“I don’t know,” I whispered. Desiporn “Are you disappointed with me?” I had to ask. “Why didn’t you say something?” I asked. When he tilted the bottle, he poured beer along his horizontal shaft. “You’ll never be an ugly mug like your grease monkey old man that’s for sure,” he replied. He kicked his denims to the side looking down at his upright stiff prick.Dad cooed like a horny pigeon using the tip of his finger to caress the underside of his bone hard dick. I sucked my knob hard feeling my prick squirting four more times.“SHIT!” I bellowed sliding down the balance of the stairs landing on my bare ass at the foot of the stairs.When I dared to raise my head, Dad was standing at my feet staring down at me.




















