You did not hurt me at all. It felt great, and you helped me cum with your dick inside me. That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had dad. I tru...t you dad, and I want to learn more from you.”“There is plenty of time to learn more son. Right now rest and snuggle with me. As my dick gets soft it will come out, but your hole is nice and open for dad, just the way I like it. If we fall asleep here for a while that will be fine son,” I told him as we both fell off to sleep for a bit.An hour or. I decelerate and pull off to the side. I’m a mess. My skin’s cold and clammy. I lose track of time until my nerves settle and I pull back onto the road. Out over the ocean the sun is a squished blood orange as it dips over the horizon. A supernatural heat starts to burn in my belly as I continue the rest of the way in unnerving silence. II. When the automatic sensors register the Chevy, small globes of muted silver flicker on in patterned pairs, illuminating the winding path up to the. It just seemed so important toproperly impress this young handsome boy.Peter turned to John and smiled again has he gave him a cute littlesissy wave with his hankie. Both boys were oblivious to their naughtypeenie/penis bulges. Peter twirled about and retraced his steps back tothe main house, not caring a whit about the passing automobiles or theechoing clicks from his mary janes.His mind was still reeling with impressions from his chance encounterwith the lawn boys when he met a bemused Miss. "Wait, you're not seriously looking at my jugs now, are you?" No, no, I am not, Ms. Jacobs. I respect you and would never put you in that position," he replied, waving his hands."Just how you respected those ladies? That's how you show respect, Troy? By eyeballing their breasts? That's respect?" I pondered, getting up and walking towards him.He shook like I put a quarter in him, and he couldn't look back at me."Are you crying, Troy?" No," he whined, backing away. "But you flaunting your bosoms.