Chapter 958 Inches From My Pussy:>Ep5

• I lay in my dad's arms, still woozy from what just happened -- physically and emotionally. My free right hand reached for his arm, and caressed the knots of muscle that roping from the shoulder to the elbow. It struck me then, that there was something about an older man in peak physical shape that I found desperately attractive. Of course, he owed this fact to his job as a conditioning coach -- but there it was all the same, this frame of capable limbs, narrow waist, and a big, brutish chest.
• He seemed sound asleep - on his back, his cock curled on its side against his thigh. My father's cock. I couldn't stop staring at it. Mostly limp, it had the promise of springing to hard life with just a touch, or a lick. That excited me - both the thought of watching it grow straight and hard and the idea that I would be the cause, that I'd have that power.
• I admired the balls, too. The outline of each testicle was visible and yet they were contained within this sack of delicate skin covered by peach fuzzy hair. I just wanted to lick it and drive him wild.