A knock at the door (Kurt)

I showered and cleaned up as best as I could, and was just drying off when I saw someone outside

From the bedroom window my Dad and I could both see Kurt about to knock at the door.

My Dad pulled his cock out of me, setting off sparks of pleasure and kissed my neck.

"You wait there a second Taylor," he said, clearly having an idea in mind. I leaned against the window with my small tits against the cool glass, completely exposed if Kurt decided to look up.

Dad came back into the room as I was still looking out the window down at Kurt, who knocked on the front door.

"Dad, are you going to ans-"

He immediately slapped my ass with what I recognized as not just the texture of his palm but a sticker. Or stickers. I was still feeling a little out of it and drunk on pleasure