The aroma of simmering stew fills the kitchen as I stand proudly beside the stove, my eyes fixed eagerly on Dad as he enters.
Clad only in shorts, his broad shoulders flexing with each step, he greets me with a quizzical smile.
"So, I guess you're my new wife now?"
The question hangs in the air, taunting me with possibilities. My cheeks flush crimson as I giggle nervously.
"Yes Daddy, I guess I am." Dad chuckles softly, rubbing the front of his shorts.
"And like any obedient wife, you should know exactly how to satisfy my appetites."
Dad drops his shorts to the ground, freeing his cock from its confines.
He grabs hold of my wrists, pinning me to the stool.
With his cock hovering inches above my face, Dad speaks in low tones.
"Good wives swallow Daddy's cock."
He then forces his big cock into my mouth.
“Better swallow my load too or you’ll cleaning up my load off the floor just like your mother.”
After Dad finishes emptying his load down my throat, he stands up straight, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Looking at me expectantly, he asks.
"When's dinner, boy? I'm fuckkn starvin'!”
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