He had no patience or skill for feelings, clever concepts, complicated relationships or even much conversation. Donna ran the towel over his buttocks, up his crack, and up behind his scrotum. XXX Hot HD “I know, honey,” Donna replied. When Randy’s breathing slowed and his cock began to soften in her hand, she dropped the towel and rinsed off his cock and balls of their soapy lather. The pain was bearable; he was a tough young man. Randy tried hard to forget it, thinking perhaps it had all been a misunderstanding and a misinterpretation. Donna finished dressing her son, and went downstairs to get the noon meal ready. He was happiest tilling the earth. She congratulated herself on her cocksucking skills, remembering that it had been a decade or so since she’d last sucked off Randy’s father.
