Eventually it swung open to reveal my dad lying on the bathroom floor clutching his back in pain. His quilt wasn't covering him and his penis seemed bigger than before but it was not erect. A day, a week He was going so fast I could barely see his hand. He stopped stroking his meat which now had gone soft, and just mumbled. As I picked up the mug on the floor, I saw it pulsating - growing bigger and harder than before. We go to all sorts of places
I'm not the strongest of people.
Father And Son Bonding Time!
What would I say? It was at least 5" flacid and pretty thick. I looked down and his jeans and boxers were around his ankles. Delete Report Edit Reported Reply. He was going so fast I could barely see his hand.