I kept watching Dad and how he played, first tugging and pulling, then rubbing the head. Porn sex I need a shower too, so why don’t we just get in together. Some hit my still open mouth and I reflexively swallowed, then licked what was around my lips and on my chin. You are going to have a hell of a time taking care of that, aren’t you?” I nodded, suddenly sadder than I’d been in a while. At your age I was doing it 2 or 3 times a day, and I didn’t stop until… Mom, though, finally said enough is enough, and told me in no uncertain terms that right after dinner, I was going to shower. We chatted about normal things while dad squirted some shampoo into my left hand, and laughed as I clumsily tried washing it with one hand. I licked it off, and liked it. Dad got undressed and joined me just as I was getting my hair wet to start washing it. I noticed that Dad’s pre-cum, clear when it was leaking from his dick head, would get worked into a froth by his hand.
