Caught in the Act: Dad's Early Arrival

The clock ticked, echoing through the empty house as I lost myself in the rhythm of my own touch. My pussy throbbed, my body yearning for more than just my fingers. Then, the front door creaked open, and I froze. Dad's footsteps echoed down the hall, stopping at my open door. His gaze traveled from my flushed cheeks, down to my bare pussy, glistening with my juices. "Playing with yourself again, aren't you?" he growled, his voice sending shivers down my spine. I nodded, biting my lip, as he began to unbuckle his belt, his eyes never leaving my body. "Well, let's see if we can't find something better for you to play with."

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