Really?’ said Toby, pushing past the blockade that was his step-daddy’s arm and resting his own across the fuzzy stomach as he looked towards Curtis. ‘Yeah.’ he answered with a short laugh and smile. ‘What did you say?’ the twink asked softly.‘That I was sorry for what had gone down and that I would like to talk to him and clear it up. It was agony for Curtis, waiting to witness his fresh seed drip from his boy’s hole was as exciting as when the luxuriously red, velvet curtains open at a posh theatre, heralding the commencement of a grand performance. But his patience paid off. Gay sex The twink could feel it throb often, especially when the cock came close to the tight hole, Toby even smirked to himself when he felt some warm precum smear against his smooth, porcelain-pale ass. ‘Ok. Pound after pound, his cock was going deep into the gut of his twinky stepson, almost like it was finding the perfect spot to unload its baby batter. As Toby’s bubble-butt hovered over his stomach, Curtis’ eyes grew wide as his boy’s used hole winked at him. I’m the poorest of all.’ ‘What else did he say?’ asked Curtis as he looked to the white ceiling above him. ‘He said that you sounded like a rough
