After enjoying the feeling for a bit, I start sliding my hand up and down my shaft. That fucking bitch. Getting my subliminal hint, he entangles his fingers in my hair, moving my head up and down his length as he thrusts in and out of my mouth. Times like these were always the best. Just thinking about it is making me test the limit of my pants. Getting my subliminal hint, he entangles his fingers in my hair, moving my head up and down his length as he thrusts in and out of my mouth. It’s sure as hell not a curse. This is my own personal heaven. I look him in the eyes as I suck him off and he’s in absolute bliss. But not even halfway through the knock, the door jerks open, revealing Katelyn, rubbing her head in annoyance. I then do the same to my shorts, sliding them just above my crotch. Just being in the front yard, tossin’ the ol’ pigskin around with my pop and lil’ bro. It feels so fucking goood. “Always focusing on the past,” I say, folding my arms,
“Whatever,” he replies, “So…how does it work? That wasn’t nearly enough time for it to subside. I’m living out all of my fantasies and not a single soul has to know.
