#Cookie Jarred Velvet, (2018).

#Cookie Jar red velvet, (2018).

Meet the Parents

König's parents are super straightforward, so Austrian.

The two of you had been in a relationship for some time now and so you decided, it was finally time for you to meet the parents.

You're on a short sabbatical, staying over at their place in the summer time and you must say it is lovely. Austria is so scenic, the food is good, the weather delightful, all in all you thought this was going to be a lovely trip.

It was your third day there when you came down for breakfast, his mother looking up from her paper.

"So, you are trying for a baby?"

You eyes widen as you stutter out a response.

"W-what, no... umm, nein, sorry?"

"Ah, I only ask because you have ze sex many times during the days, the evenings... the mornings."

You bring your hands to your face, feeling it burning up.

As if just on time, König walks in, he looks at you, "hm?" he practically grunts as he towels off his hair.

You can't bring yourself to say words, only a squeak, you want to curl up in a hole and die.

König's father looks totally unbothered, sipping his coffee, leaning on the breakfast bar, typically a man of few words himself.

"You know, we thought he was a homosexual ever since ze incident..." You tune out the words as König's father adds his own two cents.

Well, isn't this just... lovely.

ex-husband price still swings by when your kids and your new boyfriend are out, by the way, to fuck you. he says it's all a quick check and that there's no feelings attached to this, but when he's got you in a mating press or a full nelson, punching his cock in-and-out of your gushing and squelching cunt, he makes you say you love him. when your mind is fried with straining pleasure, and your eyes are crossed, he noses along your ear and murmurs, "look how much more honest y'r poor cunt is. s'all puffy and squirtin'. missed me lots, don't it?"

he slaps your clit, heavy palm striking in quick successions. you howl, pleasure and biting pain razing you, and all john does is muffle his chuckles on your shoulder, his eyes crinkled in his delight.

(and if he timed it well, your boyfriend should be home soon.)

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