At the Pool with Mark's Dad Pt 2


by RJ <bbboy2@hotmail.com>

Pop! Mark's _c_o_c_k_ yanked out of my hole and I admit now I missed the feeling of fullness. Mr. Joiner pulled Mark around in front of me, yanked the underwear out of my mouth, and said, "Okay, now, clean THAT up!" I looked up at Mark's asscrack stretched open before me and saw his hole now stretched larger than it was before and the skin around it was darker and looked red and sore. A trickle of liquid ran out of his hole down the crack and before I could even think about protesting again, my face was shoved into his crack. My lips first made contact with his hole and my tongue involuntarily stuck out and licked up the dripping fluid. I felt only wetness and warmth--no taste. My entire body was still reeling from the tire whipping and my senses were not clear. I let my tongue go even deeper into Mark's insides and kept sucking and swallowing almost automatically. Mark squeezed his sphincter several times onto my tongue as I pushed my nose deeper into his crack. When I finally pulled back to take my first big breath, there was Mr. Joiner jacking his soft, wet _c_o_c_k_ in front of me. Without a word he turned around, leaned against the pole and with his left hand pulled his left asscheek aside. I could not see his hole through the dense hairs all matted down with sweat. This time I would not need a beating--my tongue was drawn deeper into his ass until I had licked down all the hairs and made a moist path to his hole. His smell and taste were stronger and more heady than his son's. My tongue felt his hole and the skin around it was tougher, less silky. I hardened my tongue and shoved it deep into his rectum just as I reached around and felt the tire welts on my ass. At that moment, I came again. This time spraying the backs of Mr. Joiner's hairy calves and feet. He stood up and pushed my head lower as I licked up my own cum through his hairy legs, around his ankle, across the tops of his feet, between his toes. I laid down exhausted on my stomach on the deck floor. "Get dressed, Mark. Go inside and see if your mother is back. Tell her your friend is staying for dinner and a sleepover."


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