I Want A Man Like That.

I still live at home with my parents. I know I'm in my 20s and I should be out on my own by now, but I really enjoy living at home. I have my own space, they don't bother me about things, and my Dad is really hot. I mean, devilishly hot. And I think he knows it. What he doesn't know is just how wet he makes me. We've never done anything and never will, but I do think about it all the time. And I love that he wears things that show off what made me. His package is something to dream about. I'm not joking. Perfect fucking man in that department. I work in retail and I buy him clothes all the time, just because I know he'll wear them. He thinks it makes me happy, and it does, but I also get to see him in them, which makes me happy. And I know he loves showing off what he has, too. He just does.
I stumbled on this website looking for a secret confession place. Right now, my Dad is getting ready for the Super Bowl. He's in the kitchen making food wearing a hoodie and some track pants I bought him. I'm literally staring at him while I type this. His cock is right there, just a thin piece of fabric keeping it from swinging free.
I really don't want to move away from home until I find a man like that.
Anna