“Yes sir.” He mumbled. It secretly gave me joy. xnx Driving home, it was still morning, and I was disappointed with how my day off was shaping up. “Why don’t you take care of this for me?” I motioned towards the tent hovering above my crotch. It infuriated me that I’ve watched my son blowing his load down his mom’s throat at least weekly for over a year, while she on the other hand hasn’t sucked MY dick in 15 years! I was trembling with anger, already planning the divorce. ‘Thank God she’s on birth control’ I thought to myself as I turned and walked back to finish my yard. I suddenly felt very aware that my wife was still behind me. A tight fitting top, with a short plaid skirt and knee high socks… Maybe not quite as small and slutty as you’d see on
