Dec 6, 2017
Moans burst from his room like a chorus, echoed through the otherwise silent home. Alongside this cried out a rapid, wet sound limited to the movements of the large males hand, increasing with his voice. Then came the voice again, this time speaking words - words he’d wished he’d never said, words that made his intentions and his sick, nasty, demented desires evident. “Ste- Steven, oh god, son! Keep going, Son! Lick Daddy’s pussy! Please don’t stop!” Teddy practically cried, tears forming on his lips as he pressed the used, sweat-covered piece of fabric to his nose, inhaling deep.