull awkwardly against the back of her neck.

The fleshy, dark orbs dangling over the front of her sloppy dress were magnificent. He poked and pawed at them like a mesmerized cat discovering a water balloon for the first time.

"I'm g… I'm gonna fuck 'em…" he mumbled aloud, more a statement of disbelief than anything. Val sighed, with her bra hitched under her armpits and tugging her head forward to stare at David's thick meat and her own smelly shame.

The pale idiot leaned forward, pushing her shoulders back and losing his balance so that he fumbled to the floor on top of her. He straddled his way up to her chest as she tried to untangle her legs beneath her curvy ass cheeks.

"Holy shit…" he lifted the milky soft fuckmeat around his shaft and gazed at the large, shiny nipples while starting to grind his hips. His hairy ass cheeks dragged along her sternum, and the bulbous head of his over-excited prick tapped the underside of her chin. Was it bigger than when they started?

"They're nice, right? Gets them from her momma, too." Her dad folded his arms and watched her tits get squashed and basted with dick and throat slime. David wondered if he'd had a taste, himself.

"Open your mouth," David breathed raggedly, tugging her head up and letting one of her tits flop back down onto her ribs. "Fuck – hold these, too."

Begrudgingly, Val cupped her slippery milkers and tried to keep them sandwiched around David's dick, while he grabbed hold of her hair and started thrusting between her lips. He never would have had the length for that before, but it seemed like the hornier he was, the longer and thicker he got.

"Oh my… fucking… GOD," he shouted, unable to process what he was seeing – what he was experiencing. He ground his ass harder against her chest, her mouth making little popping sounds as the head of his meat disappeared in and out of it more quickly.

It was hard to breathe, and her neck hurt, but this was her purpose – every woman took that as a given in BJ heaven. Without ever wondering why.

"Fuck… fuck… fuck…" David panted, as if narrating his to-do list for the foreseeable future. His cock was filling more and more of Val's mouth, without him having scooted forward. He was too dumb and horny to do math, but it was probably edging past 13 inches, thick as a cucumber.

It felt like his balls were inflating beneath him. And were they… sloshing? That would be ridiculous – who the fuck cared, anyway? This was the hottest thing he'd ever done. Kristi had been great, but Val had had it coming.

"I'm gonna f… oh fuck… I'm fucking gonna…" He roughly jerked her head toward him, tweaking her neck and making her gargle-cry around his shaft. The beefy tip was jabbing the fleshy doorway to her throat, leaking precum like a busted pipe. His own mouth formed a silent "O" and his eyes flared to take the unforgettable moment all in.

It felt like ****-laced sunshine was pouring from his guts to his dick to the back of Val's throat, and the stunned little hottie struggled not to drown. Thick, globby spunk battered her tonsils and flooded her mouth, quickly spilling over her lips and drenching her chest. A yellow-white river of spooge pooled in her cleavage and drained over his shaft.

"GGHHLLBHHH– HNMFFTHH!!" While shaking her head and trying to escape the cummy avalanche, she choked and blew a mess of it from her nostrils all over David's thighs. He guffawed at the sight – the sexy, too-good-for-you bitch from work was blowing snot rockets of his jizz all over her well-fucked tits.

He felt what had to be the 20th and final glug of hot cum spurt from his slit, and shoved her head away so that it bounced off the tile floor. She hacked and spewed, trying desperately to clear her lungs, and David regretted a little that he hadn't saved some for her face. She let go of her tits and his dick sprang up, launching a gluey strand into her hair -- topping off the beautiful afterglow he was feeling in his belly.