Doing It with Daddy
Daddy’s cock was bigger and harder than ever. He kept moaning things like “you should not be doing this” and “no, Blossom” but I took no notice of negatives. Instead I gripped the bottom half of his thick shaft and marvelled at him anew.He had been impressive last weekend but surely it hadn’t been as big as this!Advertisements‘Blossom,’ he groaned, ‘don’t do something we’ll both regret.’Right then the only thing I regretted was not watching him harden. He’d sprung out of his boxers fully erect,...