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His father loosens his grip on the full balls of his son as he stands. He can see the spurts of hair that dot the chest of his son. And he can see the heaving and gentle rise and fall of his son’s chest, as he breathes, as his excitement builds. “Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock.

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