"Ohhh, YES, Mr. Sawyer. Fuck me….fuck meeeEEEEA!"
Brooke screamed as rode the long cock, dug deep inside her pussy. Each thrust was better the next.
She was fucking Larry Sawyer, her best friend's dad. The two of them had been in a fuck-fest for a good hour, grunting and rolling in their own sweat and cum.
"Ooooehh…you're so fucking good," Brooke panted. "So fuckin' good"
Larry was chuckling as he lay on the bed. He didn't have to move a muscle – all he had to do was keep his dick straight, and with Brooke Davis in there, it wasn't hard at all.
"That's a good girl. Fuck Mr. Sawyer, Brooke." Larry had every man's dream and it was riding him like crazy. "Fuck Peyton's daddy," he encouraged her.
"Ride that cock you little hottie. Fuck what Peyton can't."
Brooke came again, squealing as she felt herself pump out what seemed like a gallon of cum.
"Holy shit," Larry took another swipe of her juices. "Are all the cheerleaders as sweet as you?"
Brooke recovered from her buckling pussy and got back into a rhythm.
"Are all daddies as nasty as you?" Brooke giggled back. "I wouldn't imagine many guys have fucked their daughter's best friend….missionary, doggy and cowgirl style."
This whole thing had erupted when Brooke wrote Larry's name under the list of men she could have – or in 'Brooke world,' the men she wanted to fuck silly.
"You're so big," Brooke let out as she closed her eyes, fucking him like a pogo stick. She had said the exact same thing at least twenty times now, but each time Larry would come closer to breaking point.
He had only come twice since they started – but Brooke didn't know Larry had erectile dysfunction. Not only could he not sustain a hard-on, but he hadn't ejaculated for nearly a decade; even before his late wife's passing. So for any reaction to come it was special.
"Well you're so beautiful. I never thought I'd have you inside me." For a moment, it wasn't lust…it was love.
"Just keep fucking me, Mr. Sawyer." Brooke tried not to think romantically, even though she liked to have passion in sex.
"Spank me like the naughty little cheerleader I am!" Brooke loved dirty talk. "Pound my pussy, you sick bastard. Pound it like your daughter's watching! Pound it like it's hers!!"
Larry scoped in on her words, imagining it as Peyton on top of him.
"Harder, dad. Harder so you can show me what real love is. Fuck daddy's little girl! Fuck her so she never leaves you!!"
"Yeeaaah…YyyeeESSSSS, Peyton!" Larry grunted as he felt himself coming.
He closed his eyes as he filled the young pussy. As he opened them, he saw Brooke lying on his chest.
"I think it's time to invite your lovely daughter," she said in her sexiest whisper voice and with those dimples.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
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