Clara’s dad crouched down, his face level with his son’s crotch as he soaped up his son’s calves and the feet. Clara picked up her pen again and rested it on the paper. Porn hd Nick’s dad nuzzled his neck a bit and Nick leaned back to allow him more access. “Turn around,” he ordered. Was this right? The two men stepped into the shower while Clara watched. She stared at her non existent reflection in disbelief. She had a magic notebook. Then she wrote down “Andy will tell John what happened and John will be okay with it. “What’s up, Honey?”
“Oh, I just forgot to say hi to you… so hi,” Clara said awkwardly. The words suddenly turned a blood red. That was crazy. She stared at her non existent reflection in disbelief.




















