Under the heavy blanket, nineteen year old Althea's hand wrapped firmly around her father's thick cock, her fingers slick with precum as she stroked him with slow, deliberate pumps. His shaft throbbed in her grip, veins pulsing against her palm...
The next afternoon, sunlight filtered through the blinds of the family basement, turning the air hazy and warm. Sarah and Mike had snuck down there after lunch, the house quiet except for the distant hum of the washing machine upstairs. Her...
The dim light of the family living room flickered from the old TV screen, casting shadows over the worn couch where Grandpa sat, his eyes glassy and unfocused. He mumbled something about the weather, oblivious to the world around him. In the...