Page 23 of Claimed By My Ex's Dad & His Friend

She pouts, which warrants another swat of her ass. I like the way she giggles and flinches when I spank her. Bet it will feel even better when she’s riding my cock.

Easing her onto my shaft, I show her how she can tilt her hips, pump up and down, or hold still and let me move.

Her hands rest on my shoulders and she has trouble keeping her eyes open. Slaps to her ass make her pussy contract and her nipples tighten. They also channel her straight to orgasm.

When her breaths even out, I ask, “Want to turn around, see how a different position feels?”

“Don’t you need to come?”

“I will baby. Every stroke of your pussy on my dick is like heaven.”

She notices that Elijah’s been gone for a few minutes so I let her in on what I suspect he’s doing. “Guys never want to blow their load right away. He’s probably jacking off to ease some of his need. Don’t worry, one look at you and he’ll be rock hard again, with better hang time though.”

Helping her spin around, I balance her by holding her waist. She bounces on my cock, her youth and vigor playing to her advantage. For me, it’s all about stamina and teaching my little princess how she should be treated.

Watching her ass jiggle as she takes my dick, I’m closer and closer to release. “Can I show you something?”

“Anything.” Her breaths are growing heavy. She has to be nearing release.

I want to drive this one home. Easing a hand between her legs, I find her clit and rub. Her head drops back, her hair falling farther down her back, her ass rippling with each gasp as I impale her sweet pussy.

She’s mine. She’s ours. My heart is so full. Just like my balls.

I fist her hair, keeping her head tugged back. I wish I had a picture of her splayed on my lap while she flies impossibly close to ecstasy. I’ll have to get Elijah to film us some time.

The pulse of her walls around my cock drags my release from me. Streams of cum shoot inside of her. It’s already dripping onto my lap when she breaks.

I’m only faintly aware that Elijah says something.

“Jayce, oh my god.” Her hand clasps over mine as her body lurches forward, her hair slipping from my fingers.

I force my eyes open so I can regrasp it, pull her back into my chest, but my gaze settles past her, across the room…on Brett.

His camera is in his hand.

Elijah throws a pillow in front of Madison and I catch it, holding it in place, knowing it’s not doing enough.

“Get the fuck out of here,” I yell, clutching Madison to my chest.

Madison must open her eyes. She wiggles to get away but I hold her close. There’s nowhere to hide. My asshole son just needs to be a decent human being and look away. He never wanted her when he had her. It’s too late now.

I grab a throw blanket from the other end of the couch and drape it in front of Madison while her pussy continues to milk the last of my seed.

Elijah storms to the doorway where Brett hasn’t moved and stands between us. He’d be more intimidating if he had pants on. I can’t imagine what’s going through Brett’s mind, or Madison’s.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’ll get rid of him.”

Elijah backs Brett onto the porch and closes the door.

I make sure she’s wrapped in the blanket, then pull my pants up.

Rage burns through me that once again we’ve been interrupted. Once again, she’s going to do something besides let my seed take hold and put a baby in her. Once again, I have to spend a second away from her.

“I’ll be right back.”

“I’m so sorry.” She’s scrambling to get her dress on.

I grab her upper arms, hold her so she has to look into my eyes. “It’s not your fault.”

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