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コメント > “That is your cock, son.” His father, says. “…but it does not make you a man. It only makes you a boy with a hard cock in his hand.” “What ya lifting now?” His dad asks as he fidgets on the commode seat. He can feel his hard-on growing in his pants. > > Garrett nods his head as he wraps the jock over his head, and takes a hearty breathe of the pouch placed over his nose. https://arturzasada.pl/ - porn sex
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Garrett resumes the fondling of his cock while he takes long drawn-out whiffs from his sweat, piss and cum stained jockstrap. “But you didn’t though, did you, son?”

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“See this; see this. “His father says. “This is where power comes from.” “Yeah.” He answers his dad. “…and I was ‘going commando’ too.”

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