I find it very strange that after Ashley and I had just fucked, she would ask me if I wanted to meet her dad. I mean, what kind of family dynamic do they got going on? Where's the mom? Any siblings or cousins? How far away is her dad's house and can we actually drive there instead of walk? All good questions that I was going to find out. Ashley had parked away from her apartment because there was a whole of traffic around. We got in and headed to her dad's house. While she was driving, I was playing touchy-feely with her. Not distracting her from driving but play a little with her shoulders, her back, her arms. Ashley warned me to stop touching her like that. It was going to result in another fuck. But hey, nothing wrong with that. We arrived at her dad's house. As we got out of the car, Ashley had warned me whenever you see my dad in the state he's in, just laugh at him. It's completely normal. He loves the attention. I smiled and agreed that I was going to do exactly that. In the back of my mind, I'm overthinking things. Why laugh at your dad for? I will soon find out. Ashley ran the doorbell. Both the front door and screen door were open separately. We greeted each other at the door. Ashley's dad's name is Pedro Reed. I stuck out my hand but Pedro embraced me by giving me a hug. Wasn't expecting that. Pedro was wearing a robe; I guess he's comfortable wearing just about anything when he has guests come over his house. Ashley heads to the refrigerator while I followed right behind her. She kept on reminding me whatever happens just to laugh. I told her I remember the first time she told me. We walked over to the couch to sit down. Pedro was sitting on the love seat. What I saw next I couldn't unglued my eyes. Pedro decided to disrobe in the love seat, leaving it wide open to see his little-sized dick in a cage. I was shocked and started laughing. Ashley laughed as well. She was like you know damn well no one wants to see that shit. Close your robe you small thimble dick poor excuse for a man. I couldn't stop laughing at the little penis. I asked Pedro what's the point in having a robe open when you trying to have Mini-Me breathe down there. Focusing on the television, I will take a glimpse of Pedro's.... well I wouldn't call it a dick, more like a small clitoris. Pedro started laughing saying this thing Ashley said to me it's all fun and games but this is my actual dick size. A million and one questions popped into my head to ask him about his pathetic little dick. But I only asked one: how can he managed, even if he wanted to, to pee anywhere? Will it be in the toilet, the urinal, the bushes, the wall? Uh, absolutely not the wall. That dick look like a shrimp; like it needs to be thrown back into the ocean. That's how tiny his dick is. Besides, who can suck that? That's a waste of time. Ashley told her dad that she's having a sleepover tonight. Let me repeat what I just said. I said Ashley told her dad, not ask him, told her dad that she's having a sleepover tonight. He had no other choice but to submit her her and just say yes. Pedro gets up and tells everyone that he's going to the bathroom. I shouted out how? As both me and Ashley laugh our asses off again. Getting hungry, I went to the refrigerator next to get some snacks or something else to put in my stomach before dinner tonight. I got whatever I wanted from the refrigerator. Popped my head in the bathroom to check on Pedro and how his piss break was coming along. Unfortunately, Pedro was using the bathroom but he peed all over the floor. Not one drop of piss made it into the toilet bowl. I stood there and shook my head at disgust that he had to take paper towels from the bathroom sink, and whip down the whole floor where the piss was. Pedro got upset saying if I was over the toilet bowl like I was supposed to, I wouldn't have to clean up this mess. Laughing hysterically at Pedro, I walked back to my seat at the couch and watched a romance movie with Ashley while eating snacks; waiting for the sleepover.
