My wandering eye quickly turned into a wandering limb as my foot tip-toed its way towards my boy lying facedown on the floor. The friction created a small bubble of warmth where our bodies made contact and at first I just mindlessly let my socked foot casually roam the area. A wave of desire washed over me and I soon set my laptop away for safe keeping, knowing full well I had lost all sense of focus… on work that is. Instead my attention was shifting towards my son’s beautiful body, feeling my toes cave into the crevice of his crack while playing footsie with my boy’s bum. With just a few flicks of the tongue and some wet kisses planted against his hairless hole, my boy’s boner grew large enough for him to stroke it. Oh, how I love seeing how hard my son gets when I tease him! Able to anticipate what is coming next, my son throws his legs up above his shoulders while straddling the couch cushion. I grab hold of my thick member and press against his entrance, only to feel his tight hole loosening up for my engorged erection. His hole was tight, but not a problem with a bit of patience, a son trusting enough to relax and let his old man take the reins on the breeding that was about to take place. Zac was so loud that I couldn’t muffle the moans roaring out of him even if I tried!
