That was would also explain why he never liked to talk about the family. “Dad, you’ve never lied to me before, except about Santa and telling me you had my nose,” I said. “I’ll be more gentle,” Andy said. Why are you so nervous about this?” I asked. Just hearing that story made me want him so badly honestly, so it’s not like I was just doing him a favor. We made out passionately for a couple minutes as we were standing up. I put my right hand on his hard cock, and he was really turned on. “Do you need to cum, daddy?” I asked. “Thank you, daddy,” I replied. “Can I kiss you, daddy?” I asked. “You talk me into it, and now you wanna check with me again?” Andy asked. “Both,” Andy replied. Having sex with my dad was by far the kinkiest thing I ever did in my life, and from the moans I was hearing, it sounded like he had his sister blowing him again.
