My Dad and I have never really gotten along for some reason, maybe it was the fact that he seemed to spoil me at every possible moment or maybe it was the fact that when he found out I was gay he blamed him self, whatever the reason we always seemed to fight whenever he was home. My dad closed his eyes and started moaning my name, and it sent chills down my spine, if he had said any other name Find out more.
“Care to join me?”
“Huh?”
“I don’t like eating alone and I am sure you need something to eat. Her shredded panties were on the floor beside her