My dad worked construction. I got a 12pack of the good stuff at my place. Gay sex I thought everyone wore boxer briefs now adays. What are you doing here?” He asked turning to look at me.“I got an internship with the architects for the building. He was coating it with his saliva.“I made this cock and now I want it in me.” My dad said standing up and pulling down his boxers. He bounced on me faster, his ass squeezing my cock. His white under shirt was also tight. He moved his head down to my crotch and licked the length of my dick. The place smelled like weed. My boner was stretching my underwear.“Is it just me or does smoking weed get you a little horny?” My dad asked as I watched him rub his bugle. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. My dad went back to my cock and really stated slurping on it. He had some good shit. Do you have anything you can share with me?”“Are you serious?” I asked wondering if we were thinking the same thing.My dad got up and sat between my legs.
