The Dadaji barked at the Beta-Potte ordering him to beseech him while drilling the Beta-Potte’s ass. The Dadaji’s balls were swinging back and for...h pelting the Potte’s ass crack and the Beta-Potte’s nutsac was getting squished each time the Dadaji pierced his asshole. The Beta-Potte was oozing substantially and his uncut dick was flaccid with his foreskin hiding his dick cap. The Beta arched his back. The Dada was working the Beta’s prostate and the Beta’s cock began to stiffen again until he. Can I lick it?" she teased. I was rock hard as my girl licked her daddy's dick clean and sucked it down her hot throat. "It tastes salty, Daddy."I pulled her up and jammed my tongue in her mouth and tasted my cum. I got hard again and was ready for more of my sweet girl. I was aiming for a nice piece of ass. I positioned her on the low coffee table on all fours. She presented her cute little ass to me."You and your wife have a thing for girls like me, don't you?"I looked at my wife who shrugged. I could feel his knees buckle just a bit as I did it once more, this time, just a bit harder. I wanted to let him know exactly who was in control. His precum was leaking and he kept saying, Oh shit, dont stop, that feels so good so I knew he was ready for everything I had to give. I took his dick in my mouth and swallowed him whole, the head of his dick deep in my throat. I grabbed his ass just as he tried to push me away. He never wants to cum before me so his instinct is always to make me. Any moral scaffolding he has left collapses in a duet of moans and grunts, followed by passionate kissing, the sensuous feel and sweet aroma of bare, wet skin and terms of endearment cooed softly in the hazy light of an early fall afternoon. ‘You’ve spoiled me, Ben,’ she says. Her head rests on his chest, her body wrapped in his arms. ‘I just hope the guilt thing is behind you, and we can do this again soon, can keep doing it because lord knows I need it. I haven’t been made love to like that.