He is going to work! Shit! I need to get his attention before he leaves or my only choice will be to seek help from my brothers. This situation is so messed up...dad is stripping! Ewe he reeks, I can smell him from here. Isn't he going to take a shower before he heads to work.... I guess not. He is rubbing deodorant under his arms and sniffing it to see if it is A-Ok...disgusting. "I am about to be late for work! Shit!" Thunders dad. He sprays cologne on his wrist and his neck, while I am gawking at the proportions of his body and thinking of a way to get his attention. He reaches over me for an undershirt, while his package is waving dangerously in front of me like a pendulum and is sent out a breeze of musk. Goosebumps start sprouting all over my skin, I think I should have ask the wizard of oz for courage, I say mentally to myself to offer me reprieve of this awkward situation. Dad must have not taken care of himself for days because he has this flaky clamped up stuff around the perimeter of the umbrella head of his cock. Dad stands back up ant starts putting his undershirt on. I need to think of a solution to get his attention quick...
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