Page 62 of My Soul for Sale

“Ok–AYY!” she cries as I pull her clit between my teeth.

I release her little bundle, only to lap at her like a dying man in the desert. Bringing my right hand up, I dip two fingers into her tight hole and begin to fuck her with them.

“Shit. God. Yes,” she pants as I eat her pussy like a man possessed, making sure I curl my fingers inside of her to rub against that perfect spot.

Her hips start to move on their own, grinding against my face, and I smile against her core as I lick and suck at her clit.

“I’m gonna come. Dammit, this is fast. Fuck!” She grips the sheets as her back arches up off the bed and screams.

I continue to lick her through her orgasm in long, languid movements.

When she comes down from her high, I pop from between her thighs, crawling up her body to give her a quick peck and then I hurry to the shower with a boner from hell.

“Dick!” she calls, giggling as I leave her on the bed.

“You’re gonna get this dick when I’m clean and out of the shower!” I shut the door and shed my clothes, getting in the shower and hurrying through my routine like it’s an Olympic event.

I quickly shut off the water, step out, and grab a towel. As I rub it over my skin, I hear it.

Sloane's whimper.

Dad. He must have heard Sloane and hurried back upstairs, only to find her lying on the bed like the present she is. Naked and blissed out.

I open the door and stand in the threshold, taking in the scene.

My dad is lying on the bed while Sloane is on top of him, rocking her hips back and forth as she rides his dick. He’s pinching and tugging at her nipples as she picks up speed.

She looks like a fucking goddess.

I got her all ready and warmed up and he sneaks in and takes advantage of my work.

With a hand wrapped around my cock, I stroke myself as I step over to the bed and climb onto the bed behind Sloane.

I push her down so she’s leaned over and I can see her holes better.

Positioning myself at her entrance, I push my mushroom head slowly inside, beside my dad’s.

“Oooh!” she mewls at the feeling of her little hole being stretched.

“Atlas,” he warns, feeling that I’m pushing into her pussy.

“I got her ready and you stole my hole. So share or get out.”

“I am no—” he starts but Sloane kisses him.

“Shut up and fuck me, Rip,” she murmurs against his lips.

He gives no more argument as he sucks a nipple into his mouth and I begin to thrust in and out.

It’s a little weird to know my dick is rubbing against my dad’s, but the feeling of her pussy strangling us and the added friction has me shoving that thought out of my mind.

I slap her ass cheek and my dick jerks inside of her as I watch her ass jiggle.

Dad starts driving up into her in alternate movements from me.

Sloane moans loudly and my dad chuckles.

“You like that, baby? You like knowing that both mine and my son’s cocks are inside you?”

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