Leanne put her face into the sheets and said nothing. Though she tried to hide behind her silence, her body betrayed her. Her pussy was sopping wet. Dad grabbed her fat ass, mauling her cheeks, and spread her lips wide. Her dark lips opened with an audible squelch, revealing the pink interior. I wanted more than anything to lunge forward, bury my tongue into her pussy and ass or, better yet, ram my dick into her as hard as I could. I had to remind myself to be patient. Push her too far, and it would all be for nothing.
Dad rammed two fingers into Leanne’s pussy, fucking her roughly. It was clear to me that Lucas didn’t care one lick for Leanne’s pleasure. He had tried to provide it in the past, my spying made me sure of that, and she had never budged. Now, she was just his toy. An object for his amusement. Leanne moaned into the sheets as he penetrated her with his index and middle fingers. He went knuckle deep and then withdrew. To my astonishment, his fingers remained connected to her pussy by several strands of clear grool. Leanne was panting, ready to be taken.
He grabbed her by the waist this time, spinning her around so her face was towards me this time.
“Do me a favor, dad. I want to look into her eyes.”
My father obliged. He got behind his wife, grabbed her hair and pulled so that she was forced to look me in the eye. Her face was flushed with embarrassment. I was happy to see that there were no tears.
“Sorry if it’s a bit rough,” I said. “You told me not to touch you.”
With no ceremony, dad rammed his dick inside of her. She gasped, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O.’ I furiously masturbated as dad fucked her as hard as he could. I greedily drank in all aspects of her body. Her flushed cheeks, her wide open eyes, her swaying tits. Each thrust of my dad’s cock made her come within inches of my dick. Leanne looked at it, and me, with real hunger as I stroked my shaft.
It was over all too quickly. Dad hilted himself inside of her and emptied his load. I pointed my cock away from Leanne and came all over my chest. It was important to follow her meager rules, to preserve what little sense of control she thought she had. Leanne stared as I shot my load, fascinated by the pearly drops that covered my upper body.
“By all means, help yourself,” I said.
Leanne licked her lips, then shook her head. Dad pulled himself out of her and started getting dressed.
“What? Where are you going, Luke?”
“I told you that I have places to be tonight,” dad said, pulling on a thin t-shirt and a pair of jeans. “This was fun though. We should definitely do this again. See you when I see you, Lee. Take good care of her, son”
“But-”
The door slammed shut, leaving Lee and I alone in the dark. There was an uncomfortable silence. Leanne was crestfallen, gazing forlornly at the bedsheets. Sitting there on the bed with her legs crossed, heavy tits shamelessly on view, face hidden by her hair, I couldn’t help but admire her beauty.
“Why does he hate me, Roy?” Leanne asked in a quiet voice.
I sighed and pulled up my boxers. “He doesn’t hate you, Lee. He got fed up. You can’t deny that you’ve been difficult over the years. Luke is headstrong. He’ll try and try until he runs out of fucks to give. Unfortunately, he’s run out.”