Dirty Brats Volume 2

Get a taste of what’s inside …

Daddy watched me intently as I ran both hands up his legs, massaging them. I could see the front of his pants swelling with his arousal. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down, then reached in and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers.

“Wait,” he said huskily. “This isn’t right.”

“It feels right,” I said, stroking his shaft. “Doesn’t it?”

He didn’t argue with me. I pumped him with slow, firm movements, gripping his cock with both hands. A bead of precum appeared at his tip. He was still watching me. I leaned forward and licked his hole, tasting his salty fluid.

“Oooh, God,” he moaned.

“Does daddy like that?”

“Call me Professor,” he demanded, his demeanor changing suddenly.

“Do you like my work, Professor?”

“Yes,” he moaned.

“Does the Professor want me to perform an experiment?”

“Yes.”