We Are The Dreamers || Liskook

Your little girl

Lisa is 18 and Jungkook is 34 in age in this.

Jungkook's big frame is under Lisa's as her hips bounce on his with every plop and bounce. Sweat pours out of every pore on her body as the room fills with the smell of fresh sheets and sex.

The older man's cock hits every spot in her pussy with ease from how wet he got her. "Holly fuck. Fuck me daddy fuck," Lisa exclaimed as his tip kissed against her gspot and her high built. Legs trembling and giving out but keeping up just for her release.

Lisa felt a wave of pleasure wash over her as she felt herself come undone. The doctors' thrusts became more intense and her body began to quiver as she felt herself about to explode. Lisa came, her orgasm taking her by surprise as she screamed in pleasure.

Jungkook placed his cigarette in the pink heart shaped ash tray Lisa made for him and took a tight grip of her hips as he started to bounce her up and down on his creamy cock.

"Selfish whore only cares about herself" he gritted through his teeth. His thrusts became faster and deeper as he felt her pussy tighten around him.

Lisa screamed in pleasure as he brought her closer and closer to the edge of pleasure. They both climaxed in harmony, and he held her close as Lisa came down from her high.

“I love you, Daddy," Lisa said lowly as she brought the ciggarete to her lips. Her words made Jungkook want to throw up. He had a wife and two kids—something to live for.

Jungkook knew Lisa had issues and problems (no shit, he works at a mental hospital and gets paid for girls like her to tell him the problem). Jungkook looked at Lisa as nothing more than a vagina and a patient; that's it.

"What the fuck are you talking about, Lisa?" he asked as he cocked his head to meet her eyes. His words and facial expression hit her hard as she realized he didn't love her the way she loved him.

He was just going to take advantage of her after all the flirting, making out, and serious sh*t they two had exchanged. Lisa sat up, bringing her head off his chest as she looked at him.

"I love you, Jungkook. You told me you'd take care of me and keep me close." That last sentence made the lump in her throat feel as if she couldn't breathe. Gathering her clothes while teardrops rolled down her cheeks.

"Lisa, are you fucking insane? I have a life and a family; I can't fucking give that up for some mentally ill little girl with Daddy issues." It hit Lisa like a truck.

"You told me, Jeon. You called me your girl and your bunnie. You were my first, and I gave myself to you. Does that fucking mean nothing?"

"C'mon, you know I didn't mean it." His words were cut off by her burst of anger. "Fuck you and stay away from me before I get your sorry ass fired!" Lisa threw every piece of clothing she had in her hands at the man in front of her as tears flooded her eyes.

Droplets leave a trail behind the swaying blanket wrapped around her body as she walk to her room.