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Maybe mommy left daddy because of the sleepwalking. I just don't know. The funny thing is once I started sleeping next to daddy in his bed, he stopped walking in his sleep. He never sleepwalked again. Maybe all those years he had been searching for something. Searching for something he could not find. But now, finally, he had found it. And it was me. His own precious son. Maybe I was what he had always secretly yearned for.
We have been a loving couple for many years now. I would never leave my daddy for another man the way my mother had. After all, my daddy is my daddy. Who would ever love me more than my own daddy? And I know you'll think this is silly, but even though my daddy doesn't wear his anklet of bells anymore, every night when my daddy inserts his wonderful prick into my delighted boypussy (daddy's word), the whole world seems to go jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle...........jingle all the way.
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bob36412233 months agoloved it, i think his son should have become a shemale with Breasts it would have made it hotter.
Anonymousover 1 year agoWhile I hate my dad I would not mind if my brother loved me this way. I miss him very much last time I saw him we laid in bed together and I just listened to him breathing. I hope he is happier finding himself and I can hear from him soon
