Motel proprietor fucks ager renting the room and cums in her mouth

The Dirty Motel – Grandpa’s Craving

Grandpa Joe had been working the seedy motel on the outskirts of city for so long as anybody may keep in mind. At 70 years younger, his weathered face and hunched-over body did little to discourage the lenient insurance policies he had in place for his transient clientele – as long as they paid their $40 an evening, no questions have been requested. And tonight, a ripe younger plum had fallen into his lap.

18-year-old Jasmine had simply gotten her license and was desirous to show her independence by taking a solo highway journey. With no clear vacation spot in thoughts and an ample provide of money from her rich grandmother, the unaware teenage vixen got down to discover the open highway. When the solar started to set and starvation pangs grew, she stumbled upon the run-down motel, determined for a spot to spend the evening. Little did Jasmine know, a far hungrier beast would heat her mattress tonight.

“H-He has her over on the bed,” Kaitlyn whispered excitedly, peering by the cracks within the wall. “Ooh, he’s rubbing her inner thigh and kissing her neck! Oh God, fuck yes! Eat that teenage pussy, grandpa!”

Gabe widened his eyes. “Damn, I didn’t know you had such a depraved side to you, sis.”

Kaitlyn smirked. “Oh, trust me, this is nothing compared to the filthy things I’m imagining that old perv doing to her. I wish we had a better view from his camera.”

“Shhh,” Gabe shushed. “I think she’s about to start shooting.”

Grandpa Joe licked his grizzled lips as he gazed hungrily on the agency, latex-clad roundness of Jasmine’s 18 yr previous ass, barely contained by her skimpy fitness center shorts. The plump younger cheeks jiggled enticingly as she shifted within the creaky mattress, murmurs of caffeinated arousal escaping her grinning lips.

“What about now, JJ?” Her grandpa’s gravelly previous voice chuckled. “Gonna bring grandpa’s dick back to life, huh?”

Jasmine rubbed the sagging bag of aged balls, a mischievous giggle tickling her throat. The woman licked her shiny pout an inch from the creeping prick. “Let me guess, you couldn’t get it up for Maw-Maw for years?”

“Would it surprise ya if I said she was the one who suggested I let you borrow the room tonight?” Joe shrugged, his again cracking with age. “Knew I’d need some younger meat to satisfy this old wolf.”

Jasmine gasped in mock offense. “Grandma’s actually old enough to be my mom!”

Joe grinned, producing a small birthday cake adorned with a single candle. “Happy birthday, li’l Jasmine. I know your 18th was a few months back, but I’d like to give you something special. Blow out that candle nice and slow, like you’ll be doing on granddad’s cock before the night’s through.”

Jasmine brazenly giggled, protecting her mouth. “On second thought, maybe I don’t wanna know how often Granny plants her bitches.”

Gentle hoists and pulls guided an astounded Jasmine to all fours, her face buried into a dirty pillow and her barely-covered cunt hovering inside inches of Joe’s wrinkled snatch. Before the woman may whimper a protest, a leathery tongue brushed up and cut up aside the folds of her pussy for the primary time, sending a fleeing shiver up Jasmine’s backbone.

“O-okay, so… So Granny does put her bitches down on all fours too,” she whimpered, her hips jerking again involuntarily and grinding her pussy into Joe’s gnarled face. “S-sorry! M’just catching up!”

Joe guffawed, the abrasive laughter tickling Jasmine’s clit. “Age ain’t nothing but a number, sweetheart. I plan on lovin’ you tender until this milkin’ hole’s sore ‘n ready to keep my seed.”

Jasmine winced on the phrases, her thoughts reeling. Seed? Was he…

But earlier than she may voice her considerations, her imaginative and prescient glazed over with white as a thick tongue plunged deep into her sopping mucous. Her knees gave out, utterly consumed by the bizarre sensations that threatened to soften away all semblance of cause.

Zero to infinity, Jasmine’s thoughts spiraled. Fuck that is good, however… not daily, okay? Just so we’re clear… Hnnngh… I’m not some… some child manufacturing unit or… or something! Ooooh god that feeling…

Faithful to her phrase, Jasmine spent the remainder of the evening consuming down each drop of her semen-rich seed. By dawn, Joe had spilled greater than a dozen potent masses into any opening he may discover on her teenage physique – and Jasmine fortunately swallowed all of them. As she ultimately drifted off to a cum-induced slumber, grandpa Joe smiled and whispered, “Happy birthday, Jasmine,” into her ear earlier than zipping up his pants and stepping out into the corridor.

Kaitlyn peaked across the doorway, rubbing her ankles. “What a night! Bet he’s gonna be walking funny for days!”

Joe grinned. “She was a good girl, kept swallowin’ nicely.” Reaching into his pocket, he held up a small plastic tablet bottle. “Plus what’s in this here bottle is sure to make her own grandkids shuffle more than just my balls.” With a wink, he slipped into the corridor and left Jasmine to her desires. His crotch chafing, he knew he had gained this spherical. To coddle those self same bruised balls and cock that so not too long ago erupted contained in the juvenile pelvic flooring, he reached for the Bible in his different pocket and flipped to a selected favourite passage earlier than permitting the sacred phrases to rinse away all of the sin, giving his captured anus a playful pinch for good luck whereas he silently spoke aloud:
And Joseph awoke from his sleep, and did because the angel of the Lord commanded him, and took unto him his spouse: And knew her not until she had introduced forth her firstborn son: and he known as his identify Jesus. Matthew 1:24-25

His smirk stretched extensive, as solely he and Mary knew the reality of his forbidden escapades. One lapsed Catholic to a different.