They pulled off their boots and socks. Hank peeled his T-shirt off and tossed it aside. He had a working man's body -- not cut up like a weightlifter, but definitely in shape. Anna threw her tank top on the growing pile. She wore a tan sports bra, which she peeled off. Anna had better t**s than her mom -- big, but very firm. Hank stood up and unbuckled his belt, leaving it in the loops as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Anna stood and watched, her pants undone, open, and unzipped, with her hand down the front.
"I love watching you strip, Dad," she said.
Hank shoved his jeans down his legs and stepped out of them as he answered, "I like that we got away. It's nice to help folks, but it's cutting into the family fun."
Hank stood in just his white briefs, his erection filling the fro
