Crime House-The Executor And His Assistant

The sound of the shower echoes throughout the empty house. The bathroom door is open. He knows he has privacy. He is alone. No older brother. No father. Or mother. It is just him. filmy porno “Do it!” His dad orders.

“I knew ya couldn’t keep your hands off it.” His dad says. “Men can’t do it, we are drawn to our cocks, like a moth to a flame, and usually that burning sensation that a man feels is the cum boiling up in our balls. You know that feelin’ doncha son?” Garrett nods his head as he wraps the jock over his head, and takes a hearty breathe of the pouch placed over his nose.

“That your jockstrap on the floor next to you, son?” His dad asks. All the blood rushes from his brain to his throbbing erection plus the heat of the shower, making the young lad, light-headed.

“What?’ He balks at the suggestion from his dad. “And you did it with that. Your boner?” His dad asks. “I guess.”

“That your jockstrap on the floor next to you, son?” His dad asks.