THE RICHARDS FAMILY Sex Tape five - Cleaning Up

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Description: I arrived home after running some errands and was pleased to discover that my son Asher was already home from work. I was even more pleased when he announced that he desperately needed a shower-and asked if I would care to join. He didn't have to ask me twice!As my sweet, Bae son and I entered the shower stall, I couldn't help but notice that Asher hadn't once taken his eyes off of me since I had arrived home. Honestly, I felt like the luckiest dad alive because these days, Asher doesn't make any bones about his attraction to me. As we stood underneath the refreshing warmth of the shower spray, it was clear as day that Asher liked what he saw as he gazed at my soak body. His lust was confirmed by the look of giddiness inside his eyes when I flexed my beefy pecs for him which he always eventually begs me to do when I have my shirt off. I feel the same way about touching his inked body, tracing its firm musculature, kneading it till it yields.With a look of virgin love and adoration, Asher went inside for a kiss. My son and I have always been close, and so I fully acknowledge the fact that he looks up to me he always has. But things have changed inside the best way possible. Asher didn't just look up to me, he wanted me. I really am the luckiest dad alive.As our shower concluded, I couldn't help but notice that even after we had toweled off, Asher's T-penis was still dripping and eager. And he wasn't the only 1 that, despite toweling off, was not fully dry inside the nether regions: my cockhead was dribbling precum like you wouldn't believe. I threw our towels to the side and instructed my son to follow me inside my bedroom.We barely made it across the threshold before we started making out. My manhood bobbed up and down as my son's cherry-red lips and bubble-gum tongue worked their magic. I couldn't keep my hands off of Asher's fine, small-stripper shape and build. Regardless of how Mother Nature had formed Asher, his masculine transformation gave him a certain ruggedness that was most definitely appealing and easy on the eyes.Asher suddenly pushed me back on the bed. He had decided he was going to be into charge and performance Daddy who's a voluptuous cocksucker. For being so young still, Asher had really become quite a master at giving fellatio. Asher's oral training came heterosexual from me I taught him to use the same techniques and mind-sucking maneuvers that I used on my own father.My son demonstrated for me how even a small, little mouth such as his could now fairly easily take my entire girth with 1 drink. The way Asher could use those juicy, cherry lips to suction onto my sensitive cockhead was something he had figured out how to do all on his own I sure hadn't taught him that! Bj this stunning absolutely needed to be reciprocated. It took less than half a second for Asher to got inside a sixty-nine position after I told him to. The moans, cries and wails of our chemistry were noticeably gets more impassioned, even animalistic. I pulled Asher off of me and I rolled onto my back. Without a word, he jumped on top of me and giggled inside my ear as he positioned his bonus hole and slid all the way down on my aching daddy cock. As Asher rode me, we couldn't help but gaze at 1 another with wonder. How could a father and son gotten so lucky? Our naughty communion and evolution was rough to put in words. Luckily for us, because of how close we already were before Asher's transformation, this monstrous leap into our relationship no longer needed words. We had get used to letting our eyes, tongues, and fingertips do the talking. Asher's passion seemed to be unquenchable. It was damn near uncontrollable at times. This scared me a little bit, but only inside so much as the thought of him ever leaving my side or even my bed was becoming less tolerable to me.I desperately tried to match his passion. I made love and screwed this boy inside every position I could think of until I knew I had reached the point of no return. When I came, I think I may have counted eight or nine solid blasts from my rod. But I nearly passed out, delirious from the exertion as I was, so there may have been more.When I came to, I slowly pulled out of Asher's still vise-tight bonus hole. The semen was already oozing out from around the girth of my shaft, but I was a dam blocking far more in. Until, of course, I pulled out...