Tony tucked his deflated and tired member back into his shorts. He was running out of clean boxers. It was a good thing there was a load of clothes in the laundry, or he would have had to go commando. Then there wouldn't be any way to hide his hard-on that seemed to have become a regular thing around his daughter. They exited the master bathroom together, his arm over her shoulders, her leaning into him, and both of them...

Tony slid into bed next to his wife. Luckily, she didn't wake up and ask him what time it was. It was later than he usually allowed himself to stay up, but he had to search through the laundry room to find clothes that weren't soaked by his cum. He lay in bed, next to his wife, the mother of his daughter, whom he had just climaxed over. The thoughts were like shotgun blasts through his brain, and he wasn't sure if he was...

Younggirl: You're just saying that because you want me to send you a selfie. GrumpyOldman: Not at all. I think everyone has a good side and a better side. I'm sure you are stunning. Younggirl: :) You're sweet. But you still aren't getting a photo of me. My father warned me about people on the internet. Especially men. You only want one thing. Lol. And once you get it, you'll move on to the next innocent girl. GrumplyOldma...