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“Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock. “Then show me, father. Show me what it means, TO BE A MAN?” He says with an excitement building in his voice.

“Was it because of that?” His dad asks as he points a finger towards him. And his midsection. “That you, son?” A voice chimes in from the hallway.

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“That you, son?” A voice chimes in from the hallway. “Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.”

He does not hear the slamming of the front door. Neither does he hear the footsteps on the wood floor in the hallway. The shower drowns away all this noise. Daddy gave me a look implying his shoes are needed to be removed. “Can I take off your loafers, daddy ?” I asked so quietly. He looked at me and nodded. I took off both his loafers and put them away neatly in front of me. Daddy then raised his right leg and stepped on my forehead, pushing me down into his loafers. It is a mixed smell with sweat, testosterone, and leather. I couldn’t help but take a big whiff every time I breathed. “Hands-on the floor” he commanded. He moved his feet from my head to my hands. “Kiss them and make the stink goes away using only your fag tongue.” “Yes sir.”

“And you did it with that. Your boner?” His dad asks. “I guess.” He looks down. And then smiles at his dad.

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Судебная пожарно-техническая экспертизаСудебная пожарно-техническая экспертиза для установления причин возгорания пожара промышленных объектов, жилых домов, квартир, автомобильного транспорта (легкового и грузового) и т.д.
Судебное экспертное электротехническое исследованиеСудебное экспертное исследование систем электроснабжения на исследуемых объектах на соответствие требованиям монтажа и эксплуатации согласно с Правилам устройства электроустановок в Республике Казахстан.
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“You are grown. Yes. Physically. Yes, my son. But a full man. No! No!” His father, says, sharply. “You have much more to grow, to mature, before you are a man, before you can call yourself. A man.” “This is what a man looks like, son.” His father says as his pants fall to the floor. From his waist out pops his representation of a 40-year-old-man. And father of two teenage boys. His cock.

“What are you now, son?” I didn’t move and I didn’t want to move because the smell in there is so toxic. I can smell daddy’s unwashed ass in there. I was also so happy as daddy sat on the toilet to released his scent just for me to sniff. Just when The scent faded away I heard the daddy say, “Come here, boy.” I saw daddy sitting on my couch with nothing but a white brief on. The bulge was staring at me. I knew I was going to be having a wonderful night.

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В моей практике исследовались возгорания в легких и грузовых автомобилей, на объектах жилой и коммерческой недвижимости, в зданиях производственного и складского назначения, энергетических установках и иных промышленных объектах.

The helmet of the man’s cock weaves a picture of no recognition as the father’s cum streaks itself through the watery haze. His father’s words are what he hears when he erupts. His cum streaming like liquid threads from the pee-hole of his rigid cock.

“Nope.” He says. Flatly. As he runs his hand over his still steely-hard length of his curved cock. Garrett resumes the fondling of his cock while he takes long drawn-out whiffs from his sweat, piss and cum stained jockstrap.

His father loosens his grip on the full balls of his son as he stands. He can see the spurts of hair that dot the chest of his son. And he can see the heaving and gentle rise and fall of his son’s chest, as he breathes, as his excitement builds. “You know what you have to do. Doncha. Son.” His dad says.

“I think all of us were sprouting wood, today, dad.” He says. “Coach even noticed how hard we all were.” “But you didn’t though, did you, son?”

“I figured you did.” His father says. “You play on a team, so you know the purpose of teamwork.” “Then, what is this, father.” He says as he wrestles his cock in a fierce grip and squeezes it like he is fighting against a serpent unleashed from its coil.

“That you, son?” A voice chimes in from the hallway. “Yeah. Yessir. Dad.” Garrett mutters.

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В моей практике исследовались возгорания в легких и грузовых автомобилей, на объектах жилой и коммерческой недвижимости, в зданиях производственного и складского назначения, энергетических установках и иных промышленных объектах.

Garrett sits on the commode, where his father had sat. “I knew ya couldn’t keep your hands off it.” His dad says. “Men can’t do it, we are drawn to our cocks, like a moth to a flame, and usually that burning sensation that a man feels is the cum boiling up in our balls. You know that feelin’ doncha son?”