The following Transformers Prime Beast Hunters Legion were just revealed at BotCon
· A6422 Dragon 1
· A4699 Dragon 2
· A4701 Bluestreak
· A4700 Elite Air Vehicon
Transformers Prime Beast Hunters Legion Revealed at BotCon
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“Yeah. Yessir. Dad.” Garrett mutters. “Damn it, son! Damn it! Damn it, you hit the mirror above the sink!” His father shouts as the bullets of cum shoot forth from his son’s cock and hits the adjacent mirror directly in front of the porcelain bathroom thrown.
His father unbuttons his shirt and throws it to the bathroom floor. Where his son is like the mythical David, cast in stone with blonde locks and cherubic face. The father is dark and with a day’s growth of stubble on his face. “That is your cock, son.” His father, says. “…but it does not make you a man. It only makes you a boy with a hard cock in his hand.”
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He reaches for and cups the wiggling low hangers of his teenage son. “Was it because of that?” His dad asks as he points a finger towards him. And his midsection.
“Let me get in there, Garrett.” His father says, as his son steps aside so he can get into the shower enclosure. Garrett can see what his father is doing, unconsciously his hands moves to his cock. He strokes the length of his tool with his left hand while he teases the blistering red crown with the fingertips of his right hand. The lightning of his cool fingertips sends sparks through every nerve in his body.
His father steps into the shower, turning on the water. As he soaks and lathers himself up under the lukewarm stream of water, he fondles his cock and balls. His cock soon mimics that of his son. “Yeah. Yessir. Dad.” Garrett mutters.
“Last I measured, I was nearly eight inches, dad. Maybe more. I may be even bigger, who knows.” He answers nonchalantly.
“I figured you did.” His father says. “You play on a team, so you know the purpose of teamwork.”
He does not answer but tilts his head down in an almost subservient nature to his father.
“Do it!” His dad orders.