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Friday, December 1, 2017

[SS-379] Fund Source


[FUND SOURCE]

Dermar was walking down the street very carefully.

He was following his son. He made sure that he would not be caught.

More frequently, his Junior was asking for permission to go out of the house in the afternoon. 

His reason was that there was an important project that he was doing in his classmate's house. 

One day, Dermar saw him tinkering on an iPhone. They were not a rich family, so there was no way that he could afford a high end phone.

Dermar also noticed his change in fashion sense. He was wearing tight shirt and shorts that showcased his muscles and his round butt, just like the one he was wearing as the father creeped behind him unconscpicuously.

The younger man stopped in front of a large house. The gates automatically opened and he entered.

Dermar could not enter the house as the gates immediately closed after. So, he peeped from the fences.

Junior took off his clothes except his silver trunks. Dermar found his body well toned.

With Junior's back on hin, Dermar could tell that his son's ass was a sexy asset.



Dermar continued to wonder what his son's business was in the house that was not his classmate's.

Junior jumped into the pool and did some laps. After a few minutes of swimming, he pulled himself and stood by the gutter. Water dripped down his body.


An old man got out of the house, bringing a foldable chair. The man was obviously a sissy. He placed the chair near the pool, back facing the fense. His fat body sat on it.

Junior removed the old man's robes. Then he started grinding sexily. His face was naughty.

Dermar now figured that his son was whoring himself for the gadgets he was buying. Junior seemingly knew the moves to make his customer satisfied.

Junior sat on the man's lap and slid his ass back and forth the crotch.

"You wanna fuck my ass daddy?" Junior asked.

"Yeaaah," said the man.

"And then you're gonna give me my iPad?"

"Yes. Please. Just sit on my dick!"

Junior removed his trunks and eased down his hole on the oldie's cock. Then he started going up and down frantically.

Dermar felt so guilty for feeling hot while looking at his son's desecration of ass. He wondered how it would feel inside that hole.

Instintively, Dermar dropped his pants and jacked his cock as he watched.

In the middle of the dick ride, Junior found him behind the fence. But instead of stopping and panicking, Junior smirked as he went faster. He pleaded, "oh Daddy! Fuck meee!"

Dermar knew he was the daddy the son was referring to. He came hard on the wall of the house.

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