Shower Bareback Breeding: Dad Reece & Twink Zac

When his eyes signaled the green light once more, I leaned in and pressed a firm kiss to Zac’s pouty lips. Knowing I was the man he craved sexually had swelled more than just my ego, as he trailed hot kisses across my muscular chest, slowly working his way down to my rock-hard cock. Zac always gives it his all, trying to swallow every thick inch of my shaft down his throat. I rewarded him with a sloppy kiss before he looked up at me, then crawled back down to take even more of Daddy’s cock—even through the gags. Just like he’d kissed my chest, I showered his tight backdoor with tender smooches. I lost track of how many times my son’s eyes rolled back as my tongue explored the walls of his hole. And the way his pucker gripped my fingers as I slid something harder inside had my massive cock throbbing in anticipation. Why wouldn’t his other hole hunger for my cock just like his mouth? I was amazed at how well Zac surrendered to my girth, moaning his praises as I thrust into him slow and steady. My big cock stretching his tiny hole deepened my appreciation for the unbreakable bond with the most important man in my life.