All Marties 18+

“You sure have been winning a lot of tickets, dad. I spend more time in girl clothes than I do out of them these days,” Marty giggled. He pawed at his sore chest. The repeated implantation and removal of the breast implants had stretched out the skin of his chest, leaving it wrinkled and sagging with normal sizes, so Robert was ‘kindly’ compensated with larger implants each time. “And they only let us enter as husband and wife, right?”

“Uh huh,” Robert lied. In truth, he’d bought al the tickets since their first outing, passing them off as ‘lucky’ wins. Although Robert had certainly gotten lucky with his companion in other ways. God bless the Kiss Cam.

“I’d best cuddle up with my darling hubby then,” Marty teased. He glanced down at his heels and pouted. “Like, I thought these heels would help me see over people’s shoulders. But they don’t really work sitting down.” He spied Robert’s lap and suddenly brightened. “I know one way to get a few inches!” he grinned, hopping onto his lap. Marty wiggled his ass comfortably into position as he sat back to enjoy the game.

Oh, he’ll get a few inches alright if he keeps wiggling like that, Robert thought as his cock began to engorge against the silicone cheeks.