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Although I had promised him that I would not be angry, I was still irritated that he was thinking of someone else. The pink on his cheeks reddened as he closed his eyes to bring the needed images into his mind. He already appeared frustrated, unable to wring anything out of his flaccid shaft. I watched him, allowing him a head start. “I won’t be angry.” He wrapped his fist around his limp cock and pumped it.

“Think of whomever you want,” I told him as I followed the shape of his mouth with the swollen tip of my cock. The other would be that he was trying to decide how to make himself aroused and cum quickly, so he wouldn’t have to have me finish first. I made him swallow and didn’t allow him to rinse his mouth out. One would be that he hated when I came in his mouth. “You can stop only after you cum, understand? Even if I’ve already cum in your mouth, you keep going until you shoot.” In that instant, I knew he was thinking of several things at once. “You need to get over your shyness,” I told him. His face flushed as he pulled out his soft cock. When I told him to do something, it wasn’t a request. It didn’t take very much to remind him that he didn’t have any choice. It would have been easy to take everything away from him again. “I won’t make you take off your pants.” It was a simple bargain, but he knew what it meant. The Following Text Is From Of Father Figure “Just pull out your cock,” I told him, running my fingers through his still-damp hair.

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