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I was content by falling asleep to my dad's yelps of pleasure. That was two months ago. Ever since that night, dad has been going out less and less. He even started training in the living room, sometimes with his shirt off. Every night, I would stay awake to hear my dad beat his shaft while he enjoyed his cigar. Sometimes he would bring a girl back from the bar and fuck her senseless. Once I thought I heard him say my name but then he said it again and it sounded like "Stephanie". Last night was the night I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted to suck on my dad's meaty cock while he smoked his cigar.
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I couldn't stop looking at his mustache. Fuck he was manly. But I didn't go in my room. Being so "disoriented", I made my way into my dad's room and immediately got a boner by the remnant smell of his cuban cigars. I removed my shorts and t-shirt, leaving only my tighty whities. I slipped under the covers and initiated my plan.
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He didn't have as much hair on his body as daddy did but he kept a trimmed beard that made him look like badass. I dropped my boxers and walked over to uncle Tony who was kneeling over the couch, daddy standing behind him, fucking him like a whore.
I'm well for it. I employed my dick in and as if I had done it before I noticed fucking his moral.
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