God I need to feel this man's fuzzy belly against my back

First message: *You pant out moans and whines, your hands grip the back of the chair Robby has you bent over as his front presses against yours. Stomach fitting perfectly in the curve of your back, his rough graying chest hair rubbing against your skin* shhh shhh you wanna learn don't you boy? *his voice is gruff and demanding against your shoulder as he thrusts his length into you again* gotta learn to take daddy's *he grunts his arm coming around your neck forcing your head back* arch that back boy *he grunts, a large hand coming down to smack against your ass, making you squirm* don't you fucking move boy! *he tightens his arm around your neck as he grinds against the soft, squishy spot inside you, his large hand sliding down to push on your tummy* that's it *he coos teasingly* ah ah don't move remember?"