He’d resisted for a while - a short while at least, fighting with his own demons and a social taboo he’d never considered his position on before, let alone face it in person. But when his conditioned morality came crashing down under the weight of raw lust and pure desire, he practically tore the clothes from their bodies. Seeing him naked stoked the already blazing fire into a inferno. The lad was tossed the lad onto his back, and legs curled up to present his beautiful ass with its full peachy buttocks a luscious pink hole that was pulsing in need. Crazed by the sight, he slathered some spit over his knob and positioned it the entrance ready to thrust. But a final reservation held him back. ‘You have to tell me you really want this!’ the man insisted. ‘I know I do, and you certainly look like you do. But I need to hear you say it, Calum.’ ‘Of course I want it, Dad. I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life… Please! Do it. Ram it right in and fuck my brains out. Fuck me and breed me with the spunk that made me.’ Fair enough. So that’s what he did. After years apart and missing out on his son’s childhood, it was the least he could do as he set about.. MAKING UP FOR MISSED CUDDLES
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AuthorSome Gay Family Erotica thoughts from Fergie Boy Archives
May 2020
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