Model Demeanour - The St Michael Family - Scn 4 Part 1
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When Ryan St. Michael came into their lives, Noah was blessed to have a stud around, and blessed for his to have someone extra to lean on, too. He was suspicious of this fresh stud though; Noah’s birth had deserted them, and he was unsure how Mr. St. Micheal truly felt about having a trans . This fresh stud would have to earn Noah’s trust. Well, earn it he did. Noah was already transitioning when they faced and Mr. St. Michael had no problem accepting him as he was and was eager to have a . He briefly earned Noah’s trust but, as Noah let his guard down, it led to a flood of feelings between the 2 of them that has taken a shocking turn into a corporal relationship. Noah and his fresh can’t keep their forearms off each other. Fortunately, Mrs. St. Michael has a job and some community activities that take her out of the mansion but not near as frequently as the 2 fellows would like. His mother thinks it’s mouth-watering that Noah and his step-father have become so affectionate, but she doesn’t know Noah luvs hugging his Mr. St. Michael because his stepdad’s smell makes him so ultra-kinky he could faint. Everytime Mr. St. Michael watches his sonny walk into the guest room in the bubble waist cut-offs that Noah loves to wear around the house, all he can think about is how effortless it would be to convulse them down around his scorching boy’s ankles then dive face first-ever into the mouth-watering bonus hole, or arch Noah over the nearest flat surface. Both of them are ambling on a string and who knows how it will end. Fortunately, Mrs. St. Michael’s invited her away for a lengthy weekend “just for girls,” and Mr. St. Michael had to restrict himself from being too blessed to witness her go. Noah’s ecstatic response to a weekend with his fresh step-father nearly made her envious but she was mostly just sexually aroused at the way they were getting along. She took off on Thursday afternoon and wouldn’t be home until late Sunday night. As briefly as she left, Noah commenced planning a off the hook evening. He jumped on his bike and headed to the grocery supermarket to get some things for dinner. It was only when he was ambling thru the florist department and noticed the three-dollar bouquet of wilting roses that he knew what he wished to do. He got home, put the food away, took a shower, and put on his favourite jockstrap. Then he tore the rose petals off of the stems and opened up a path from the front door into the dining guest room where they had sex the last time they were alone, sprinkling the last of the petals on the table. Noah went and sat by the front window to wait for his step-father to get home from work. As briefly as Mr. St. Michael’s truck pulled into the driveway, Noah got up and headed for the dining room. He climbed up onto the table and laid back on the sofa of rose petals with his knees up, his gams spread, and what he expected was an irresistible “come get me” smile. Driving home, Mr. St. Michael was already having his own thoughts about the possibilities for their coming weekend. When he opened the front door and witnessed the rose petals, he was both amused and intrigued. It was such a sweet, virginal gesture of romance from his youthfull lover. He wondered what he would find at the end of the path. Stepping into the dining guest room and witnessing his super-sexy sonny opened up out on the table where they had pounded before was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his life. Mr. St. Michael asked what was going on and Noah answered, “I thought we could have dinner, just the 2 of us.” Mr. St. Michael ambled over, dropped to his knees and commenced to anxiously gobble his favourite appetizer. He briefly had Noah choking and groaning, near orgasm. This time, though, Mr. St. Michaell had a lil more concern for the safety of the dining guest room table. He quickly undressed, sat down on a convenient ottoman and invited Noah to rail his hard, pulsing cock. Noah anxiously complied, straddling his stepdad’s waist and leisurely impaling himself on the hard-on he has come to enjoy more than anything in the world. As -balls pressed taut against Noah’s groin, the scorching pulsing dinky cramming the bonus crevasse completely, Mr. St. Michael felt his ’s velvet sleeve squeeze him tight, both of them exhaling into the delightful realization that, this time, they were completely safe, with all of the time in the world, and nothing to think about except the juicy delectation of their collective bodies.
When Ryan St. Michael came into their lives, Noah was blessed to have a stud around, and blessed for his to have someone extra to lean on, too. He was suspicious of this fresh stud though; Noah’s birth had deserted them, and he was unsure how Mr. St. Micheal truly felt about having a trans . This fresh stud would have to earn Noah’s trust. Well, earn it he did. Noah was already transitioning when they faced and Mr. St. Michael had no problem accepting him as he was and was eager to have a . He briefly earned Noah’s trust but, as Noah let his guard down, it led to a flood of feelings between the 2 of them that has taken a shocking turn into a corporal relationship. Noah and his fresh can’t keep their forearms off each other. Fortunately, Mrs. St. Michael has a job and some community activities that take her out of the mansion but not near as frequently as the 2 fellows would like. His mother thinks it’s mouth-watering that Noah and his step-father have become so affectionate, but she doesn’t know Noah luvs hugging his Mr. St. Michael because his stepdad’s smell makes him so ultra-kinky he could faint. Everytime Mr. St. Michael watches his sonny walk into the guest room in the bubble waist cut-offs that Noah loves to wear around the house, all he can think about is how effortless it would be to convulse them down around his scorching boy’s ankles then dive face first-ever into the mouth-watering bonus hole, or arch Noah over the nearest flat surface. Both of them are ambling on a string and who knows how it will end. Fortunately, Mrs. St. Michael’s invited her away for a lengthy weekend “just for girls,” and Mr. St. Michael had to restrict himself from being too blessed to witness her go. Noah’s ecstatic response to a weekend with his fresh step-father nearly made her envious but she was mostly just sexually aroused at the way they were getting along. She took off on Thursday afternoon and wouldn’t be home until late Sunday night. As briefly as she left, Noah commenced planning a off the hook evening. He jumped on his bike and headed to the grocery supermarket to get some things for dinner. It was only when he was ambling thru the florist department and noticed the three-dollar bouquet of wilting roses that he knew what he wished to do. He got home, put the food away, took a shower, and put on his favourite jockstrap. Then he tore the rose petals off of the stems and opened up a path from the front door into the dining guest room where they had sex the last time they were alone, sprinkling the last of the petals on the table. Noah went and sat by the front window to wait for his step-father to get home from work. As briefly as Mr. St. Michael’s truck pulled into the driveway, Noah got up and headed for the dining room. He climbed up onto the table and laid back on the sofa of rose petals with his knees up, his gams spread, and what he expected was an irresistible “come get me” smile. Driving home, Mr. St. Michael was already having his own thoughts about the possibilities for their coming weekend. When he opened the front door and witnessed the rose petals, he was both amused and intrigued. It was such a sweet, virginal gesture of romance from his youthfull lover. He wondered what he would find at the end of the path. Stepping into the dining guest room and witnessing his super-sexy sonny opened up out on the table where they had pounded before was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his life. Mr. St. Michael asked what was going on and Noah answered, “I thought we could have dinner, just the 2 of us.” Mr. St. Michael ambled over, dropped to his knees and commenced to anxiously gobble his favourite appetizer. He briefly had Noah choking and groaning, near orgasm. This time, though, Mr. St. Michaell had a lil more concern for the safety of the dining guest room table. He quickly undressed, sat down on a convenient ottoman and invited Noah to rail his hard, pulsing cock. Noah anxiously complied, straddling his stepdad’s waist and leisurely impaling himself on the hard-on he has come to enjoy more than anything in the world. As -balls pressed taut against Noah’s groin, the scorching pulsing dinky cramming the bonus crevasse completely, Mr. St. Michael felt his ’s velvet sleeve squeeze him tight, both of them exhaling into the delightful realization that, this time, they were completely safe, with all of the time in the world, and nothing to think about except the juicy delectation of their collective bodies.
Added: 2026-01-16 • Views: 5 • Duration: 18:34
