I rubbed my foot around, letting him know I was in the mood. He kept his mouth on my dick until the humping stopped. I would kick in the door, pick her up and throw her over my shoulder, and carry her to a secluded area in the creek where, if someone was looking, would not be able to see from the house. He took about ten seconds more to reach the cliff, and he shot his loads onto my hand and his stomach. I put my hand on his head, and started to feel the buzz in my 15-year-old balls. I had to pee then, so I went into the bathroom, and washed up, getting the saliva off my still hard dick. He laid back down, and I took his dick in my left hand, which I do not use for jacking-off. We always act like nothing ever happened, even if we’re alone.(I have many more stories, this is just going to be a collection of these stories.)
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