A Sultry Summer Solstice: The North Pole Queen’s Private Yuletide Pleasures

I looked toward my dad, but couldn’t look him in the eye. XXX Well, except for the big door on the back wall, with a key-pad next to it, like in some high-security building. I fell asleep covered in cum, drained and exhausted. He was pointing to the door, and she moved quicker than I’d ever seen, leaving me alone with my father, and Greta’s report of my cock-sucking hanging over us like a swarm of locusts. I used to play down there occasionally when I was young, but the older I got and started exploring outside a bit more, I didn’t have a reason to go to the basement much. Dad pointed to the couch and told me to have a seat. (Don’t you people look at the tags when you choose a story to read?) There’s plenty of plain-vanilla lovey-dovey stories out there for you! I looked toward my dad, but couldn’t look him in the eye.