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