Chapter 1825 Dad's Fisting Gapes Son's Anus:>Ep2

• We put loads of towels down, with the big dildo or his hand pressing my bladder I likely would piss uncontrollably. I was on the edge of the bed, so Dad could stand and be comfortable, on my back with a sex wedge cushion pushing my ass up. The restraint ropes pulled my knees as far apart as they could go, the ropes ran behind my head to force me forward so my still erect cock bobbed and throbbed just a couple of inches from my face.
• Dad took some photos of me strussed up, helpless before him, totally at his mercy. Despite his doubts his cock was beginning to throb and swell. I smiled in eager anticipation of what the to cum, his and mine.
• "Dad, when I say I am coming, point my cock at my mouth."