After that, he would call it quit no matter what.A chill breeze rose and blew raindrops on what was left of dry ground under the balcony. Still pacing...nervously, Raphael adjusted his collar. Just then, he noticed someone running across the street, straight towards the alley he was standing in. His heart stopped for a second; the person was approaching fast but he could not tell yet if he or she had seen him.The person glanced left and right before entering the alley. From what he could make of. “Hi Michael” – he doesn’t look up. Cut to another bedroom door opening up, another teenage boy playing on another PS4, headset on, “Hi Kevin...” – he waves us away as he talks to his friend. Then we watch as the woman walks us along the hall to her bedroom, talking back over her shoulder. “I don’t think the lockdown is bothering them – they just play playstation all fucking day – you could set a bomb off in the street outside, so long as the internet doesn’t go down, they wouldn’t leave their. The other thing that singled him out and indirectly the cause of him being sent to us, was the size of his prick. The tiny thing nestled above a small pair of balls and even erect barely measured five inches. For some genetic reason, at puberty all his growth went into his body and forgot about his penis.We hadn't seen him until he was brought naked and handcuffed into the hall for his 'welcome'. He'd heard they were going to flog him and he wasn't about to let that happen without a struggle. But im ok”. “Do you want me to stop?” I asked. She shook her head saying “no, keep going. I want it all the way in me”.With that encouragement, I slide out of her a little and slowly push my way into my daughter whilst looking at her. She had laid back down by this stage but was looking into my eyes still. I felt myself bottoming out pressing up against her cervix. I look down and there is still about an inch and a half still outside of her newly strectched pussy.“I’m in as far as I’m going to.