I can see it’s still you… Amateur porn while I couldn’t experience my own. As I looked down, I saw my fingers wrapped around his penis, mindlessly stroking him. I mean, minutes earlier he was trying to jam his penis into a fleshlight, without lube, as if he was trying to cut a watermelon with a knife – at least that’s what it reminded me of. We spent a few moments in silence – him staring at me, while I thought about what I should say, and how to instruct him properly. “Umm, about earlier…”
“Yes?” I said as I re-checked my clothes and my hair, then picked up the condom wrapper off the floor. why don’t you pull down your covers, so I can see what you’re doing?”
“What?” he gasped in disbelief. But now, as a parent in the 21st century, it was expected of me to sit him down and… Then, my mind racing a thousand miles per second, I realized it wasn’t such a bad idea. “Is he messing with me, or is he really so clueless?” I couldn’t help but wonder, but the latter became more and more apparent with every passing second.
