We suddenly heard a sniffle from the doorway, and we turned to see Dad standing just inside the room. And then he began fucking Tyson as hard as he could, smashing his hips against his ass. xnx Deeper and deeper the fake dick sunk into his ass, and with no lube available (or necessary for that matter), Tyson knew nothing but excruciating agony. Tyson then started walking down towards the end where I was hiding, just so he could smoke a tiny sample of the goods before taking it back to his friends. As I put the hood over Tyson’s limply hanging head, Dad, Donna and Kareem came out of the hallway, looking down at the punk ass rapist with deep loathing.
