“Whaddya think, sport? Think yer Old Man still has a pretty decent ass?”
“Uh….Yeeeeaaah! Geezus, Dad….it’s a great ass! Too bad you’re my Dad…”
“Oh? Why is that?”
“Well, ‘cause if you weren’t, I’d be all over that in a heartbeat!”
“Hmmmm. Don’t let me bein’ your Dad stop ya any!”
I entered my bedroom and found my dad on the bed on all fours, his back arched, pushing his big manly butt out.
He turned, smiled at me, and, with a slap to his own meaty backside, said, “Come here, sport. Daddy needs a load up this sweet ass!”