What I saw was my father, shirtless and sweaty (it was a hellish night), masturbating furiously. Gay sex Maybe it’s genetic, but my fantasies also revolve around rough and hardcore sex. I’m the boss here!””I’m sorry, Dad…”I began to feel his thick manly fingers entering my lubricated hole. Hold on, it’s almost over.”With a loud grunt, he stopped with his cock buried deep inside my wet ass, and I felt his big member pulsing cum inside me. I felt the delicious sting on my bare skin.”Dad, that hurts!” I complained, pretending.”Not so loud. What’s wrong with you?” His voice was hoarse and thick. Instead, he gave me a hard slap on the buttocks that made me scream loudly.”This is what you deserve for bringing men into the house.” And he slapped me again with his open hand. He ran to my room toward the sound of my voice.”Help me, Dad, I had a date that went wrong. He almost twisted my handcuffed arms to hold on to me while he fucked me hard.I felt like I was on cloud nine being fucked hard and rough by my own father.
