Dad doesn’t expect any messing about when he comes home from work. He needs to unwind, and the best way to do that is by fucking my ass good and hard. So I always make sure it’s ready for him - douched with a smidgen of lube applied, bared and invitingly presented. There won’t be much in the way of affection involved. He’ll slide straight up then break into a rut, hammer away until he blows his nut, drenching my guts with family muck. It’s a good honest shafting and I love every second, wishing that it would last longer than it does. But Dad makes up for it after his dinner, when he takes his time over the second fuck, screwing me senseless in all manner of positions.
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AuthorSome Gay Family Erotica thoughts from Fergie Boy Archives
May 2020
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