Devilish father enjoys viewing my well-endowed member ejaculate

As a young lad, I've always been blessed with a rather impressive manhood, which my father, a devilish old pervert, has been keenly observing. Every time I'd shower, he'd sneak a peek, his eyes greedily consuming the sight of my throbbing member. One fateful day, as I undressed, I caught him lurking in the shadows. Instead of being horrified, I found myself oddly aroused by the sight of him, his eyes filled with lust.What happened next can only be described as madness, a wild, uninhibited exploration of our twisted desires. His hands reached for my throbbing member, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. His lips followed, tasting me with a hunger I'd never encountered before. The room echoed with our moans, our bodies entwined in a dance as old as sin.As the climax approached, he positioned himself, his mouth ready to receive the hot, sticky reward of my lust. And with a final grunt, I released, painting his lips and tongue with my essence. It was a sight so perverse, so utterly wrong, yet so incredibly satisfying.