BigDaddyFD
Moon
- Joined
- Mar 17, 2012
Clayton McDowell expected nothing less than the best from his children. He had raised them exactly the way he had been raised, with a stern and guiding hand that was firm but fair. It certainly did fit him; the forty-nine year-old man had gotten through college with the ROTC and had joined the Marine Corps after graduation, where he served for twenty-five years before retiring to a management position at a successful luxury car dealership. He had made a name for himself, had built a reputation from the sweat of his brow, and had kept himself in line because of discipline and a respect for the consequences. He owned a large suburban home with a manicured lawn and a housekeeper who came by twice a week, and had enough money to send his son to an Ivy-League college which he currently attended, as well as to send his daughter to one of the area’s most prestigious private schools.
But for all his success, he was also discontent. His wife had left him and their children when his daughter had been only a baby, and since then, satisfying his sexual needs had become a challenge. Between work and his children, he had very little time for casual hook-ups and one-time fucks. And not to mention, his daughter was growing into a very beautiful young woman, with glowing skin and plump breasts that were simply begging to be touched. It was a thought that crossed his mind as he passed by her bedroom, but a sound stopped him in his tracks. Was that…moaning, he heard? He opened the door, his mouth agape at what he saw.
His daughter, with her legs spread wide, was thrusting a vibrator in between her glistening folds as a raunchy-sounding porn clip played on her laptop. “What,” he began slowly, his tone serious and warning, “do you think you are doing?”
But for all his success, he was also discontent. His wife had left him and their children when his daughter had been only a baby, and since then, satisfying his sexual needs had become a challenge. Between work and his children, he had very little time for casual hook-ups and one-time fucks. And not to mention, his daughter was growing into a very beautiful young woman, with glowing skin and plump breasts that were simply begging to be touched. It was a thought that crossed his mind as he passed by her bedroom, but a sound stopped him in his tracks. Was that…moaning, he heard? He opened the door, his mouth agape at what he saw.
His daughter, with her legs spread wide, was thrusting a vibrator in between her glistening folds as a raunchy-sounding porn clip played on her laptop. “What,” he began slowly, his tone serious and warning, “do you think you are doing?”