She reached under the pillow and produced the soup bone again, jamming
it into her sopping cunt. I’m running this show. Porn So Cindy bucked her hips forward, and suddenly Bobby opened his eyes at
the unfamiliar smell before his nose. “Can I do that?”
“I think so, son, I hope so,” Mike released his own cock and went back to
pumping Peter’s. When Tiger was done, she licked her hand and his dog-cock, cleaning up
all the cum. Lately that nameless guy had
been christened Greg. Almost immediately he was rewarded with with a
stiffening. He nuzzled down and found it. “What were Dad and Peter doing?”
“Oh, you know, different stuff,” which was true as far as it went. “That’s great, Dad, can I try it?”
Mike wanted to keep jacking his son off to see if he could cum, so he
answered, “Not right now, son. Greg watched as his cock pushed slowly and deeply into his
sister’s golden furred snatch.
