1. Jake's Magic Remote Part XIX - Tempered in Fi


    Date: 7/8/2015, Categories: Anal, Sex Humor, Taboo, Author: WriterJim, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    He especially suspected this when she insisted on soaping and cleaning his cock, first by hand and then on her knees with it between her soapy breasts. Just as he was getting hard again, however, she stood up and kissed him. pressing her body against his. “To remember me by,” she purred, turning around and brushing the curve of her ass against his dick before stepping out and wrapping herself in a towel. “Take your revenge the next time that we are alone together.” Jake walked into his own house, kicked off his shoes, and left his coat in the closet. He smiled at Sarah, who was reading on the couch and looked to have been for a while. “Evening, pretty lady,” he said. Sarah looked up from the book and smiled. “Hey. Have a good walk? Petra came home and went to bed, she said you were out enjoying the air.” Jake sat down and put his hand on her leg, giving her thigh a squeeze and a rub. “Yeah, it’s beautiful out there. Beautiful in here, too.” Sarah scoffed. “Ham.” Jake sighed internally. There’d been a time when his wife would have flirted back, even if she didn’t want sex. Flirting was fun, it was silly, and it made a person feel wanted. But after tonight, a lot of things were making more sense to him. Still, she was his wife and he still loved her. He leaned over and kissed her. She kissed him back, then turned to look at her book again. “Hey,” Jake said, staring at her. “Hm?” Sarah turned her head once more. Jake cupped her cheek and kissed her again, stroking higher on her ...
    thigh and pressing in toward her. And for a moment, she responded, pressing in toward him, parting her lips. Only a moment, and then her hand was on his chest and she was pulling away. “Not tonight,” she said simply, flipping a page in her book. Jake nodded and stood up. “Alright. I’m going to go get some sl**p.” Sarah’s dismissive grunt as he turned his back was like an arrow through his heart. Petra had been dreaming of something. It had seemed important, but she couldn’t quite grasp what it was. It was on the tip of her tongue. Of course it would be easier to think if that motion wasn’t shoving her into the pillow like that. She was laying on her front in bed, and something was pushing her. And pushing into her. There was a familiar weight pinning her down, and oh there it was, the pleasure sensors in her pelvis were afire because her Daddy was fucking her. “Ah-mmnh Daddy?” she managed, pushing her pillow away from her face. Her father gave a little growl of possessive acknowledgment in her ear, then kissed her neck, still thrusting into her. “Hello, Pet,” he said. “Where’s our daughter?” Petra was having trouble thinking straight, so it took a few thrusts’ worth of time before she could respond. “Ho-hotel,” she said, moaning again. “Meeting up tomorrow.” Jake seemed to accept that response. “You’ll never believe what I did on the way home,” he said, reaching to pin one of her hands above her head on the bed and lacing his fingers with hers. “Wha-what did you do, Daddy?” ...
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