Grinding Dad on the Subway
The subway car was crowded. Dad was right behind me. I could feel him. He was hard. Mom was right next to us. She had no idea what was going on.
If you’ve read any of my previous posts, you know that I’m Amy, a good girl, well, outwardly, who has developed a perverted streak a mile wide since I went off to college last fall.
I’m back in school now, but over summer break I started to get more than a little freaky with my dad. I started out by letting him catch a few glimpses of my awesome little ..more.