Saturday morning is all about sport, and I play football in the park. Now I’m back home, out on the balcony enjoying the view. Dad’s down there, heading towards the building having returned from his tennis match. In a few minutes he’ll be enjoying the view as well - one that he’s seen many times before, but says he’ll never tire of. I hope that’s the case, as while the mornings are fun, the afternoon sport is so much better. Dad and I getting hot and sweaty, spending most of the time with his cock up my ass.
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May 2020
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