I try to ignore him, going downstairs. Every slap is echoing in my mind. Okxxx There’s not a chance in hell that that’s a possibility of happening. Upon closer inspection, I notice the door’s cracked open. He’s still spanking her. Our time is now. Dad slides his shaft inside of Pearl, making her moan in pleasure, squeezing his bed sheets. It sounds like…groaning. Who would do something like this? And she looks like she’s enjoying it so much…I-I mean, it can’t feel that great. Why am I feeling this? There’s nothing to be jealous of. Just tell me dad’s just being a pervert and not a creep. Sounds…sounds great.”
Looks like I need to act fast. Level 17. Yesterday’s over. He chuckles at her response, saying,
“You really don’t care about getting caught,
