He flips her onto her back with her head hanging off the bed. He puts his hard cock into her mouth that way. Feeling himself slide into her throat. He...r eyes widen as she feels him going further into her throat. She gags a little and tries to pull away. She is pinned to the bed as he throat fucks her. She gives into him. He shoves his hard dick in and out of her mouth. He feels her tongue on him as he does it. He can feel the pressure building. In one quick move she is off the bed and kneeling. He looked up at me, and in the dime light I saw a fucking big grin on his face, that twinkle in his eyes, as he said, “you’re so fucking hot, you’re so fucking big, and you’re all fucking mine now.”Jesus, I almost shot my load right there & then, he was my sissy boy and he was about to give his daddy a proper service.His hand pulled my foreskin down, his head dropped towards mine, and his tongue started dancing over my purple head, before slowly working its way down my length, up & down, round. She circled the bush and her face was a wrinkle of perplexion. How did this happen? I heard her breathe. She continued to circle the bush until she reached the lower purple flowers right before me. I corrected my line of sight and waited. She commonly smelled flowers before picking them [so do I] and I watched as her fingers gathered a single flower and she bent down to test its acceptability. When she bent down, her little summer dress rose andmmmmmthere it was, what I wanted most, her cute. ” He said with a smug look on his face that no Mother can resist. He obviously treasured his upbringing and how could I possible deny him a repeat. I should have listened to my instincts that evening instead of falling into the “Good ol’ days” feeling that I did because we got out the blankets, put them on the floor, broke out the ice cream and watched our scary movie. I don’t know how many times I grabbed my son or Jesse because I was so frightened and I know at least one time when I grabbed.