The Daddy, his voice a low, husky rumble, begins the verification process. His boy, wide-eyed and eager, stands before him, already half-hard. The Daddy's hands, rough from years of experience, trace the boy's lithe body, pinching nipples, gripping ass cheeks, verifying every contour. The boy's breath hitches as the Daddy's touch lingers on his throbbing cock, verifying its length and girth. The Daddy's own cock, a monster, strains against his briefs, demanding release. The boy, obedient, drops to his knees, taking the Daddy's cock into his hot, wet mouth, verifying its taste and texture, gagging slightly as it hits the back of his throat. The Daddy smiles, satisfied with the night's verification.