Then Zander grabs my hair and forces my head back to stick his cock in my mouth. The belt tightens to hold me in place as Zander brutally fucks my mouth and breathing is not an option.
“Dirty fucking whore,” Henry’s hand slaps down on my ass. “You’d choke on any cock, wouldn’t you?”
I can feel the tears slip down my cheeks from lack of oxygen and my pussy is leaking just as much from Henry’s punishing rhythm. He slaps down on my ass again and I groan around Zander’s cock in my mouth.
Zander pulls out of my mouth, giving me just enough time to take a breath, and then he’s ploughing back in. The ferociousness from both father and son have me tumbling over the edge, my vision blacking out.
“She’s so fucking tight around my cock.” Henry slams in once more and releases inside of me.
“Her mouth is like heaven,” Zander moans and shoots his load down my throat.
The belt comes off my neck and I fall forward onto the hood of the car, still swallowing down Zander’s bitter cum. I hear them both doing up their pants and then a large wad of bills lands beside my face.
“She’s expensive,” Zander whistles.
“I owed her for another night. Mind walking her out? I need to get work done.” I lean up in time to watch Henry walk away and back into the house.
I grab up the bills and whistle to myself when I see at least five thousand dollars.
“Did you get it?” I ask him.
“Yeah,” he heads to the driver’s side door. “We need to leave before he notices it missing.”
I’m sore between my legs after my night with Santos and Darius, and now Henry. So, walking to the passenger side is difficult.
But I just had a Daddy and Son sandwich, the fucking pain is worth it.