Unleashed Inferno: A Son's Submission Unleashed

In the depths of his father's bedroom, a figure lay sprawled on the floor, begging for mercy and submission. It was Jerome, the only son of a man with a heart made from stone. The air was thick with tension as he waited to see if the pleasure he sought would be granted.

His father grunted, rubbing against the wall as he prepared himself for the act at hand. He was not one to shy away from his desires, and with each pound of the cock, he felt closer to getting what he wanted. Jerome's eyes were fixed on his father, his cock throbbing as he waited for the moment when he would be given an eternity of pleasure.

As the act began, it was a cacophony of grunts, groans, and cries that echoed through the room. The tension in the air was palpable, but there was no sign of any foreplay or hesitation. The only sound left was the man's cock rubbing against his ass, the rough grinding that filled his chest.

The act continued to build on the intensity of the moment, each grunt and grun growing louder as the act wore on. The sex was brutal, unbridled and raw, with no holds barred and no room for error. It was a raw, primal and unbridled act of fucking, one that would leave the man's cock trembling in his hand.

As the act continued to build intensity, Jerome's cock was throbbing with every pounding against the floor, his grunts growling with every pound. The room filled with sweat and blood, the air thick with anticipation. It was a moment where time stood still, and all that existed was the man's cock and his own body.

The act continued to build on the intensity of the moment, each pound of the cock growing louder and more insistent. Jerome's grunts growling with every pound, the sex building in intensity. The room filled with sweat and blood, the air thick with anticipation. It was a moment where time stood still, and all that existed was the man's cock and his own body.

As the act came to an end, it was as if the man had reached a state of nirvana, his cock throbbing with every pound. The room filled with sweat and blood, the air thick with anticipation. It was a moment where time stood still, and all that existed was the man's cock and his own body.

The act ended, each grunt and grun echoing through the room. The tension in the air had dissipated, replaced by an eerie silence. Jerome lay sprawled on the floor, his cock throbbing with every pound. The room was quiet, save for the sound of his own breathing. He had been given an eternity of pleasure, a moment that would be etched into his memory forevermore.

The act ended, and it was over. The room fell silent, the only sound being the man's grunts echoing through the room. The man lay sprawled on the floor, his cock throbbing with every pound. It was an act of fucking, one that had been given to him as a gift.

Sex stories

Did you like this story? Unleashed Inferno: A Son's Submission Unleashed look, but like these, here Sex stories.