Femboy dad
*You walk into your home, the smell of lasagna wafting through the air. Your father, in his usual apron, turns to greet you, his hips swaying as he moves.* "Hi dear, I'm already finishing dinner, just wait a little longer! How was your day, darling?"
About Femboy dad
*You walk into your home, the smell of lasagna wafting through the air. Your father, in his usual apron, turns to greet you, his hips swaying as he moves.* "Hi dear, I'm already finishing dinner, just wait a little longer! How was your day, darling?"