I watched from the edge of the bed as Daddy gripped the base of my man's huge cock with one thick hand and slapped the fat head against his own tongue. "This what you wanted, boy?" Daddy growled, voice low and rough. "Wanted Daddy to suck this monster while your girl watches?"
My man, spread out on his back with his legs wide, just nodded hard, hips already twitching. His cock was a real beast, veiny and heavy, the kind that stretched my jaw whenever I tried to take it. Daddy didn't hesitate. He opened wide and swallowed half of it in one go, cheeks hollowing as he sucked hard and noisy. Spit ran down the shaft and dripped onto Daddy's stubbled chin. The wet sounds filled the room.
"Fuck, yeah, choke on it," my man grunted, pushing his hips up. Daddy took more, throat working, eyes watering but never looking away. He pulled off with a loud pop, strings of spit connecting his lips to that swollen head, then licked a long stripe from balls to tip before diving back down. His hand pumped what he couldn't swallow, twisting on every stroke.
I slid two fingers into my pussy, already soaked just from watching. "Don't stop, Daddy," I said, voice shaky. "Make him cum down your throat."
Daddy pulled off again, lips shiny, and looked at me. "You like seeing your man get used like this, don't you, baby girl?" He didn't wait for an answer. He spat on the cockhead and rubbed it in, then took it deep again, gagging wetly around the thickness. My man's abs flexed hard. He grabbed the back of Daddy's head and started fucking his face in short, rough thrusts.
The room smelled like sweat and sex. Daddy's own cock was rock hard and leaking onto the sheets, but he ignored it, focused on wrecking my man's huge dick with his mouth. Every time he pulled back I saw how red and swollen the shaft had gotten, glistening with spit. My man was moaning nonstop now, thighs shaking.
"Switch it up," I told them, crawling closer. "I want to see you fuck him, Daddy."
Daddy stood, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and flipped my man onto his stomach like he weighed nothing. He spat on his own cock, lined up, and pushed inside my man's ass in one long, steady thrust. My man howled into the pillow, that huge cock trapped between his belly and the mattress, still leaking. Daddy started pounding him, hips snapping, balls slapping loud and filthy.
I climbed up and slid underneath so I could suck my man's cock while Daddy fucked him. The angle was perfect. Every time Daddy drove forward, my man's huge dick pushed deeper into my mouth. I gagged around it, drool pouring out, but I didn't pull back. I reached up and grabbed Daddy's hips, urging him harder.
"Look at you two," Daddy rasped, voice wrecked. "My girl sucking that fat cock while I wreck this tight hole. Fuck, you're both mine tonight."
My man came first, shooting thick ropes down my throat while Daddy kept pounding him through it. I swallowed what I could, the rest spilling over my lips and chin. Daddy pulled out, flipped my man again, and straddled his chest. He jerked his own cock fast and came all over my man's face and that spent, still-hard monster between his legs, mixing their loads in messy streaks.
I licked up what I could reach, tasting both of them, then kissed my man deep so he could taste it too. Daddy watched, breathing hard, already getting hard again.
"Round two," he said, voice dark with promise. "This time I want both of you on your knees."
We didn't argue. We never did when Daddy gave orders like that.
