Fucking Friend's Father. Final Part

He repeated it a few more times, and despite the fact that it hurt when he was all the way in her, she started to enjoy herself. He must have noticed, because he moved one of his hands off her hips and slid it around her again, fingering her clit.

She sighed as he fingered her, enjoying the feeling, though she was pretty sure she wouldn't cum from being fucked in the ass. He was braced against her, and she could feel him resting against her back as he started to move against her faster. She wasn't exactly sure that she could handle him moving faster, and she protested slightly, struggling against the hands holding her in place. As she pulled away from him, he rubbed her clit harder, and she couldn't help but moan.

His legs were resting on the outside of hers, and with a grunt, he lifted himself slightly, and pushed me down further on the bed. Her knees gave out and she collapsed onto her stomach, Mr. Lesnar's hand underneath her. He kept rubbing her clit, his fingers mo