When Daddy Rick wakes up in Mark’s pad after a night of androphilic fucking. Unfortunately, he can’t stick around for some morning fun. He’s spending the day with his grandkids.

To Mark’s surprise, Daddy Rick was a flip-flopper. Like most men raging with testosterone, Daddy wanted a hard-go at Mark’s flawless ass. But, he also wanted to be done in, pounded, cunted. Mark should have known, what with those little shorts.

He was happy to oblige. He flipped Daddy Rick over and gave him his thick Grecian meat until Daddy was moaning like a true-bottom. It took two fuckings to get Daddy to bust his load – Mark’s cock buried in his hairy hole, Daddy lying on his back, legs up, face contorted in pain/pleasure. Mark lost his first load within five minutes faced with that. It was his second, slower load that gave Mark the time to really get to know Rick.

Mark loved when a bottom-daddy still acted all daddy with him. It’s all; “That’s it, son. Fuck me like a real man. Make daddy proud, come on!” Mark lived for that shit. He couldn’t be doing with bottom-daddies who acted like coy cheerleaders, bitchy fags, or submissive holes. He needed a daddy to keep calm, cool and in control.

Daddy Rick did just that. He’d be on the regular docket from now on. You don’t just throw away a bottom-daddy like Rick. Especially when he fucks back like a 20 year old hound dog. Woof woof.

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