I was balling like a little baby. Welcome to our home, hope you make the cut because my son has been a little depressed since Bobby said he was moving. Correct he said. It gushed forward and down my throat and I was trying to swallow and not lose any, but some dribbled down my chin. He stopped and rubbed my red burning ass. He moved in front of me and pushed his crotch into my face and reached out with hand and rubbed my back. I managed a muffled 31 as my eyes swelled with tears. I felt miniscule next to this monster meat log. He held me for a while and then pushed me back a little and asked if I was ready to eat. He then stood up and motioned for me to remove my hands, then he placed his hand under my chin and pushed my head back and then planted his mouth on mine. I arrived home still in a bit of a daze from the most eventful day of my life.
