As Jeff keeps masturbating on the hall, he becomes unaware of his father coming home. Surely, he would be surprised to see his wife doing such things. Jeff has another explosive orgasm just as his father comes up the stairs. Jeff gets sex juices all over his flip flops and cute toes, so he wiggles them around, making his feet reflective in the light. "Oh, hi dad." he habitually greets as he walks forward. With each step, Jeff's flip flops sling sex juice all over the floor, with a squish sound caused by his wet milfy feet. Leaking like a faucet, his g string is completely damp, like it's been through a hurricane.
At first, Jeff's dad stood in shock as he couldn't comprehend the sight in front of him. Slowly though, his facial expression mellowed to one of ease. It seems that the changes to Jeff have started affecting peoples perception of him. "Hey sport; everything going good today?" he asks. Jeff shrugs him off to step back into his mothers room. He reaches for what was his mother's dresser and pulls out a tiny black bikini top. Its only enough to cover the tips of his nipples with the rest of his areola visible. Tying it tightly, he feels truly ready to go out. But first, he sits on the bed to slip his feet out of his flip flops. Running his tongue along his soles and toes, he enjoys the taste of his sex juices covering his feet. Slipping the flip flops back on, Jeff goes outside to show himself off to the world. His pussy muscles twitch at the thought of everyone seeing him.