That morning my father let him out and put him on the computer to post his final Facebook status:It’s time for me to do what’s right, to face up to my mistake. XXX Cody stared at me, transfixed. “That’s it! “Oh Daddy!” Donna screamed, and she leapt off the bed and threw her arms around Dad’s waist, now crying harder than ever. “So we can all feed him a good meal of nut.”
Dad, who had been standing by the counter smoking while Cody fucked Tyson, grabbed the mouth vise from the couch and tossed it to him. “H-hey! “Oh yeah,” said Kareem. I’m fuckin’ in!”
“Ditto.” We looked up and Dad had appeared again. Then I resumed my rough rape of Tyson’s ass, fucking him just as hard as I had before, making him scream his lungs out.
