“Let’s fuck the boy then.” Uncle Mason put the mattress on the floor and literary push me in the center. I can see my father’s facial expression. He was confused, proud, and has mixed expressions on his face.
"Are you enjoying son?" My father asked. I want to reply to him but uncle Aiden did not stop fucking my mouth. "Let him speak," My father asks uncle Aiden. "Yes dad, I am loving every moment. I never had gangbaged by mature guys."
Son should I send my friends one by one to your room for sex? Yes, this has been said by my father. I liked his idea but I have something evil in my mind to make this night more excited.