Cuckold's Dad, Busty Bride's Daddy
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The passionate kiss almost stung worse than him cumming inside his wife Jason thought. Ivana was returning the kiss passionately as she grinded her own hips at the cock that was softening inside of her.
He pulled away and Ivana reluctantly let go. She wanted to embrace that kiss forever in that moment, but she was snapped to reality when her husband’s father ripped his cock out of her.
She screamed out in pleasure and shuddered before orgasming one last time. Her body was frozen spread eagle in front of both Jason and his father. His father had put his hand on his shoulder with his cock still on display. His bride’s cum still leaking from it.
“You see son. It’s the survival of the fittest that are allowed to have what they want. “
Jason couldn’t respond. He had no words as he could tell that Ivana was drunk with lust herself. She was staring up at his own father the way she should be staring up at him.
epilogue
Jason couldn’t believe how life was beginning to shape up for himself. His father had just buried himself into his wife the night before and he still hadn’t even been that intimate with her.
She laid there passed out while his father sat on a chair next to the bed with another drink in his hand. He seemed proud of himself the way he destroyed the tight snatch of his son’s bride.
Jason was bitter and resentful towards his father. However, above all else, he knew he had to be obedient if he wanted to live the luxurious lifestyle he wanted.
“Son. I’ve got a proposition for you.”, his father seemed to be in a good mood.
“What’s your proposition sir?”
It personally pleased his father when he showed such respect to him and he could tell he acknowledged it.
“You both are moving in with me now. I need some company and have money and you both have no money.”, He made it sound like a pretty good deal.
Jason knew he had to accept so he did, but still had to ask, “And if I say no?”
His father looked over at him. He had sized him up his whole life. His son was very weak and predictable. The evil in his eyes and the confident way he spoke in return would haunt Jason for the rest of his life.
“You won’t.”