At least with a cotton top tonight instead of your usual golf or flannel shirt." "I thought you'd like it..." "I do. The creamy color makes you look s...fter." "I can't afford to allow a soft appearance much in my work, which just about consumes my days." "Tonight you can." "I guess... more wine?" "Please. Come here; give me a hug before you go." "That feels good. Almost like old times. You’re still soft and cuddly. And unexpectedly dangerous." "Ha-ha. Do you remember the day at Belle Isle?". He knew what to do, and starts to suck off the remnants of my nut from my shaft. After he gets me squeaky clean, I then pause, with about half my dick still in his throat. With an evil shit-eatin grin, I then unload again--'cept this time with my hot stinkin jock piss. Before he could react I had already filled his mouth with my nectar, and ordered him to swallow. Dustin takes gulp after gulp as I continue to fill his belly with my golden prize. After I empty my low hangin balls, and pulling. He was always caring and there for me and my granny my mother and father got divorced when I was very small, so they have settled in their own respective life, I live with my granny when papa comes he brings his friend along.So, it was then I knew him and he used to hug me and kiss me in my cheeks earlier it was nothing. I felt just warm affection, I don’t know how this warm affection turned into boiling passion it was that night when I turned 18 yrs old.My grand ma was not well so, she used to. Mygorgeous, well-built mom never wore more than her underwear around the house andmost of the time she went braless. It didn't take her long to notice myerections and so one afternoon she escorted me into her bedroom, took off herpanties and began my lessons in sex education. I came four times before she letme return to whatever I was doing. That evening when dad got home, he escortedme into the bedroom and gave me a sound thrashing with his belt for daring tohave sex with his wife without.