My son tells of Megan’s boobs. We both enjoy that
My Sunday morning shaving routine is disturbed when my son comes into the bathroom. What happened next was rather nice. Before last Sunday morning, at around 9.26 a.m. (not that I’m recalling the precise moment with great fondness, lol) I had never tasted semen, not even my own. Even more remarkable was that it was son’s. 14½-year-old Jake was a regular lad. I know he’d been dating a girl for a while, and there was no surprise in that because he was (is) a really good-looking lad. Like me he enjoys aerobic exercise and weights. He is now almost as tall as me, at 5’9”. His frame, which I had seen often in sports clothing and swim trunks, is very fine indeed. Well defined, slim, very slightly tanned from the outdoor fun of a sunny …
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