As i look deep into his eyes,
deep, deep into his eyes,
he lightly touches my cheek and plants a kiss on my lips,
its an unusual sensation,
but i only see him once a year so i allow it,
he is my only real father,
i value his pasion towards me,
i fell insecure around him naked,
my teachers say this is weird,
**** them,
i make my own choices,
my choice is to stroke his *****,
stroke it hard,
and stroke it soft,
stroke it with my hands,
and stroke with my tounge,
after all he is my father
and i love him