“Oh, God damn, Lexy,” Mr. Johnson moaned.
I was slowly, sensually kissing and licking my way up my best friend (and roommate)’s dad’s cock.
If you missed my first story with Mr. Johnson, it’s right here. And my follow up story is right here.
As soon as Becca, Mr. Johnson’s daughter, left for her shift at the hospital, I texted her dad.
Now, he was on his back on my bed with his cock in my mouth and moaning my name.
I stared Mr. Johnson in his eyes as I slowly eased my lips over his big knob and then went to work. Inch by inch, I used my lips and tongue to massage his cock. His whole whole torso shook as I fit his cock into my throat.
“Oh, shit!” He groaned loudly. I spread my legs and slipped two fingers into my pussy as I throated him.
I wanted to taste his cum. So I slid my mouth up, then quickly plunged down the whole of it again. Then repeated. Up and down. Up and down, I plunged as I fucked Mr. J’s cock with my mouth while absolutely finger blasting my pussy. Mr. Johnson arched his back as his first spurt of jizz nearly choked me, spraying with force against my tonsils.