Fucking by my dad – Part 2
I woke rather early as the sun still wasn’t up yet. My father was passed out next to me in a drunken coma. (Read prec story Fucking by my dad ) Breathing heavily and smelling of gin. I lay next to him still trying to get a grip on what had occurred only a few hours prior. I lifted the blanket to reconfirm that we were still infact naked as if it had all been some twisted little dream. It was wrong what had happened. Like therapy for me, prison for dad wrong. But those thoughts quickly escaped my mind … Read more