I was literally wearing a wet blanket from head to toe and freezing cold to boot. . xxx sex His thrusts pounded my backside, and each time, inching deeper into me. “Sorry sweets. No need to check.” But he didn’t move his arms. It was the perfect heater for me. I felt him slide through my fingers, wet with my own cum. “Here, let me help.” He reached over, grabbed the jeans and shimmied them down. The night air was cold, almost biting through the hoodie I had on. “Oh wait sweetie.” I felt his hands tighten trying to keep me from going any further, but I was too cold to listen, let alone care. “So now what?” I chirped. “Oh god.” I mumbled as my body started to shake. For some reason, I just couldn’t help but start to laugh. “But look at us? If I thought his hands were warm, this thing was hot. At first I thought I woke him, but it was only his hips. I was wet and felt the slickness stick to his shaft. I’m just freezing here.”
My dad turned away, took off his underwear, patted himself dry with the towel. This was my dad, and poor guy, was just being that, a guy.
