It was getting late, and Dad put his clothes back on while I pulled on some pajama bottoms. It was kinda hot. I haven’t had a work out like that in a while. “You okay?”
My hand caressed his thick, solid chest. Hi, the name’s Charlotte. God, somebody kill me already. My friends and family called me Lottie. I tend to leak when I’m really turned on.”
“You enjoying the video?”
“That’s one part of it,” he grunted. “Hey, Daddy.”
The guy behind the camera didn’t say anything, just unzips his pants and pulls his flaccid dick out. Can I have a taste? I want to see you jerk that monster. A girl can have fantasies! “So hot, baby girl. “Cum inside me, Daddy.”
Oh god, what was I doing? The sound of her cock-sucking was squelchy and tinny through my phone’s speakers. I needed to pee. The bed creaked as he rocked his hips, overwhelmed with the need to cum. At least that was what I pictured, based on the erotic noises.
