I look down and it’s like, Whoa, what the hell? Where did you go? Get back here and hang-out a little… followed by some necessary fluffing to brin...g Little Kyle back into the world.While Marc is utilizing the pool’s above described effect, Jeff and I stay put at the table. It’s not that we don’t like what we’re seeing, but come on, even a teenage guy can have a little self-control. Self-control, easy to for me to say to myself, but it’s a real personal test after how sexed-up I’ve been since. I grunt and spasm as my body arcs and finally relents.As soon as it’s over, I want to leave. I need to go. I don’t feel I can look him in the eye.“You okay?” He asks. I guess almost injuring me at the cabin and the fact that he’s bottomed himself now, has made him a little more aware of my wellbeing.“I’m fine.” I say, before adding quietly, more for myself than for him, “It’s nothing I don’t deserve.”He looks at me with something resembling dismay, “You don’t deserve to get hurt, Oliver.”“Yeah,. She squealed in annoyance, and used the spear to retrieve the float.“You forgot to attach the line, idiot!” John now realised why the line was so heavy: it was too lines, with one for affixing round the float, so it could be hauled back when they had seen enough. He soon tied the loose end round the float and made sure the knot was tight, before pushing the float out again.With the extra impetus given by the long spear the float with its oil lamp drifted out into the dark, and shortly they. I could only guess that my son became sexually overwhelmed not just knowing but actually feeling the same potent seed that had created him 27 years ago is now my taking ownership of his body and soul. The next thing I knew Jay began to buck and grind his hips. My cock was still deep in my boy’s pussy, Jay was still hungry for cock. He began to moan loudly, spurting copious amounts of cum while looking into my eyes. We were both sweating profusely as I leaned my head down, my son and I kissed.