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What the fuck was wrong with me!? Why would I even think about what Dad had down there? Yet, it was pressing against me, so why wouldn’t I think about it? Should I try to indian feel it? Erm, nah. No way, José! With Lee it had been out in the open and he had asked me if I wanted to. Dad was not asking me. Best do nothing. Dad had started to move around Hairy more, poking me here and there. Not gonna lie, I kind of liked the feeling, especially as he had been touching the erection I had gotten. desi It felt natural to start moving my bottom against him, but maybe that was not what he had hoped for because all of sudden he excused india himself and quickly left the tent saying he “had to pee again”. It took a couple of minutes before he returned, and he seemed to fall asleep shortly afterwards. For me, it took a while longer. The last day of our journey into nature started much like Hardcore the others. Everyone slept as long as they wanted and ate breakfast when they wanted. I was seriously embarrassed around my dad, though he certainly managed to act normal – as if nothing had happened. The others wanted to crown a final winner among them in archery, and I worked out during that time – doing pushups and squats. I would not be a puny, skinny little kid for much longer! I would get strong and show everyone at school not to mess with me and maybe, just maybe, my dick would one day be as big as the one Lee had shown me. After a late lunch together, Reginald decided to take a nap in his tent. Meanwhile, Dad had decided that there would be no more postponing of workouts for his part either and therefore he and Lee started doing pushups, lunges, squats and crunches. Aingeal streaked magic from us, slamming into his hands, india knocking Hairy them back as they swung at us, trying to smash me off. Since it was comfy and free, he accepted and also gained free meals at the lady’s dinner table. She had red hair that spilled about her head. She moaned loudly when I took her cock in my mouth and buried my middle finger in her hot pussy. She was laughing as they surfaced and flung an armful of water at desi the mischievous boy. Every Hardcore good relationship has its bad moments. “Or Sarah can tell us what she wants you do to her. You lot have fun.’ he said shakily, nodding towards each of them but not looking any in the eye. At promptly 7 the next morning Ling had breakfast ordered and in the indian room as he woke. So, showing my hard dick is nothing special to me.”