Charlie Reluctantly Gets to Sucking
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 26
by
copier
· original author:
smashedunder
Richard was worried he'd taken things a bit too far with his son when suddenly a pair of warm lips wrapped around his erect dick, and the man felt as if his soul was being sucked out through his penis. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the velvety feel of Charlie's warm, tight pucker began to slide up and down a cock that was somehow even harder than it'd started out as.
"That's... the stuff... kiddo...!"
Charlie just slobbered out a mumble in agreement as his head continued to drag up and down the cock. The lube luckily tasted like nothing, sort of like unflavored gelatin. The precum was a different matter--its vaguely bitter, tangy taste had saturated every surface of the interior of Charlie's mouth, and it was such a distraction he had forgotten the point of this was eventually extracting a tiny individual from the cock in question. But that couldn't be done until his father came, so he picked up the pace.
Inside of Richard's dick, Nicole didn't have much wherewithal to know what was going on. All she knew was that her environment was bouncy and erratic--she was being thrown to and fro through the white whirlpool of the dad's ballsac. The more time went on, the greater the heat and bubbles that surrounded her, in a not-entirely-uncomfortable situation. She still wanted to be grown back as soon as possible, but she had to admit that things could've been a lot worse.
"Careful, son. it's about to come out..."
Charlie could feel it too. Something about the way the cock was tensing repeatedly, the veins pulsing with pressure and need, until:
Richard's climax coated the back of Charlie's throat. The dad pulled out and tried to manually steer his firehose away from his son's face, but it was a futile effort, and before long half the load had coated half of Charlie's face. We was perfectly glazed.
"Ooh! You are your mother's son, if you get what I mean."
Just because Charlie got it didn't mean he had to like it.
"Anyway, where's your girlfriend you've been so worried about?"
Where was she? Come to think of it...
"That's... the stuff... kiddo...!"
Charlie just slobbered out a mumble in agreement as his head continued to drag up and down the cock. The lube luckily tasted like nothing, sort of like unflavored gelatin. The precum was a different matter--its vaguely bitter, tangy taste had saturated every surface of the interior of Charlie's mouth, and it was such a distraction he had forgotten the point of this was eventually extracting a tiny individual from the cock in question. But that couldn't be done until his father came, so he picked up the pace.
Inside of Richard's dick, Nicole didn't have much wherewithal to know what was going on. All she knew was that her environment was bouncy and erratic--she was being thrown to and fro through the white whirlpool of the dad's ballsac. The more time went on, the greater the heat and bubbles that surrounded her, in a not-entirely-uncomfortable situation. She still wanted to be grown back as soon as possible, but she had to admit that things could've been a lot worse.
"Careful, son. it's about to come out..."
Charlie could feel it too. Something about the way the cock was tensing repeatedly, the veins pulsing with pressure and need, until:
Richard's climax coated the back of Charlie's throat. The dad pulled out and tried to manually steer his firehose away from his son's face, but it was a futile effort, and before long half the load had coated half of Charlie's face. We was perfectly glazed.
"Ooh! You are your mother's son, if you get what I mean."
Just because Charlie got it didn't mean he had to like it.
"Anyway, where's your girlfriend you've been so worried about?"
Where was she? Come to think of it...
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