He started by making movements similar to what a mime would do, however, he then firmly grasped the man by the arms. He pulled him close and proceeded...to bearhug him, squeezing him painfully. The mime blinked at the words spoken, before beginning to groan and grunt in pain. Strangely, he did not resist, but tried to imitate the movements of a person who was running out of oxygen. Or, was he even imitating? In any case, his eyelids were starting to drop. Paul crossed his arms and while keeping. With Frank in this position, I decided it was my turn to make Frank say some things. Between kisses and licks I started asking Frank questions. “Are you my daddy?” Frank said “Yes”, but that wasn’t good enough for me. “Tell me you’re my daddy.” “I am your daddy” Frank moaned. “Does daddy like it when I kiss and lick your cock, daddy?” Frank grunted, “Yes”. “I want to hear daddy tell me what he likes”, I said as I kissed his cock. Frank was quiet for a couple of seconds before he realized what. "Sarah did't want to tell him off, it was hardly his fault he'd gotattacked, she watched a droplet of water run down his neck onto his tightabdominal muscles, Mike worked out alot becuase he was captain of theschool swimming team.Mike grimaced slightly as Sarah bathed his cuts."Sorry." Sarah said seeing the look on her son's face."That's o.k. mom." Mike replied, his mother was leaning over him slightlyas she rubbed off the blood from the side of his neck, her dress was quitelow-cut and her. Then, my body seized again, I thrust forward and rapture took over my body as my cock emptied once again into my grandmother's depths."Oh, Howie, how wonderful, more love from you, dear, more inside me, how I love that."She held me to her for a few minutes as I still slowly went in and out of her, then she rolled us over so she was up over me, my dick still in her, and she began moving herself up and down on me as her breasts swayed back and forth to the rhythm of her motions.It wasn't long.