Something else happened, though. I was lost and everything was just a blur in my bliss. Porn video It just gave me more incentive to visit his bed some nights. Quickly, I climbed out of bed in just my father’s Pink Floyd shirt, which hung low enough to touch my knees at the time. It upset me though, and I climbed out from under the blanket. He even laid out some clothes for me on the bed. I guess that’s what made me kind of proud of him now, because he didn’t take advantage and still treated me as his son, rather than anything more, nor less. “Can you touch me again? 


His big strong hands softly moved down my sides, then up along the spine of my back.
