Thick Cheeks Parted, Ready And Waiting
I headed upstairs to clean myself up. XXX As I looked, I noticed his penis hanging down from his crotch. My hands were slicked and slippery. I tried to use a dry part of the towel to wipe my hand, but that made things worse. Later that night Sara and I were watched television after cleaning the kitchen from dinner, and the dog, Hunter, waltzed into the room. I was still shocked by how she acted like everything was fine and normal. There was a bulge at the base of the cock that looked threatening but Sara stayed clear of it. As if she had simply spilled some soda or dropped an egg. I headed upstairs to clean myself up. I tried to catch my breath and regroup my thoughts. He sniffed the couch and walked around the room, exploring the space. “Remember my handwarmer?”, she asked. How did that fit inside my daughter? And didn’t you teach me that all of God’s creatures are good?
