The Father Wasn’t Like the Son

Image by Victoria_rt from Pixabay

“God that feels so good. Don’t stop,” I moaned as Justin pumped his cock into me and my orgasm started to peak.

“I’m coming,” he announced behind me as I groaned my disapproval. “Can’t hold it back.”

His thrusts became wilder, and I braced my hands against the headboard hoping I’d finish with him. I was wrong.

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K.C.

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Casey Holt — Writer. Photographer. Born wanderer with a gypsy soul.