Jason and James Pt 2
So there I was, standing before Jason’s father, Dan, dressed in girls clothing and covered in both mine and Jason’s cum. I was completely mortified and yet somehow it was the tiniest bit exciting. I couldn’t help but occasionally stare at his boxer shorts, his nice bulge excited my inner slut, but my face still showed shock. “Well, I never thought I would walk into my own kitchen and see this.” Said Dan, staring me up and down. I stayed silent, what could I say that would make this situation...