Strait to BJ

"Daddy... I want to suck your cock," Jack moaned.

"What?" Jim asked.

Jack said nothing, just pulled dad's zipper down. As Jim bent forward Jack took his father's cock in his mouth. He felt his father's hands on the back of his head and realized that dad was still rubbing his neck.

"Oh God baby..."

He was going to make dad come in his mouth. That was all Jack was thinking as he sucked.

Jim suddenly pulled Jack's hair and pushed his cock deep into Jack's throat. Jack gagged, **** on his dad's meat.

"You're gonna learn to take it, you little whore."

Dad pulled out of Jack's mouth and shoved him to the ground. He knelt over Jack, who tried to crawl away.

"Get on your knees bitch!" Jim barked.

Jack did as he was told, kneeling in front of his father. He felt dad's hands on his hips. He placed his hands atop his father's hairy thighs.

"Take my cock you slut," Jim grunted.

Jack took his father's cock and began to stroke. His father's breathing became heavy and then he groaned. He shot a load that hit Jack's face and he eagerly licked it off his lips.

"Good boy, daddy's fuckdoll," Jim said. "You're better than your mom."