My sissy son 1.
As my euphoric haze began to fade and my vision came back to me fully, I continued to look down at my son’s face. His glazed, messy, cum-splattered face. His eyes were closed lightly, as he began to lick his lips and “Mmmm” with delight. As he released my drained cock from his grip it rested on his cheek and he turned to kiss it again. I slumped back further on the desk and all I could think was “My God. How the fuck did we get here?”
But to explain that, I have to go back to the beginning. …