“Don’t give me that,” he accused. “You were into it. Admit it. You ever jerk off while she was out getting plugged full of cock by some other ...uy?” “It wasn’t like that.” “Then how the fuck was it. Tell me I have to know.” “It wasn’t like anything.” “Fuck it, I’ll ask her myself. She’ll probably get a kick out of it, unless she doesn’t even know.” Then reading my face, he added “She doesn’t, does she?” “You have to promise, not to say anything to her. Or anyone else like at work or anything.”. Feeling your wetness mount and pressing my face and mouth hard against your pussy as I eat you, as I taste you, as your wetness soaks my face and beard. Reaching beneath you as I fuck you with my tongue and find your ass and insert a finger inside of you, feeling your tightness surround my finger as your pussy soaks me while I continue to eat you. Feeling you reach down and grasp my hard cock in your hand, and stroke me, and you use your other hand to reach down to your own pussy as I eat you,. “I d-don’t know what you’re talking about, son,” he stammers as he tries to hide his growing woody behind his small towel. “Oh come on,” the boy whispers as he inches towards his shocked father, “I know you have the hots for me. I can tell by the way you stare at me, eyeing my package, picturing me naked, in your bed, on your cock . . . “ With these last words, the boy pulls away the towel and exposes his father’s engorged woody. He takes it in his hand, worshipping the meaty tool that gave. We're going to tell the police about you trying to sell a five year old little boy that was the product of a rape."His eyes jittered back and forth."So I don't expect you to be able to cause Ronnie any more trouble for a good long while," I said. "But they might only put you away for four or five years, Jack. Hell, who knows? They might not even put you in prison at all. So here's what you need to understand about Ronnie, and Timmy, and this house, and me."I made sure his eyes were on mine, and.