Daddy
I have this fantasy of you sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper and having coffee, wearing only a robe and black dress socks. I wake and come in to get some juice, wearing only my tighty-whiteys. I notice you've dropped a piece of the paper on the floor. I bend over to pick it up, giving you a fantastic view of the globes of my ass in the briefs, and when I straighten up and turn around. I notice a tent forming in your robe as you look me in the eye, and mom has just pulled out of the...