In the dimly lit room, a son indulges in the forbidden fruit, his father's cock, hungry for the taste. 'Sarap,' he murmurs, savoring the forbidden pleasure. He takes it deep, feeling the throbbing length against his tongue, the salty pre-cum a testament to his dad's arousal. It's wrong, but it feels so right, the taboo adding a thrill to every sloppy suck.