My friends dad 8
The next day was normal as usual. I went to school with Jeanette and we studied in her room after wards. But of course we both had something else on our minds still. “Did you really masturbate watching us?” I asked. “Yes. It was really fucking hot. I mean he was plowing you like mad. I’m surprised the neighbors aren’t bitching at us right now. I mean from looking at you, I’d have no idea that you moaned so much when you had sex. I mean damn my lady,” Jeanette replied. “Hey, only your dad can...