Page 42 of Falling for My Dad's Best Friend

“Well, I was just wondering,” she said softly. “But maybe if we name the baby after my parents, Linda if she’s a girl, Ray is she’s a boy, maybe they’ll come around a little quicker then.”

I guffawed, squeezing one big boob before moving down to her soft belly. The brunette was just a little poochy, partly from eating well, and partly from the baby within. But I was adamant about the name thing.

“Are you shitting me? No fucking way, no way are we calling our baby Linda or Ray, they were so fucking abusive to you this morning. Besides, those are lame names, throwbacks from the 70’s. No fucking way.”

Mandy let out a giggle then.

“Oh I don’t think so,” she teased, gripping my stiffening dick in a small hand. “I don’t think they’re bad names. Besides, we don’t have to use the names exactly. Maybe Lindy or Lindsay if she’s a girl, or Rayleen maybe? What do you think?” she murmured persuasively.

But I couldn’t reply because Mandy had my cock in her mouth now and I was hard as a diamond, dying to get deeper into those depths.

“Oh fuck baby, what you do to me,” I moaned. “Fuck fuck fuck, give me that vag.”

But Mandy looked up and giggled, boobies swaying as she licked the underside of my rod with her tongue, tracing the pulsing vein along the bottom.

“I’ll give you my vag,” she moaned throatily. “And also my mouth.”

Because the brunette began rotating between the two. She’d do a couple sucks on my dick, and then let it pop out of her mouth before sliding down my fuckrod, moaning, boobies bouncing as that pink pussy spread on my dick, cushioning me in her depths. It was so fucking good I thought the top of my head was going to pop off, I’d have a heart attack, the fucking was so amazing.

And evidently Mandy agreed.

“Mmm, you feel incredible,” she moaned, riding me, giant breasts swaying gently as I pulsed within her canal. “Mmm, Mr. Parker you’re so big.”

And I groaned then, chest and abs tight, dick so hard it could poke through metal. Because this is the girl for me. Mandy, whose cherries I popped, is now teaching me. The tables have been turned. Now the brunette fucks my dick whenever she wants, rotating between her ass, pussy and mouth, even doing two at a time, the way she was currently. And as I moaned again, the brunette slipped off my dick and went back on her hands and knees, catching my penis between her lips for another long, slow suck, cheeks hollowing like a vacuum.

I grunted, a slight spurt of sperm pulsing into her mouth, giving her a taste of male cream. Because oh yeah, I was putty in Mandy’s hands, this woman owns me, one hundred percent, up, down, and all around. The brunette is my lover, my girlfriend, my soon to be fiancée, and hopefully my wife in the near future. It started out as a crazy, illicit fling while her parents were away, but it’s grown into so much more. It’s a real relationship, and even though Linda and Ray haven’t come around yet, I know they will. They love their daughter too much, and with a grandchild soon to make an appearance, my buddy and his wife will relent.

So yeah, I fucked my best friend’s daughter. I drilled that virgin pussy, I took that tiny ass when they weren’t looking. But you know what? Mandy is more than that, much, much more. The brunette is my lover, my confidante, my everything, the white to my black, the yin to my yang … and nobody will ever take her away from me now.

THE END

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