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