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