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Dominanted by my son's bully 11

Author: F. Ammy
last update publish date: 2026-10-27 19:46:59

The dual invasion made her eyes flutter. Lesnar kept pounding into her from behind in a steady, powerful rhythm while Henry used her mouth with short, controlling thrusts that pushed against the back of her throat.

Catherine bobbed her head the best she could. She was pushing her hips back to meet Lesnar’s heavy strokes while sliding her lips up and down Henry’s thick shaft.

The wet, filthy sounds of being taken from both ends filled the room. The heavy slap of Lesnar’s body against her ass,
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  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   FINAL

    “Ahhhh! I’m dying!” Catherine cried out, still vibrating beneath him. Henry only pushed her legs higher toward her chest and drove into her harder. He knew the difference between real distress and the desperate edge of too much pleasure. Her first orgasm did not make him lose control. It had only made him hungrier.“You’re so fucking sweet to fuck,” he groaned, hips slamming forward without mercy.After several more brutal thrusts he finally pulled out. Catherine’s empty pussy clenched around nothing, the swollen folds visibly open and glistening. Henry leaned down at once, mouth sealing over her, sucking and licking up the thick wetness that spilled from her. The sudden, soft heat of his tongue after the hard fucking made her hips jerk.He didn’t waste any time. He gripped her waist, flipped her onto her stomach, and dragged her hips up until she was on her knees, face pressed into the couch. He slammed back into her in one deep stroke, which made her cry out again.Henry locked both

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   Dominanted by my son's bully 12

    She picked up exactly where she had left off, bouncing her ass on Henry’s cock with renewed hunger. Her waist moved with surprising flexibility, snapping in a fast, fluid rhythm that made Lesnar’s eyes lock onto her. He stood a few feet away, slowly stroking his thick cock while he watched Henry’s long, glistening shaft disappear and reappear between her stretched folds.Catherine rode him like she had done it a hundred times. Her hips were rolling effortlessly, ass cheeks clapping softly against Henry's crotch, the wet sound of their joined bodies growing louder with every drop. Her breasts bounced heavily with the motion. Soft, broken moans spilled from her open mouth.“Ohhh… fuck… ahhh… yes…”Henry’s hands cracked across her ass again and again, the sharp spanks mixing with the wet slap of her riding him. Each impact left a stinging heat that only made her move faster.“That’s it, you nasty single mum,” he groaned, watching her ride him. “Look at you bouncing on my long cock like

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   Dominanted by my son's bully 11

    The dual invasion made her eyes flutter. Lesnar kept pounding into her from behind in a steady, powerful rhythm while Henry used her mouth with short, controlling thrusts that pushed against the back of her throat. Catherine bobbed her head the best she could. She was pushing her hips back to meet Lesnar’s heavy strokes while sliding her lips up and down Henry’s thick shaft. The wet, filthy sounds of being taken from both ends filled the room. The heavy slap of Lesnar’s body against her ass, the slick glide of his cock in and out of her soaked pussy, and the soft, gagging noises each time Henry pressed deeper into her throat made the room hot. Lesnar tightened his grip on her hips, and angled his thrusts so the head of his cock dragged firmly against that sensitive front wall with every stroke. Catherine’s moans vibrated around Henry’s dick as she pushed her ass back harder, silently begging for more, while her mouth stayed open for Henry. “That’s it. Take it,” Henry muttered, lo

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   Dominated by my son's bully 10

    Lesnar rested his hand at the back of Catherine’s head, fingers threading through her hair as she continued to work his cock with wet, eager suction. She sucked him like a woman who had been paid for it. He watched every inch of his thick shaft disappear between her stretched lips and then reappear, glistening with her saliva. The sight alone made his cock throb harder. The hottest part was not just how good her mouth felt. It was the knowledge that the woman on her knees was old enough to be his mother. That age gap, the wrongness of it, only made him thicker in her throat.After several long minutes he pulled free with a wet pop. Catherine’s lips were swollen and shiny. Lesnar lifted his heavy cock upward, exposing the tight sac beneath.“Suck my balls.” He ordered.She did not hesitate. She leaned in and took one into her mouth, sucking gently at first, then with more pressure, while both hands stroked the two hard cocks in front of her. Lesnar groaned low in his chest. "Fuck. Th

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   Dominated by my son's bully 9

    She wrapped her lips around the swollen head of Henry’s cock and sucked gently, drawing the bead of precum onto her tongue. It was warm and slightly salty. The thick shaft felt rigid against her lips as she took more of him, sliding down until her mouth stretched around the first few inches. Henry’s head tipped back. “Ohhhh… fuck. Just like that.”Catherine held the base of his cock with one hand, steadying the heavy length, and began to move. She sucked in slow, wet strokes, cheeks hollowing as she drew upward, then pushed back down. Spit quickly coated the shaft. She kept her eyes lowered, focusing on the thick vein that ran along the underside, on the way the head flared against her tongue each time she took him deeper. She knew what she was doing. She was sucking her son's bully's dick. She wasn't supposed to be doing that, but she couldn't stop. Lesnar shifted off the couch and dropped to his knees between her spread thighs. Strong hands pushed her legs wider until she was full

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   Dominated by my son's bully 8

    “Fuck. You’re soaking my fingers even more, Mrs. Catherine,” Lesnar whispered against her ear. His middle finger slid slowly along her slick folds, soaking his fingers with more of the wetness that kept spilling from her. “You’re definitely enjoying this more than I thought. You’re going to mess up our couch with how wet you are.”Catherine’s eyes stayed tightly closed. Shame burned across her face, but her legs only opened wider, giving him all the space he needed. When his finger slowed, a soft, frustrated sound escaped her throat. She wanted to tell him to keep going, to rub her harder, but the words refused to form. Instead her hips moved on their own. She arched upward, pressing her pussy against his hand, chasing the pressure she was about to loose.Lesnar smiled and kissed the side of her neck, while his finger resumed its steady strokes. “You are such a naughty mum,” he murmured. “Pushing your pussy against my finger like that. Is that how badly you want it inside you?”Henry

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