I moan in unison to the beat, 90 bpm. The door swings open and my father enters, a huge grin plastered on his face as his white hair flows behind, he reminds one of Doc Brown. My father crouches toward us revealing to him his enormous lobster claw hands, and octopus legs body. He screams but his sensual holler reguvinates my tired sack, my member springs like a geyser over his hands, some making it to his chin. Father throws his head back in delight, HAHAHAHA! He laughs at the stars
I moan in unison to the beat, 90 bpm. The door swings open and my father enters, a huge grin plastered on his face as his white hair flows behind, he reminds one of Doc Brown. My father crouches toward us revealing to him his enormous lobster claw hands, and octopus legs body. He screams but his sensual holler reguvinates my tired sack, my member springs like a geyser over his hands, some making it to his chin. Father throws his head back in delight, HAHAHAHA! He laughs at the stars