[Hiya! Things are better, and I'm getting back into the game, so this is perfect timing!]
Blake was far from the first or only middle-aged one percenter to have a hot young lover, and he definitely wouldn't be the last. It was certainly the kind of fantasy that many men entertained, the idea that even into their fourth or even fifth decade they would still be virile enough to satisfy a woman half their age or less. But if the talk he'd heard over cigars and bourbon or even in the cliche steam rooms, the majority of his peers who tried couldn't keep up the pace for very long.
For him, though, Devon was more like a supercharger than a drain on his energy. Every time she took his cock inside of her, no matter how, Blake could go as long and strong as he could when he was 17, maybe even more. And so indulging his daughter's every lustful whim, feeding each of her animal desires was as much for himself as her. They'd logged noise complaints and paid for hotel room damages in nearly every major city on the planet, and still somehow no one suspected a thing.
Of course, looking down from his chair, seeing his precious girl's head bobbing furiously up and down his shaft and driving his cock into the back of her throat, Blake didn't think he'd care in the least if anyone found out. And then, she actually found a way to turn him on even more.
"Then get that pretty little ass of yours up here, sweetheart, because it's all yours."
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Date: 2019-01-07 06:37 pm (UTC)Blake was far from the first or only middle-aged one percenter to have a hot young lover, and he definitely wouldn't be the last. It was certainly the kind of fantasy that many men entertained, the idea that even into their fourth or even fifth decade they would still be virile enough to satisfy a woman half their age or less. But if the talk he'd heard over cigars and bourbon or even in the cliche steam rooms, the majority of his peers who tried couldn't keep up the pace for very long.
For him, though, Devon was more like a supercharger than a drain on his energy. Every time she took his cock inside of her, no matter how, Blake could go as long and strong as he could when he was 17, maybe even more. And so indulging his daughter's every lustful whim, feeding each of her animal desires was as much for himself as her. They'd logged noise complaints and paid for hotel room damages in nearly every major city on the planet, and still somehow no one suspected a thing.
Of course, looking down from his chair, seeing his precious girl's head bobbing furiously up and down his shaft and driving his cock into the back of her throat, Blake didn't think he'd care in the least if anyone found out. And then, she actually found a way to turn him on even more.
"Then get that pretty little ass of yours up here, sweetheart, because it's all yours."