Morning light spills over “dad son frotting,” where a sleepy beauty wakes already aching. Sheets twist around her hips as “dad son frotting” records lazy circles over her clit through cotton panties. She pushes them aside, dipping fingers into warmth while “dad son frotting” savors every soft whimper. A vibrator hums to life; “dad son frotting” watches her knees fall open as the toy glides in and out, building a slow, Sunday-morning crescendo. When she finally shudders and soaks the sheets, “dad son frotting” lingers on her satisfied stretch—pure weekend indulgence.