I slowly went to my room and slept thinking about whatever happened downstairs. Next morning was Saturday, a day before Christmas, so everyone was hom....I wanted to know the truth very desperately. So my only clue would come from my dad’s smartphone. So I quickly installed an app on his mobile phone. This app gave me an access to his phone from my computer. So I went to my room after the breakfast and opened my computer.I searched my father’s mobile and checked his WhatsApp messages. And I was. Suddenly he was behind her, stubble scratching her skin as he bit her neck, arms around her, cupping her breasts through her blouse, thumbing her nipples to points as she gasped and pressed her ass against the bulge at his crotch, feeling the shape of his penis settle against her as he began to gently thrust. “Oh yes, there’s my good girl,” he hissed as he ground against her, pinching her nipples and biting the tendons on her neck. “Did you miss me?” he whispered, pushing his erection harder. ”His hands still were frozen in place. She started rubbing his feet. He giggled a little bit, but he would not move his hands to stop her rubbing.“Mommy, that tickles.”“Alright, hon. I’ll stop.”Her hands moved up and down his calf in a suggestive pumping motion. She slowly trickled her hand up his inner thigh.“Uh, Mom…how about you clean my “thing” last.”“Oh, that’s just fine sweetie.”Georgie breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to stare at his Mom’s breasts. Her nipples were both erect,. So, those one-night stands that didn’t end well? Turns out women don’t appreciate that as I’m fucking them, I am also usually pissing in them. And even if I manage to not piss inside them during sex, I tend to wet the bed during the night and that’s ensured that a one-night stand lives up to its name and really is only one night. Chapter 2“Monroe Web Designs,” I answered when my phone rang. I was at my desk, naked from the waist down, with my legs spread and my cock hanging over the edge of my.