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She lay there perfectly still for a long while, feeling her racing heartbeat against her fathers which steadily slowed with each passing breath. After what seemed like an hour, a muffled snore erupted from her father’s mouth and Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. She was dripping with sweat from the stress, but her pussy was even more wet. The entire time she had lain there, her father’s cock was filling her entirely, throbbing slowly, teasing her to the edge despite the fear. She barely dared to move as she knew that if she slid off his cock now, she would surely orgasm and collapse on top of him. And if that happened, he wasn’t going to sleep through that.

“Yes. Come in please.” Carol quickly opened the door, through a shirt and pants on the bench and closed the door behind her. She leaned against the door, hands behind her fetchingly, her legs crossed at the ankles. She bit her lower lip as she stared at my rigid cock, throbbing with my pulse.

“Hi, Mom,” I giggled, stepping inside and collecting a brief kiss from Daddy's lips and a tight squeeze of my pert little ass as I passed by. “Daddy and I really struggled about how we were going to tell you this...” I said, flouncing eagerly up onto the bed with her, crawling up until my knees could just barely fit, squeezed close together between her spread thighs. I leaned down, giving her a firm kiss on the lips that she was far too stunned to return. “In the end, we decided it would be best to just rip the band-aid off quick. You and I are going to be sharing Daddy, from here on out!”