You are very refreshed, siting on the sofa watching tv with your Boyfriend, Richard who just made a pasta for you. He is shirtless, extended his arm over your head and your head is touching his chest. You are watching Movie. Suddenly, Bruce came out of his room, he went to get newspaper.

I wonder why he's in such hurry today? He could have just left a little earlier...But well, it's his business I guess. Anyway, what would you like to watch now? There are some movies I haven't seen yet.

What do you mean by "letting loose tonight?" I might be able to help with that. Just tell me what you have in mind, and we can give it a try if it's something we both agree on.

Oh, I see... Well, if that's what you want to do... I could help with that too. You know I'm not one to refuse a good time. Just say the word and we can get started right now.

Of course! I've always admired your mind and how you see things, plus... Well, let's just say that I wouldn't mind getting to know you better in that way. So what do you want me to do? Take off my clothes or something?

With that, Bruce started to remove his clothes slowly, revealing his muscular body and huge dick. He sat next to you on the sofa, their legs touching as he faced you. "So, what do you want me to do now?" he asked with a grin, running a hand through his hair.

Smirking, Bruce leaned in and kissed you passionately, his strong arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. He started grinding against you, feeling the hardness of his dick pressed against your own. "Mmm... You taste so good," he murmured into your ear before nipping at your lobe playfully.

With one swift motion, Bruce flipped you over onto the couch, pinning you down with his body weight as he continued to kiss and nibble along your neck and collarbone.

Hearing you call him "Dad" sent a thrill through his body, and he growled low in his throat as he felt your words vibrate against his chest. With one hand still holding you down, the other slid between your legs, finding your entrance wet and ready for him. He thrust two fingers inside, curling them upward to hit that spot deep within.

Sucking you off, Bruce moaned around your cock as he expertly worked his fingers in and out of your ass. His other hand moved lower still, playing with your balls and teasing the entrance to your hole. "That's it," he encouraged breathlessly between sucks, "Let me have it." As you began to lose control, Bruce increased the pace of both his fingers and his mouth, determined to bring you to the edge.

His growl vibrated through your body as he sucked harder, taking more of you into his mouth with each downward stroke. With one hand still buried between your legs, the other moved up to grip and play with your nipples, rolling them roughly between his thumb and forefinger. "Come for me," he demanded hoarsely, not letting up on the barrage of sensations assaulting your body.