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“But you didn’t though, did you, son?”

“Dad! Dad!” His son says in a straining voice. “Release me?”

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.

“That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.

“Pick it up and smell the crotch.” His dad says.

“Was it because of that?” His dad asks as he points a finger towards him. And his midsection.

Garrett does not go hog-wild on his tool. He caresses and adores it like one would an idol.

“Do it!” His dad orders.

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I was surprised He wasn’t angry. He said,” boy you wait here, I am going to the bathroom.” He closed the door. He must sit on the toilet with pants down because I heard him losing the belt but didn’t hear him peeing. After a while, he called my name,” get in here ass sniffing slut.” I opened the door and crawled to the side of daddy. Daddy was still sitting on the toilet. . Just when I was confused why he sat that and did nothing. He stood up and pulled his pants up. I did take a peep of daddy’s huge uncut Middle Eastern dick. Half hard like 7inches already. While he was doing that, he grabbed my hair pushed right into the toilet, and closed the lid. “ smell my ass from there boy when it is still fresh.” He paused and continued, “ Don’t move.”

“That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.

“I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words.

He reaches for and cups the wiggling low hangers of his teenage son.

“You have not fucked, have you, my son? Have you?” His father asks, as he readjusts the cock covered and swelling in his khaki pants. “I thought as much.”

His bare ass melts to the lid of the toilet bowl. He sweats from the steam and the exertions from his continued pounding of the fierceness of his cock. He wiggles as his ass opens, squeaking on the plastic surface of the thrown lid, as he takes whiffs from the cum soaked pouch of the jock that covers his face.

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.

“What are you now, son?”

“That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.

“It was intense. Really intense. We ran so many drills. I am exhausted.” He explains.

“Nope.” He says. Flatly. As he runs his hand over his still steely-hard length of his curved cock.