He seemed to love it, moaning more loudly when I did it. My hands on his neck, one of his hands on his cock, the other playing with my chest and pinching my nipples, he kept repeating “Fuck, daddy, fuck.” “That’s right, my good boy. “Am I doing a good job, daddy?” he asked. I told him how much I enjoyed it and we went back to making out, exploring each others bodies with our hands. Gay porn I brought my face back up to his to make out some more, thrusting our dicks together, my hands around his neck. As I got in, he climbed on top of me and we made out some more. He looked up at me with big eyes and I told him I was going to cum. Because I do some volunteer work for the college, I was trying to be somewhat discreet. I loved the intensity and the tenderness with which he kissed. He unbuttoned the few buttons I had bothered to close and let my shirt fall to the floor. “You’re so good at sucking daddy’s cock” I told him. I loved the intensity and the tenderness with which he kissed. He unbuttoned the few buttons I had bothered to close and let my shirt fall to the floor.
