Dad called me to the car and said: “Your mother asked me to buy some groceries, do you wanna come with me? We can take a detour on the way.” He winked.
“Let’s go!” I said, jumping in the car.
Dad started driving and I realized he had a big volume between his legs. I sat beside him and rubbed his bulge, feeling the warmth of his cock through the fabric of the jeans.
We stopped at a desert place and he unzipped his pants, releasing his swollen uncut meat.
“Come on, boy, my dick is waiting for your lips for days, and I know that you’re looking forward to it’s juice, eh?” Dad said, with a grin in his face.