Wasn’t I enough for you”? I breathlessly watch him lay back on the bed, beckoning me to climb up. I couldn’t resist leaning into him and lightly kissing it. I was where my mom was, on my knees between my fathers legs, looking up at his marvelous cock. When the muscular man had the fragile boy where he wanted him, he took hold of the young guys hair with one hand, pulling his head up. I open it up andfind what I’ve been looking for. Slowly, he lifted his hand, running his thick fingers through my hair as my body shook. Licking my lips, I lowered my eyes to my present. I must have been thinking too hard because I didn’t hear him leave. Throwing caution into the wind, I walk to the stairs and pause for a second to calm my nerves. When I get down to my hand I hold still, working his cock with my throat and tongue.
