“I want to smell like my Daddy sometimes,” he said with a wink. It was young and puckered but slightly loosened with practice. Gay porn The first golf ball slid out to meet it, then popped right out, shooting into the dad’s hand. “I like the look, Dad,” he joked, seeing his father wearing only his boxers and a tied necktie that hung perfectly in the valley of his meaty, fatherly pecs.Mark sighed in frustration as his son’s fingers ran along his hairy chest. It had been a long day. Sure, he’d seen it before, but it had been too long. Mark could see the shiny wetness of lubricant smeared all over the crack and hole. It had been fun to see their playing partners, the Weavers take first place, but the Edwards were nowhere in that league.Mark looked over at his son. “Nice night to enjoy the deck.” He was still adjusting to divorced life in a smaller townhouse, but the deck made the place feel like home to him.”Sure, Dad, ” Scott said, “Though I’m gonna jump in the shower first, wash off the day’s grime.”He went ahead and pulled off his trim-cut golf shirt.”Um, yeah, go ahead,” the dad replied.
