“Shit, this dick’s tearing me up,” dad grunted, hips rolling to take it all. Their bodies were slick with sweat, gleaming under the light, dad’s ass bouncing fast on Rex’s thick cock, cheeks spreading wide with every drop. Gay porn He shoved me off his lap, then bending me over the bed, doggy-style, my hands fisting the sheets. “Fuck, pound my hole, you bastard!” Dad’s moans grew loud and raw. Our usual fun didn’t skip a beat. Yes, on Sundays, our bodies were moving together, a symphony of moans and gasps, each of us taking and giving in equal pleasure. It was a system that worked, a testament to the respect and care we all had for one another.We all got a good handle on each other’s sexual cravings—I could hold off cumming for days when busy with work, but Rex needed to get off every single day. “Smell it deep, you fucker.” We kept at it, our sweaty bodies tangled, pits and holes, every thrust and lick pulling us deeper into the mess.Rex went all in, pounding up into me with relentless force, his thick cock driving deep in a rhythm that had me floating on pure ecstasy. Officially, Rex and I became boyfriends.
