Fucking friends father 3

He jumped a bit as she wrapped a hand around him, probably because her hands were freezing. His dick was of average length, but incredibly thick. she flicked her tongue against his tip, licking the underside of his shaft lightly before twirling her tongue around his tip. She heard Mr. Lesnar gasp and she continued to lick his smooth dick, coating him with her saliva until it was glistening. Once it was wet, she took his tip in her mouth and sucked gently. Mr. Lesnar groaned and she slide him in her mouth a bit more. she sucked him a little more, stroking his wet dick with her other hand as she bobbed her head teasingly on him. Each time she moved on his dick, she let it slide a little further in her mouth, until she had as much as she could handle, which she was proud to say was most of it. She glanced up. Mr. Lesnar's hands were resting on the back of her head, and his eyes were squeezed shut. she kept sucking on his dick, raising her other hand to gently rub his balls. The second she touched them, Mr. Lesnar groaned and pushed her head further on his dick. she started to gag as he hit the back of her throat, her nose buried in his dark hair. He stopped pushing her head and she pulled back, gasping, and looked up at him. He opened his mouth, and she was sure he was about to apologize when she giggled and went right back to sucking his dick.

He let her suck him for a couple more minutes before he gently pulled her away. she let his dick fall out of her mouth with a pop, and looked up at him. He was looking at her, and reached down to help her to her feet.

"That's not the first time you've done that," he stated.

she laughed. "Mr. Lesnar, you didn't think I was a virgin, did you?"

He blushed, looking down. she reached up and started lifting the hem of his shirt. He let her take it off him, so they were both standing naked in his daughter's room. "I imagined you were," he finally said. "I've thought about... about this... for a long time."

she was a little shocked at his admission, but she giggled. she hadn't been a virgin for a few years now. "What did you think about, Mr. Lesnar?" she asked, looking at him with the best innocent look she could muster as she stood even closer to him.

He reached out and put his hands on her slim hips, pulling her body close to him. she had started to warm up a bit, but she was still fairly cold from the rain, and his warm skin felt wonderful against her. "I think you can call me lesnar now, you know," he said.

She had known Mr. Lesnar for years, but never called him by his  name with putting Mr. So she giggled, let a hand trail down to his dick, and squeezed it gently. "Okay, Lesnar," she said.

He groaned and leaned down, brushing his lips against hers softly. she let go of his dick and wrapped her hands around his neck and shoulders, pulling him closer to her as they kissed. she could feel his dick pressed against her stomach, hard against her, and she sighed softly. He ground against her a bit, rolling his hips and moving his lips to her neck, burying his head against her shoulder as he just rubbed his dick against her. The thought that he was enjoying it so much was making her even wetter.

"I should take you to my room," he whispered, his voice muffled against her skin.

she shook her head vigorously. "Let's stay in here," she replied, taking a step backwards and pulling him towards Kelly's bed. "Don't you think it'll be fun, Mr. St... I mean, Lesnar?" She sat down on her bed, craning her head to look up at him. "I think it's so sexy, you fucking me on your daughter's bed. Didn't you say you imagined this?"

He laughed and got on the bed, pushing her on her back and kissing her neck again. "I didn't say what I imagined," he said, as he moved his lips down her neck and against her breasts. "I imagined licking your entire body as you squirmed underneath me. I imagined stripping off that little bikini you always wear when you and Kelly go into the hot tub." His lips were just above her nipple, and each time he talked, they brushed against it. "I imagined fucking you for your first time ever, feeling that tight little virgin hole wrapped around my fat dick."

she moaned at his words, and gasped as he started to suck her nipple. He fondled her other breast with his other hand, pinching that nipple each time he raked his teeth against the one in his mouth. Each moment of attention he paid to her nipples caused her clitoris to throb, until she could hardly take it anymore and tried to reach down to rub herself.

He grabbed her hands and pushed them next to her, then started to kiss down her stomach. she trembled in excitement every moment his mouth got nearer to her pussy, until he started to lick the juices that had dripped onto her legs.

"Please, Mr. Lesnar," She gasped. His mouth was so close to her clit that she was struggling to grind against him.

"I like hearing you beg," He whispered. "But I told you to call me Lesnar. Now what do you want?