Given his size and appearance, some people think Dad’s an intimidating brute. And while he can act like savage beast, there’s a softer, considerate side to him as well. Like here in the shower, he’s wearing a vest, because he knows it turns me on so much - seeing all that furry brawn through the wet cotton - an extra layer of deliciousness for me to play with then remove. He can be ever so tender during the foreplay, and occasionally tender when he fucks me as well. But the savage beast will eventually come out, which is when my dad is at his best - screwing the living daylights out of me, pounding away between my legs and crushing me with his manly bulk.
Some Gay Family Erotica thoughts from Fergie Boy