Daddy's morning wood aches for release. He sprawls out on his unmade bed, the scent of last night's takeout lingering in the air. His chubby fingers wrap around his stiff, small dick, pumping slowly at first, then building speed. His mind fills with dirty images, his body responds, and his breath hitches. With a final, forceful stroke, he coats his belly with his creamy cum, a satisfied grin spreading across his face.