James sighed and two giant fingers grab you, hoisting you into the air as James sat up in only boxer briefs.
"You're supposed to be with dad Jack, it's his week to watch you not mine." James says as he stands up, carrying you back into the living room.
Your dad was still asleep on the couch, sprawled out in a prone position as he slept soundly. He was in his forties, but still well built. He had large pecs but a slight belly, and was slightly hairy . He had short brown hair and was only wearing a pair of gray briefs that hugged his large frame tightly, making a huge bulge pop up.
James walked up and shook him. "Dad, Jack ran off again, keep a good eye on him this time." He said as he offered you to him.
Your father opened his eyes slowly, and locked them on you. "Boy, one of these days a bug or something is going to get you." He said as he took you and put you.
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