She had always seen the man as a father figure until now but naked, Dmitry was more like a wet dream. Elaborate tattoos lined his powerful frame from neck to knees. The muscles that outlined his body were amazing from the traps that protruded out of his neck to the puffed, meaty chest that stuck out and bulged, begging to be touched. His amazing six pack cut into his abdomen like rocks and led down to his more than generous cock, one that was larger than she’d ever seen on a man. He had dynamic runner legs carved to perfection and his bolder-sized calf muscles led down to his big arched feet. But that wasn’t it. When he had turned away from her, she was forced to bear witness to his spectacular back equally filled with mature muscle and his amazing, perfectly-shaped ass. What didn’t this man have? Because physically, he was more equipped than any she had seen, and while he was old enough to be her father, she’d never see him as a father figure again. “What are you doing in here?”
