– and she let her head fall back in ecstasy as he pushed his tongue inside her. “Your dad is, like, fifty years old.”
“He’s forty-four, chill. He responded by moving just a little further up, two fingers replacing his tongue and scissoring inside her as he sucked her clit between his lips. She put her hands up and touched his cheeks, his beard tickling her palms as she looked into his eyes. The way her skirt fluttered around her, barely concealing her needy pussy, was so deliciously naughty…Fuck it, she thought as she made her way downstairs, what’s the harm? She wondered if she should tell Tess that she felt almost the same – that Tess’s dad was the only man Zoey had ever had a long-term crush on. She wasn’t sure. Had he possibly wished he could’ve been a part of it? She couldn’t keep thinking about that man like this. He’s got this, like… this weird hot-badass-cop thing going on.”
“Dude, ew! She was still floating in the dirty pleasure of release. “I don’t wanna cum before I get to fuck you.”
Zoey grinned, laying back on the couch and spreading her legs for him once again, and he put himself between her thighs with the ease of a well-experienced man. She cleared her throat, trying her best to look like she
