Jameson woke up from on top of his wife as the the bright moon shot through their glass window. He slowly leaned himself off her. " I don't know which one I like more, that pussy or fire head," he said while biting his lip. Jameson knew when he got Karie like this, he could do anything to get his pleasure. Shit, if he wanted to wake her ass up and make her go make him a sandwich, he could. As a matter of fact, he was yearning for some food. He was starving after pounding that pussy all night long. Jameson felt his dick growing stone hard as he thought about how she took that nine inch while getting her clit toyed with. Yeah, she loved that shit. That shit made her pussy squirt like the whole on a dolphins back. His dick grew harder. "Ahhh, fuck," he moaned as he stood up and stared at Karie. The blood was pumping viscously as his dick throbbed.
He was going to hit that soak pussy one more time, but he needed some food and energy. Jameson grabbed his belt. Jameson didn't have any intentions hurting his wife, but he loved making her sweet ass red, he loved seeing her cry while he fucked and man handled her. Jameson held his belt in one hand and grabbed Karie off the couch. Karie bounced up, almost frightened as if she saw a ghost. "Shhh, daddy got you, " he said as he led her to their big kitchen. Karie looked a pathetic mess, but that was okay because that's how Jameson liked it. He wanted to know he was stroking that pussy and G-spot right. Jameson grabbed the handkerchief off their granite counter. He bagged himself up onto the counter as well as Karie. Jameson put the belt down and pulled through Karies hair and said while swerving his wet tounge around her ear," We don't won't you waking the kids up, do we?"
Karie didn't speak, she just bit her lip and whined for his thick,long meat because she knew that meant he was about to bust that shit open until her legs were shaking and she was begging for mercy, literally. Jameson didn't like it when she didn't answer. So Jameson rode his dick inside her until it couldn't go any further. " AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," Karie screamed, " take it out big daddy," she said as wailed her head back in desperation, " take it out baby, that's feels TOO good, imma explode all over you. "Don't act like you don't like that, you wasn't saying that shit when you snuck me in yo' damn house, not to mention, yo' daddy was in the next room. Bust on my shit baby, I want you too, show me how much you like this sweet fucking meat. Show daddy how much of a hoe you are," Jameson said with a serious, pleasuring face as if he just had busted a nut. Jameson tied the handkerchief around her wining mouth. "Stay right here, move, and imma take this belt and whoop that ass til it's numb, yu understand me baby girl?" He demanded. She nodded her head obediently. Jameson opened the fridge and took out the tomatoes, lettuce, mayo, ham, and cheese. "Fuck wrong with you not coming home and making my dinner hoe, I pay the biggest amount of these bills, buy yo spoiled ass shit, love you, and fuck you good," he said dominantly while slamming the fridge. He yanked the droor open and grabbed out the knife. He grabbed everything and walked back over to Karie.
He meanly switched her around to where she was facing the counter, material, and food he had then placed in front of her. "Start making my shit," he barked as he smacked her ass. "Mmmmmm," she squirmed. " Stay still, you know yo dirty ass like it when I whoop you." Karie grabbed the bread and opened it while shaking. She then opened the jar of mayo, took the knife and dipped it in their. She spreaded the mayo on the sandwich slowly how Jameson liked it. "Yeah, good girl," he said as he positioned herself behind her. He grabbed her waist and pushed his dick in her. "Ahhhhhh, fuck yeah, yo shit swallowing my dick baby girl," he moaned as he wailed his head back with amazement on his face," keep making my sandwich, you can multi task bitch, why you think I married you yo smart ass." Karies hands trembled as she tried to make the sandwich.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, my pussy," she whined through the the handkerchief. Karie didn't know if she could do this. Karie managed to throw the sandwich together. "Good girl, now I want you to suck my dick while I eat it." Jameson ripped the handkerchief off Karies face, and grabbed her hair and pushed his dick into her mouth. Jameson bit a chunk of his sandwich off while Karie slaughtered his dick with her spit. He fucked her mouth while she was being pounded close to the door as she tried to take it out. "Don't take it out, you bout to make daddy bust, fuck bitch." Jameson lied her on the floor and drove In her mouth as her mouth started to foam. He grabbed her pretty hair and pulled it into his dick while pounding his dick in her mouth at the same time. Her face was fire, rose, red as tears started rolling down her eyes. " You better not cry, you know how much daddy like that baby." She was let up and sucked the tip while beating the rest. Jameson fucked her mouth while she gagged tremendously. " Shit, you my little my hoe, keep beating and sucking," he moaned and yelled at the same time with a cry of pleasure.Karie sucked and beated harder. "Ahhhh fuck bitch, goddamn, I oughta punch you in yo damn face you so good at this shit," he yelled as he slid out her mouth and splattered his cum on her pretty, pathetic face. Karie licked her tongue out while Jameson beat the tip on her tongue. Jameson bent down and picked Karie up, " tell daddy you love him and you gonna be home to show him some love." "Love you daddy and yes big daddy, I promise ," she said sweetly. Jameson carried Karie back to the couch as the both drifted off to sleep. Kiara sat stiffly, eyes lock, legs loose on the staircase with a dripping, soaked vagina imaging herself as her mom getting rammed and fucked like that. It was so much, the orgasm came running so hot, heated, and powerful she passed out waiting to be seen asleep the next day on the staircase, caught up.
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Divided with Daddy
RandomJameson has always been destined for the greater things in life from young childhood to adulthood although he was not raised in the most well balanced family. Jameson, handsome and brown, was not only blessed with his looks, not only is high intelli...