ntrance. I wanted

to take it easy on the kid. I spat in my hand and greased up my fuck tool.

I skinned my cock flesh bad bared the flaring head, guided it up

to his vise-like pucker. I pressed my bloated knob against his tight assring

and pushed into the yielding pudding of his anus. The little ass-wrinkles

at his hole, smoothed out as I shoved my cockhead into the hard, young

body of my son.

He was as hot as fire inside and it was all I could do to keep from pung

right in. His ass muscles gripped me in a tight sheathi. I slid another

in and Kevin gasped. He turned his sweet mouth back to be kissed.

His toasted spid mellow. He swirled it inside my mouth like a

squirming minnow. I took his long black hair in my hands and twisted his

face further toward me. I gave him a little more cod he ground his

butt against my groin.

“Feed it to me, Daddy. Feed me your daddy-dick. I want it all,” he slurred.

His eyes had bee drugged looking. He seemed to have swooned into

a lustful stupor.

I began pumping my loins, getting deeper into him with each downward

thrust. Another inch, then a bit more, as he juiced up and gaped wider to take

me. Finally, I was in all the way to my swinging creambag.

Before long, I was slamming into my son’s up-thrust rump, delivering a

hard, ball-slapping daddy-screw as I fucked him with all I had. He panted and