Her pussy was starting to tingle again. Feeling bold, she knocked on the door.“Mr. Roberts? It's Cheryl. I need to get a towel please.”She watched...as he quickly stopped touching himself and turned away from the door. “Uh, yea, sure.” he awkwardly mumbled from being almost being caught. “They're in the closet.” Cheryl walked in with her hand against the side of her head to shield her eyes from his nudity. She found the towels in the closet.“Do you need one too?” she asked.She walked out holding. I walked into the garage and Rick and Dad were not working on the truck. I stopped short at the laundry room screen door and heard a slapping sound. Then I heard Dad’s voice, “You are so fucking tight Rick, damn what a hot fucking ass on you boy.” Then I heard a metallic bang like something bumped the washer or dryer and I carefully peeked in.I saw my Dad with his pants around his ankles and Rick was bent over the dryer with not a stitch of clothing on. I could see Dad’s hips moving and. More

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