Randy’s Gay Bear Dad I arrived at my Dad's house around 3pm. I was 25 and it had been about 6 months since we'd last seen each other. Setting my luggage down in the spare bedroom, I heard the familiar sounds of my father engaged in some hot rough sex with another man. I peeked in Dad's doorway, and there he was, topping Bryan, his husband of the last 4 years. I went back to my bedroom and quickly jacked off with that image in my head. Dad (Jack) had just turned 50, was 6', 210, buzzed hair and with a dark brown full beard. His body was covered with delicious looking brown fur. His cock mirro… 阅读更多内容