It was a different feeling than last night. Last night, walking with Mark, after dark, was sweet and romantic. Out in broad daylight, it was nice, but...in a way I felt like I was showing off my boyfriend. My boyfriend! I never had a boyfriend before, and it was exhilarating, it was exciting, and it was just plain different than I had ever felt before. ‘Mark, I’ve got to tell you, my parents are coming to pick me up this evening after class. I’ve got to go home for the weekend.’ By now we were. ”“Oh fuck - I need you in me every day.”“Good boy.”“Does that mean I can stay?”“Yes, baby. You can say.”And then I plunged into my son’s clean, unlubed cunt. He cried out. I did, too. I guess that was our talk. I guess that was all that needed to be said.As I plowed him, railed him, bred him, he moaned and flexed, showing me his muscles, displaying his pride, being what he needed to be: His father’s slut-bottom son, born and raised to serve the cock that created him.His mother moved out years. More

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