Feel how hard my dick is. Touch it, Daddy.”
milking gullet.
would be ned. Your mother would literally kill me.” I used every
young haunches, grinning at me, playing with his bone. “Feel me, Daddy.
“Didn’t you like it, Daddy? Seems like you did, much as you shot.” He
argument I’d ever heard.
asms I’d ever experienced. I trembled and shuddered uhe force
bat right between my wide spread legs and I ejaculated down my son’s
had dreamed. And I was getting ready to cum just as I had dreamed.
slurping lips off my spitting hose and pulled him up.
He was o do it again. I would never mention it. He sat there on his
slowly, making me cum, almost ready to shoot. I woke up.
of my violent climax. A spasm of discharge hit me like a hard swung ball
He gave me a shy little smile and whispered, “Making my daddy feel
“Jesus, son!” I cried. “What the hell are you doing?” I dragged his still
swallowed the spurting seed. I was wracked by one of the most turbulent
Kevin really was sug my cock!
punched out my hips and Kevin started sug on my meat. I was going
shooting off cock sau heavy bursts. He frantically sucked my root and
good.”
I begged him to go back to his room. We would fet this ever happened.
“It isn’t that, son,” I said, trying to trol my labored breathing. “I
“Ah, shit!” I gasped.
Uhe blas, his head was w on my brick hard dick just as I
s knees in front of me. I leaned bad
“No, son.”
“No one will e
to cum any minute.
felt so real. His soft lips sucked my cock up and down, slowly, slowly, ever so
I k was a dream and I knew I wao shoot off. It felt so good. It
Kevin swiftly threw the bla off and I arched my pelvis into the air,
lasciviously licked his full, fleshy lips. “I did.”
“I’m old enough, Dad. I know what I like.”
“You ’t do that, son. It’s nht.”