I counted eight thick, salty-mineral blasts of it, and I was still swallowing as he pulled my head off of his cock and up against his big, heaving body.Dad’s tongue slid back into my mouth, and he grunted at the taste of himself in there, before plunging his tongue even deeper, working my mouth over almost frantically as he scooped up as much of his cum as he could get, before I started to fight back. Gay sex I backed off it until just that big salty head was in, resting on my caressing tongue, and moaned myself as I felt the thick jets of his potent cum paint the surface of it and the back of my swallowing throat. Just his deep blue eyes, the feel of him pressed so close against me, his breath on my neck and ear, his big hands on my lats. “You don’t have to…”“Shhh, buddy,” he half-murmured into my ear, right into the core of my brain, felt like.
