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And I have constipation.
– Constipation, you say? – I, with a smile, tousled the hair of my son with my fingers, hugged him by the neck, and pressed a naked, tender body to me.
– Zai, what are you so smart-ass me, eh? – Why smart ass? – Well, because, – I thought that the story of constipation was invented by my son just now, on the move, in order to avoid punishment.

Besides, he probably understood that I was very pleased to insert tips into his sweet hole – and hoped that if I didn’t even cancel the spanking, I would at least like an enema.
“Well, okay,” I did not voice my thoughts, “constipation is so constipated.”
Let’s go.
Gently taking my sonul by the ear, I gently dragged him to the house.
– Oh, dad! Do not! Painfully! – zanyl my naughty prankster.
-Well, of course, just unbearable pain! – I grinned.
– Do not lie pancake, then it will be painful.
I pulled the bunny back onto the terrace, I laid it on the table — this time on my back — and began to gently probe my son’s tummy.
His belly turned, as expected, rather soft.
But it was not important – if the patient himself hints at an enema, why should he refuse? I brought from the kitchen a small rubber bulb with a long plastic tip, a basin of warm water, and some vegetable oil in the bottle.
Stasik tensed and bit his lips.
“I’d do all the rules for an enema,” I explained, “and here I’ll have some improvised means.”
Suddenly it just happened.
Spreading the legs of the boy who was lying on his back wider, I took sunflower oil on my finger and smeared a hole for him, lifting my testicles of his son above the anus. Moms webcam masturbation. Big tits teen on webcam.