Not yet, son. Gay porn So I reached back, real carefully, trying not to let my fingertips graze the head of his cock too much, while I searched for the button on the fly of his shorts. His thick, muscular thighs, his high, tight, rounded ass, the big bulge in his running shorts. Like Dad’s doing, with his big cock, all hard for you, dude…I was all of a sudden petty much ready to shoot, thinking that, and I guess he felt me tense up or some other kind of signal, because Dad quit kissing me, making this fucking hot little growling noise, and let go of my cock. I’d compared my cock to the dudes in porn, and I was pretty happy with what I saw. All deep and intense.“Fuck me, Dad,” I blurted out, and he growled and wrapped his arm back around me as he thrust up my slimed-up crack hard and fast.“Buddy, I wanna,” he growled, locking those crazy hot eyes on mine. Then he looked all the way down my body, slowly, nodding as he went, a little bit of a grin on the corners of his mouth.“Yeah, you’re mine, kid,” he murmured, and I don’t know if he meant that I came from him or I belonged
