Bart and Homer Simpson gazed into each others eyes, lost in perfectly proportioned circles. They knew what their lust must entail. Leaning in with the closing of bonded eyes, they felt each others lips. A rush of euphoria came from Homer, who sensually stroked the back of his son’s head. Bart, after planting kisses across Homer’s chest, pulled his pants off with his teeth.
“I’m going to eat your shorts daddy.” the boy seduced, looking up at his father in passion
He sucked relentlessly, edging every inch of the fat and plentiful member. Taking it all, his little boy throat gagged ion awe.
“Look at me son!” Homer dominated with groaning lust
Bat obliged, as the warm and sticky s**** ran down salivated lips. Pulling out, he stroked the fat man’s d*** and covered himself in more of his special cream. Bending over, Bartholomew knew what to do next. Hard a***. Homer started off slowly, playing his warm pink tip in the relative’s b*******. Moans can be heard, penetrating every area of the house as the family romped together. Quickly he sway, hips locked tightly in fatherly arms as he was fucked with no remorse. He needed to take the punishment, he had been a bad boy for feeding his homework to Santa’s Little Helper! He felt the precum turn to c** in his well’rounded a****** as his daddy turned his head and kissed him.