I might let you make me Juno

Flash grinned. That was exactly what he wanted to hear from the bigger man. He loved it. The guy was such a big whore, no way of hiding it. He was desperate for cock and he took it like a pro. And begged for more. Flash was afraid he would fall in love that way. He stopped flexing and looked down at his cock appearing and disappearing inside that man pussy. The wet sounds his dick made when he shoved deep were astounding too. So hot, so nasty. He loved how he could fuck that one. No restraints even. He slapped the round cheek, hard. The sound of his hand hitting skin echoed in the small, warm room. He chuckled as he watched the muscle giggle a little.

"You'll take my load alright. One in the mouth. Another in the mouth. You'll have so much in that you'll be leaking it." He grabbed Dean's waist and suddenly he was forcing his cock in. Fucking so hard that the sound of his balls hitting Dean's ass were loud. And so was his moans. He was going hard, not holding back. The way his fingers grabbed the waist marked it, leaving the red lines of where he was holding the older man.

He mounted him until he was almost out of breath, his sweat dripping from his forehead, down his chest and abs until it disappeared in his pubs. He let himself fall over Dean, holding him from behind and continuing to pump, but now slowly. "Clench that pussy, bitch. Massage my cock with it. I bet you know what I mean. You fucking fag." He moved closer and bit Dean's shoulder, stopping his movements so Dean could do what he had been told.

Dean yelped at that hard slap on his big fat ass, which bounced obscenely as the sound of skin against skin filled the small motel room. “Yes, Daddy. Fuck. Fill me with your seed, I want you to fill every single one of my fucking holes until my belly is swollen and looks like you knocked me up” More filthy moans came from the man's mouth, feeling that massive cock press against his prostate, making him see stars.

Dean was moaning so loud, it wouldn't be surprising if it could be heard all the way to the front desk of the motel. His whole body was covered in sweat, glistening in the light of the room. “Fuck, keep going. Fuck, it turns me on so much to be denigrated by young studs like you” Dean did as ordered. He clenched his hole like a fucking vise and began rocking his hips against the boy's cock, moaning like the pathetic little bitch he was as his ass moved in circles, back and forth.

She did not fight him. She knew what she was doing, this much was clear to Bo. So he enjoyed her skills. He pushed her further on, deeper into that state of mind where nothing mattered but his cock. "Look at you." He said as he pulled her hair, bringing her face away from his dick for a moment. Lines of saliva fell from her pretty lips. "Who would've thought a pretty thing like this could make such nasty sounds?" He laughed at his own words, moving her face again, this time towards his balls and crotch.

"Sniff it." He said it loud, giving a clear order. "Let me hear it. Do you like my sweat cock? I bet you do." He had a dirty smile on as he kept his fingers tied to her hair, lacing the black locks around him. He had her in a grip and he moved her head again, shoving his cock deep down her throat. He had an urge, like pent up energy from all the flirty words they exchanged. He wanted to be inside of all of her holes.

He kept her head down on him. His cock throbbing as the muscles of her throat clenched it. He could hear the gagging sounds again. "There ya go. There ya go, sweet girl. Take that cock. Yeah, gag on it bitch."

Benji coughed a couple of times as the man finally pulled his cock away from her mouth, a disgusting mixture of saliva and precum dripping from her swollen, beautiful pink lips. “Your cock tastes so good, Daddy.... So musky... Is so fat and big” The beautiful girl was quick to obey, inhaling sharply, letting the man's ripe scent permeate her nostrils.

“Yes, Daddy. I love it when you're all dirty and sweaty” she replied between pathetic moans as she continued to inhale hard. Her head was pushed hard against those sweaty balls, and without warning, that massive length entered her mouth again, causing the beautiful girl to choke and let out a couple of retches. From her beautiful hazel eyes, small tears were beginning to leak; her throat became noticeably lumpy. Her face began to turn red from the exertion and shortness of breath, as did her reddish eyes, and they let out more and more tears as the choking sound kept coming out of her mouth, her throat constricting around it.

Aaron could not believe that he had been drugged by his own son. The boy must have planned that with so much care that he would almost be impressed if it wasn't for the conditions of the act. He was the one being handled the short stick. His head was still fuzzy, his eyes could barely focus on the others standing around him. He recognized some. Jon was there. Then there was Rex. He remembered one of the parties by the pool in his house. How they drank beer together. Aaron looked at him, straight in the eyes, looking for some sympathy. "Come on, Rex. Why don't you stop this? I get you all some drinks. I even hire you all a good whore to share. Damn, I'd be down for it too."

He looked over his shoulder than, watching as his son's face was buried down his ass. He could feel that tongue pushing over his hole. His virgin hole. What had come into Nolan to do this? "Come on, champ. Let daddy go. I promise I won't be mad. Just let me out." His voice was thick with the after effect of the drug he had taken. And despite that slowing down, his body was on fire. Whatever drug they had used, it was also a turn on, keeping him hard, his body ready for sex. But not like this.

With a sudden display of force, he started to move on the bed, squirming like a fish out of water. Limbs flaying, ass pushing back but not to give Nolan more access. He tried to fight the boy off by pushing him back. He grunted, crawling away when he saw he had managed a little bit. It was hard. He felt his hands tied behind his back. He was useless. "Fucking hell boys if you do not let me go I'll fucking beat each and everyone of you, I swear I will, you fucking idiots. Fucking untie me now." He crawled a bit more before his upper body slid out of the bed, face hitting the carpet as his ass was on full display on the bed. "Come on, please."

#modcrnspirits #They'll break him until he's even begging to be double penetrated.

Rex laughed at that comment. “You're the slut here, and we're all going to use your sweet pussy until you're dripping wet” Jon simply laughed as he jerked off and enjoyed the show of watching something as degenerate as watching a son eat his own father's ass. “You know... For such a big, muscular guy, you cry like a whole fucking little bitch” Jon commented teasingly as Nolan ignored what his father was saying, too focused on eating that beautiful ass, not wanting to pull away for a second, in between spitting, biting, kissing, etc.

Nolan didn't pull away until his father started moving that way; however, he knew he couldn't escape; they had made sure to tie a very good knot in his bonds. The young studs laughed at Nolan's father's pathetic threats, watching as all he accomplished was to be left in the perfect position for Nolan and his friends to abuse. “Jon's right, Dad. For someone who always acts so imposing and dominant like an alpha, you're acting like quite the little bitch”

Rex was the first to approach the man, roughly pulling his hair. “Maybe it's time to put your mouth to better use” The guy spit in his mouth and started rubbing his huge sweaty cock all over his face. “Open fucking whore” As Rex did that, Jon took Nolan's place, beginning to feast on the man's wet hole. In between moans and grunts as Nolan began to jerk off, he was going to take a few moments to appreciate how his friends were using his father as an easy, nasty, cheap back alley hooker.

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"what the hell-?" Aaron did not expect that to happen. The last thing he remembered was talking trash and drinking beer with his boy, his Nolan. As he woke up and his eyes started to focus on the room around him, he noticed he was in his bed, but facing a camera. "Nolan?" He groaned, his head a little bit messed up still. He felt his limbs heavy, but worse of all, he felt his cock extremely hard under his body. Whatever his boy had given him, it was strong. "Son?" He groaned, looking a bit over his shoulder. He could feel himself naked and he could feel something wet between his cheeks. It was Nolan. Taking him on the only place he had never let the boy come closer. "Buddy, stop that." He groaned again, trying to move just to feel his hands tied up behind his back. Nolan had thought about every little detail. Every little thing. And the blood camera was recording. Were they online?

"Nolan, stoooop." He groaned again, but that tongue did feel good, in a strange way. He wanted it to stop, he wanted to fight the dizziness in his mind, the fog that kept him down. He looked forward, his mouth twisting into a silent moan. "Boy, I swear to you-"

#modcrnspirits #Yeah I love the idea of Nolan who sold his father so that several of them could fuck him #He will be filled with cum and urine until he ends up looking like a complete mess.

This was a plan he had hatched with Jon and other guys in his fraternity; he knew several lusted after his dad just like he did. That ass was so fucking beautiful, huge, round, and thick. So, as soon as the drug kicked in, he opened the door to the house and let Jon and 4 other guys in, taking the man into the room, stripping him naked, and tying him up so he could have him at his mercy. All completely naked, with their huge thick rock hard cocks, dripping with precum and ready for action, but the action would be slow in coming, for it was Nolan who would be the first to fuck his father.

Nolan had dreamed so much about this, and now he was going to enjoy every fucking second of it, savoring that smooth, pink hole, which clearly had never been touched before. The boys had set up a camera to record this day, the day this imposing, huge, muscular man would be mangled into a needy little bitch. Nolan was kneading his father's buttocks, spanking them with enormous force to leave marks on his skin and jiggling them against his face as his tongue moved in circles, all over the crack of his ass, trying to get the tip into that tight hole. He could hear his father, hear his pleas, but at the same time his moans.

The man's cock was hard, and he couldn't deny the pleasure coursing through his pleasure. “Fuck, Dad. Your ass tastes so good, so fucking good” Nolan's friends were jerking off, watching Nolan devour that ass like it was his last meal on earth. Nolan began to push his tongue further and further in, forcing his way between his tight walls as he moaned and grunted.

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"that's it. That's my good girl." Laying on his back against the soft mattress, Bo rolled his eyes back, letting deep moans out of his chest. He was completely naked. he had opened his door for her that way, his soft cock presenting the true reason of his invitation. And the beautiful Benji from the coffee shop fell for it helplessly. Or maybe she wanted it just as much as Bo did.

He put a hand behind her head and shoved her face down. He had worked all night long in his bar across the street from the coffee shop she worked on. It was Sunday afternoon when he woke up to get her in. He hadn't even showered from the working hours yet. This was going to be his breakfast. Her delicious, wet pussy. Oh, he dreamed of eating her out ever since she started talking to him on the counter.

"You're such a slutty girl, hitting on the old guys like that." He kept her face down, ignoring the wet sounds she was making. "Didn't your daddy taught you not to be such a silly girl with strangers?" He groaned, keeping her down, feeling the throat closing around the girth. He was fully hard now. Deep inside her lips. "Or was it your daddy who taught you how to be such a good cocksucking princess?"

It had taken its time; Bo always came by for his coffee, and they flirted a little, but only that, until finally the man took the initiative and invited her to his place. Benji had arrived at the man's house wearing a tiny crop top, a mini skirt that barely reached her thighs, and a cute pink lingerie thong. The crop top had flown off, exposing her big round tits with those pretty pink nipples in full view, but she still kept her skirt and thong on.

Benji was an expert at swallowing huge cocks and pleasuring men by deep throating them. She did it all the time in the coffee shop's bathrooms. The slut moaned between her gurgles around that thick and delicious cock; she could taste his sweat, his musk; the strong masculine scent invaded her nose. When she felt the man place his heavy hand on her head, a couple of gags escaped from her mouth as she was pushed down, until she felt her nose sink into that thick clump of pubic hair.

Her throat constricted and large strands of saliva trickled out of the corners of her mouth as the beautiful girl coughed and let out more choking sounds as she listened to the man. The beautiful girl was loving every second of being used in this way.

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"Fuck, mr. Winchester, this hole of yours is loose like my bitch's cunt." Flash snorted at his own words. He could not believe he had ended up in the motel with that guy! He thought he was going to get a no once he approached him but Dean never said no. He even suggested a blow job in the toilets. Which Flash accepted immediately. But now they were out of the bar and into the man's room. It was a sleazy motel, he had come here with clients before, so he was assuming that one was married or something. There were the bags of someone else there too though. But he did not care. For a pussy like that, he could gladly put himself in danger.>/small>

So he pulled his cock back all the way out and opened the man's cheeks just to see his gaping hole. He whistled before spitting on it, watching as the saliva disappeared inside. "Man, I bet you go around fucking guys like me all the time. You haven't even complained about my size." He knew he was big. Most old dudes couldn't handle. At least, not until Flash shoved his cock in and made them take it. But Dean? Well, that ass had swallowed his cock. He put it back again, all the way, and the warm walls of muscles grabbed his cock softly, but tight enough to make him moan. "Do you want my boy load in you, freak?" He asked the question as his eyes moved from that ass to the mirror and, seeing himself topping the older man, he flexed, showing off his muscles as he pounded the hole.

If there was one thing Dean enjoyed after solving a case, it was a good lay. And that night in that bar, when this guy came up to him and started flirting with him, Dean smiled broadly, for he was just his type. Young, skinny, and beautiful, there was something so hot about letting himself be dominated by guys like that, letting them use him as a nasty, easy, cheap whore. Dean was completely blown away by how huge this guy's cock was when he sucked it in the bar bathrooms.

This was another reason why he loved fucking with young boys; they might look slim and harmless, but inside those pants they often carried huge beasts between their legs. Dean screamed and moaned like a goddamn bitch in heat as this boy ravaged his ass in his motel room. It had been so long since Dean had taken such a huge cock inside him, or maybe his ass had gotten too tight again since he hadn't had sex in a while. Whatever the case, in those moments, the hunter felt like he was in fucking heaven.

His eyes were completely blank; he didn't give a shit where Sam was at the moment; he was drunk on Flash's cock. “You're huge... Fuck... So huge, I love it” As the boy pulled his cock out of his ass, Dean turned to look at the boy. “What can I say, beautiful young boys like you are my weakness. And fuck no, of course not, I'd never complain. The bigger and thicker, the better. Now get that huge beast back inside me; fuck me harder. No mercy, show me you know how to handle a cock hungry whore like me”

When Flash obeyed, Dean let out a huge cry of pleasure, for the boy had hit his prostate, making him see stars. His hole tightened like a fucking vise around the massive length as Dean looked and saw Flash in the mirror in front of them. “Yes, fuck yes! And not just one; I hope you have several. Because I'm not letting you out of this room until I'm satisfied, boy!” Dean grinned between his huge moans, watching the boy flex and showing who was in charge there.

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Allen y Alden intercambiaron una mirada entendida. Ambos sabían lo que tenían que hacer. Era cuestión de tiempo para que llegaran al lugar. Allí, Allen seguiría el plan de Alden. Ambos habían planeado darle un buen castigo a la hija del oficial. Tenía que aprender su lugar, tenía que aprender que había cosas con las que no podía jugar y si quería ser una puta entonces no se iba a librar de ellos.

Alden miraba atentamente por el retrovisor, sus ojos se posaban en la entrepierna del chico, notando como a pesar de las palabras dichas, él parecía disfrutar de todo esto. La sonrisa de Alden creció. Era tan hermoso y delicado, era obvio que no había recibido muchas atenciones sexuales antes, pero iba a aprender rápidamente.

"Estoy seguro que si, ganarías bastante, muñeca," le musitó mientras veía el cuerpo del otro chico. No pasaría mucho imaginándose como gemía y como se sentiría esa vagina apretada contra su polla. "Tal vez en un futuro, te lleves una sorpresa," le comentó a la princesa con voz sensual.

Llegaron al Politécnico. El edificio estaba vacío, las pocas luces iluminaban el espacio. La luna brillaba tanto que no hacía falta encender todo el lugar. Allen detuvo el auto en un espacio iluminado, pero alejado, un lugar donde nadie los pudiera ver. Se aseguró que hubiera cámaras para que cuando terminarán pudieran visitar al dueño de seguridad y exigir las grabaciones. ¿Tanto quería ser una puta de internet? Pues ahora lo iba a tener. El oficial blanco se bajó y con una mirada le dejo saber sus intención a Alden, quien simplemente se quedó esperando, tomando su celular para iniciar la grabación mientras su verga negra engordaba con una gran erección.

Allen abrió la puerta de atrás, se inclinó un poco y sujetó a Ethan del brazo. Le dolía tener que hacerle esto a su hijo, pero tenía que ser fuerte y mostrarse impasible ante esto. El oficial jaló al chico del brazo y lo condujo hacia la parte de atrás del auto. El aroma a orines de varios días se hacía presente, el ambiente era denso, la brisa era muy suave y el sonido del motor se escuchaba.

"Si quieres ser una puta, entonces vas a aprender como una," le dijo mientras le soltaba.

Leroy simplemente no le gustaba que Allen dijera esas cosas, pero era inevitable. El hubiera preferido hacerlo solo, tomar a Ethan y violarla por su cuenta, pero ahora que Ethan sabía todo, iba a aprovecharse. Avanzó hacia el lugar, viendo a su ahijado que se movía inquieto, sujetando el mismo cinturón de seguridad del oficial Allen.

"Si quieres ser una prostituta, vas a aprender como una," Allen musitó empujando al chico al suelo mientras Alden encontraba el ángulo correcto con la cámara del celular y la posicionaba sobre las sirenas de la patrulla. Ahí podrían verlo todo. No importó mucho si Ethan se negó o forcejeó, ya que en unos instantes la tenía contra el maletero. Una mano en la espalda y la otra en su cintura, donde arrancaba con fuerza su pantalón corto, el que ya estaba a medio caer.

"Pensaste que te ibas a librar ¿verdad? Que nosotros no te íbamos a meter a la fuerza."

Allen tomó las caderas de su hijo con fuerza y lo estampó contra el maletero. Su entrepierna dolorosamente aplastada contra la fría capa metálica, las piernas abiertas y los brazos atrapados a su costado, no le dejaba moverse. La verga seguía apretada en sus pantalones del uniforme, pero Alden no tardó mucho en acercarse, colocarse a su lado y tomar los brazos del chico con fuerza mientras lo sostenían en su lugar. El hombre negro le sonrió a Ethan y solo lo sostuvo. "Solo recuerda que tu lo pediste," le recito.

Mientras tanto, atrás de ellos, Allen tomaba su propio zipper y lo bajaba, liberando su erección, la cual palpitaba ante los sonidos que hacía el chico. Con un simple movimiento, el oficial sacó su verga y la acercó al agujero rosado, el cual estaba mojado. La punta rozaba aquella entrada. Podía sentir su suavidad y su calor. "No importa cuanto ruegues, puta, no se te olvide que fue tu idea," le murmuró.

En ese momento, Allen empujó hacia adentro. Las gruesas bolas golpeaban con fuerza las nalgas blancas, sintiendo como ese coño apretado, resbaladizo, caliente y pequeño succionaba su verga, tratando de expulsarlo.

Todo pasó tan rápido, que la ebria mente de la joven no tuvo ni tiempo de reaccionar, simplemente dejó que su cuerpo fue arrastrado y manipulado cuál muñeca de trapo. Pronto sintio el frío metal de la cajuela contra su piel y escuchando a lo lejos la voz de su padre. Escuchó como su ropa se rasgó, dejando expuesto su culo jodidamente blanco y pálido. Un hermoso culo grande, redondo y grueso, entre sus piernas, un hermoso coño mojado, resultado de su excitación con aquellos hombres del bar, sus suaves y rosas labios vaginales, sin rastro alguno de vello, le gustaba depilarse.

“Qué carajos haces, papá?” Ethan se retorcía, pero de manera muy suave y débil, el alcohol tenía adormecido sus sentidos y aun si intentara luchar, no tenía la fuerza para ello en ese estado. “No, espera. Papá, por favor” Pero pronto, sintio como algo masivamente enorme y gordo le penetraba con fuerza, provocándole un inmenso dolor, abriéndose paso de manera forzada en sus virginales y jodidamente estrechas paredes. Su coño, por instinto, trataba de expulsarle y se apretaba con una gran fuerza alrededor, mientras la dulce princesa de papi gimoteaba de dolor y gemía.

#cxncordia

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“hey, son.” jack lets himself into the boy's bedroom, and discreetly makes sure to lock the door behind him. his tone is stern and put-together, so unlike the wild desires in his mind and the rapid beating of his heart. “wanted to get a word with you, if that's okay.” he sits by the young boy, dark eyes taking in the sight. simon's beautiful, just like his mother; jack should've known he'd turned out a faggot.

the door is locked. they're alone in the house, and will be for at least 30 minutes. jack can do 30 minutes. he's been wanting this for so long, he'd make do with 10. “i can't tell you how glad i am that you decided to tell us that you're gay, kid.” he starts, locking eyes with the boy. “really. you have no idea how glad i am.” he rests his hand on the other's thigh. for him, the gesture is anything but fatherly. wolf's claw on lamb's skin. anticipation is heavy on his lungs; jack can feel himself getting harder under his sweatpants. “but, well, now, it's important you learn some things.” jack can feel himself getting harder. he's ready to pin the other down, if he has to. “tell me, son, has anyone — any men — ever taught you how to be a good faggot?”

#All good #the gif are so good and hot as well #rated69s

Simon was naked, with only a towel around his waist. He had just taken a shower, now standing in front of the mirror, while he finished drying his hair. He watched as his father entered his room, so he smiled and sat down next to him when he asked to talk. His body was so beautiful and skinny, with those pretty pink nipples and those plump pink lips just the same. Hearing that, Simon smiled broadly. “Thank you, Daddy. That means a lot to me,”

the kid commented, looking into his old father's eyes. Feeling his heavy, strong hand on his thigh, something about his father's crotch caught his attention. Was he seeing right? Was his father hard? The bulge was noticeable in his sweatpants. And hearing those words, the kiddo was speechless for a few moments. What did he mean by that? His lips faltered for a few moments. “What do you mean by that, Daddy?”

Sebastian Stan returning to its roots and playing a gay man alongside Leo Woodall as his gay boyfriend???

#ooc

Continuation of THIS.

Mon-El watched with a huge stupid grin at Clark, as Clark created the filthiest wet sounds as he slurped all around his massive thick fat cock, not even Kara was capable of sucking his cock like this.... Or maybe she was, but it's not like she was a big fan of giving him head. But now, he knew that his faggot cousin was an expert at sucking cock and would definitely make this happen again more than once.

Mon-El no longer even remembered why he'd gone to the Daily planet, all his attention fell on Clark's incredible ass as Clark walked around while showing him around, on her incredibly huge tits that pressed almost exaggeratedly against his shirt and those plump pink lips that now wrapped around his length with a hunger as if his life depended on it. There came a point when Mon could take no more and dragged Clark into an empty office in the building, closing the door and the curtains. The rest was history.

“Fuck. Even look at your eyes, you're so fucking drunk off my cock, you love it, don't you? You love being used as an easy cheap fucking whore?” As he said that to him, one of his firm, strong hands grabbed his curly hair, pulling it roughly and pushing until he felt Clark's nose against the bush of his musky, sweaty bushy pubic hairs. Mon-El grunted and moaned not caring if anyone happened to hear them, in fact, it only made his arousal increase.

“That's right, fuck! Worship my cock like the good fucking faggot you are, Superman.” His cock throbbed and twitched at the sensation of that expert tongue, expelling an exaggerated amount of precum. If Clark kept this up, it wouldn't take long for Mon-El to cum. “What would they think if they knew that the world's most powerful hero is a nasty cock hungry faggot.”

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cxncordia

"Es un 10-59" Alden le dijo al otro hombre mientras se subía al coche. Era la noche de patrullaje y necesitaba un momento para ir a descargar. Estando tan lejos de una gasolinera, Allen necesitaba tomar un momento para aliviar la necesidad y encontrando un espacio vacío donde nadie lo iba a ver, decidió simplemente bajar la cremallera y sacar su verga semierecta para marcar el espacio con el aroma de macho que lo caracterizaba. El camino al Politécnico aun de día no solía estar muy lleno de personas, por lo general, solo los estudiantes y los investigadores estaban en este espacio. En el verano los ciclistas usaban la ruta precisamente por lo solitario que estaba. Nadie vio como ese chorro dorado mojó las ojas del suelo y marco al menos tres árboles antes de terminar. Al regresar, Alden le dejaba saber que habían reportado a una escort.

"¿Dónde?" El policía preguntó. "¿Cerca de aquí?"

Alden miró al otro y le sonrío. "Cuatro cuadras de aquí. La reportó el cliente mismo. La muy puta seguro que no quiso terminar el trabajo." Una sonrisa macabra llenaba los labios del hombre negro.

"Reportálo. Vamos en camino."

Media hora más tarde la vergüenza le llenaba la cara y la colera estaba ceñida en sus ojos. Allen no solo había visto el acto asqueroso ser cometido cuando llegaba, sino ver a su propio hijo inclinado sobre un bote de basura, con el rostro sucio. Lo habían capturado con las manos en la masa, con varios hombres que lo toqueteaban y le marcaban con los dedos como si fuera una vulgar pieza de carne.

"¿Te parece gracioso lo que estabas haciendo, pedazo de mierda?" le gritó desde el retrovisor a su hijo. "Una cosa es que seas puto y marica, usando una tanga rosa. Y otra muy diferente que andes regalando el coño al primer hombre que pasa." Los gritos eran tan evidentes como las venas en las manos del hombre que ahora estaban al límite. El cabello se le erizó como un gato.

"Eh, Hawthorne, cálmate." Leroy le llamaba mientras veía toda la escena desenvolverse. Leroy también se sentía mal, no de vergüenza, sino de ira. Había querido ser el primero que llenara de leche el culo y el coño de la señorita, incluso ya habían hasta pactado entre los dos hombres como y cuándo sucedería. El que Ethan anduviera regalando su coño no le hacía para nada bien. "Tenle un poco más de respeto a tu hija." Policía bueno, policía malo. Ya se sabían la rutina. Alden colocó su mano sobre el hombro de Allen y luego volteó atrás a ver a Ethan. "Hey, princesa, dime, ¿te tocaron el coño? ¿te hicieron daño?" Una sonrisa de esas que desarman y pronto su mano alcanzo la entrepierna de Ethan. "Puedes decirme con confianza."

Apenas el chico terminó de hablar, Leroy volteó a ver a su compañero. "¿No planeas reportar esto, o si? Los chicos de la comisaría no lo van a dejar ir."

"No, no lo vamos a reportar," le contestó con un gruñido. "Le vamos a enseñar a mi hija lo que es bueno. ¿Quieres andar de puta?" preguntó mientras veía el retrovisor, la furia cimbrada en las cejas fuertes y grandes del hombre. "¡Te estoy hablando, pedazo de mierda! ¡¿Quieres sentir lo que es una puta?! ¿Qué te anden viendo el coño y exponiendo tu parte más íntima en la calle? Muy bien, vas a aprender lo que es bueno, puta basura."

Cada una de esas palabras llenaba la verga de Alden con deseo y excitación. Pensar que sería quien llenaría de leche a la hija de su compañero lo excitaba enormemente.

"No es necesario ser tan rudo con la chica," expresó Leroy. "¿Porqué no nos llevas a la Calle del Politécnico?" La mirada del otro expresaba exactamente todo lo que necesitaba saber. Sin embargo, Allen no pudo verlo en ese instante. "¿Al Politécnico? ¿Otra vez?"

"Sí. Tal vez podamos hacer entrar a tu Princesa en razón, ¿no crees?"

Allen estaba enfurecido. Ya estaba a punto de ladrar las razones por las que no iba a asistir hasta que la mirada de Alden lo detuvo. Y ahí comprendió todo.

"10-40." Allen respondió, una sonrisa llenaba sus labios y camino hacia el lugar mientras Alden volteaba a ver al chico de atrás. "¿Todo bien atrás, amor? ¿Necesitas algo más?" Sus grandes manos se acercaban a acariciarlo con cuidado y la enorme sonrisa de Allen dejaba saber a Ethan que apenas todo esto comenzaba.