Big Bad Daddy: A Single Dad and the Nanny Romance

“Hell no,” Tank said, and he reached down for her head, gripping the back of her hair painfully. She cried out, parting her lips, and when she did, he thrust his hips forward so that his cock slid forcefully into her mouth. He pushed into her throat, and she gagged, looking up at him with watery eyes. He laughed and pulled his cock out of her mouth.

“Do it again,” she said, gasping for air, and he did so. In and out of her mouth, pushing to the back of her throat, forcing her to swallow the head of his cock each time, feeling his massive girth in her actual throat. He used her, her spit turning into a froth at the base of his cock as he fucked her mouth. He reached down as he was pushing in and out past her lips, his hand, rough and calloused, sliding down into her shirt through the low-cut scoop. He cupped her breast through her bra, feeling her hard nipple against his palm. She pulled back from his cock, and when he reached down to hold her head again, she pushed his hand away.

“Lie down,” she said, feeling some sense of authority, and the man grinned but he did what she said. She stood up, turning so he could see her as she pulled her shirt off, and then unclipped her bra, letting the straps slide slowly down her shoulders. She tossed the bra away, exposing her perfectly round breasts.

“Amazing,” he said softly, taking them in. She knew he was used to bigger and faker, but she was proud of her body, and she was glad he seemed to enjoy it.

Next went her pants, sliding down her legs slowly, and then she turned, still wearing her blue boy shorts, the crotch of the panties a darker blue, so soaked with her primal juices. She let the man take in her ass, taut and round. He sat up, reaching for her, his strong fingers digging into her ass cheeks. He groped at her and then ripped the boy shorts down, and she turned.

“Lie down,” she said again, and he did. She pulled his pants fully off, and he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor before lying fully down again. His cock jutted straight into the air, veins thick along its side.

Vanessa crawled atop him, straddling him with a knee on either side of his pelvis, and then, using her hand to guide him into her, she lowered herself onto his massive member.

She moaned aloud as she came fully down on him, his cock buried to his pubic hair and balls in her tight pussy.

“Fuck,” he groaned, taking the word right out of her mouth. She rocked up and forward, his cock sliding out of her, slick with her juices, and then, right as the domed head of his penis threatened to slip out of her snatch, she rolled her hips back and came down.

As she rode him her hands rested on his chest, her fingernails digging painfully into his pecs. His hands were on her breasts, each nipple rolled between a thumb and forefinger. He leaned up, taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking and nipping as one hand slid around to her back and then fell to her butt, where he grabbed and squeezed her as she rocked atop him.

She leaned back, bracing herself by putting her hands on his calves while she looked up at the ceiling. He reached down, using his thumb to rub her engorged clit as she rocked back and forth. It didn’t take long for her to come, and she yelled out as she did so, the orgasm rolling in from the pit of her stomach, moving down her extremities, causing her toes to curl and her fingers to grip tightly onto his legs. When she was done, he pushed her roughly off, and she fell onto her stomach. She went to roll over, but he was too fast. He kept her facing down, but then he pulled her up onto her hands and knees. He grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them, and for one shocking moment Vanessa was sure Tank was going to shove his massive cock into her ass, something she had never done, but he just rubbed the head of his cock against her anus before dropping it lower and sliding into her gushing cunt.

He took her hard and fast, pounding her at a furious rate. Her tits swung back and forth painfully, and he kept a solid grip on her ass as he fucked her doggy style. It wasn’t long before he was about to bust, his breath rapid, his heart pounding in his chest.

“Come here,” he groaned as he pulled his cock out of her. She turned, helped along by his hand on the back of her neck. She got her mouth onto his cock just as he came, spraying long strands of sticky, salty cum into her mouth. She tasted his spunk and her own pussy, and when he was finally done spraying, she lay back, covered in sweat and panting. She swallowed him and smiled. “Show me,” he said, and she opened her mouth to reveal that his spunk was long gone, on its way to her stomach. “You’re a hell of a girl,” the biker said, and she laughed.





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