It was peaceful, miles from anywhere, and faced due south, so we got the full heat from the sun. I quickly moved the subject on from girls and sex, as not only was I worried about tripping up on my story, but also talking about sex with my dad still seemed really strange. By the time I had dug the fire pit and found enough kindling and wood to start the fire off, dad had fully set up the tent and the sleeping bags, as well as getting our food for the evening meal ready. Swimming had also helped me develop a nice slim body that had just the right amount of muscle on it. It was uncut, with the excess skin gathered around the bulging red head, and had a severed curve to it, pointing directly up towards the ceiling.
Genevieve. Age: 23.
Puberty had been a very good time for me, much better than for most, and by the age of twelve I was already looking like a fifteen-year-old.
Maya. Age: 24.
My Father's Son Part One
It was uncut, with the excess skin gathered around the bulging red head, and had a severed curve to it, pointing directly up towards the ceiling. Deepthroating a dick that was so strongly curved was a difficult job and I almost did end up throwing up at one point. It was still there from our previous camping trips, but was now just a small depression filled with grass, whilst the large stones that circled it were beginning to moss over.