seamstress doodle world

“Okay,” she blushed, moving to do as I'd asked, Daddy sidling tightly up behind her. It pretty much immediately turned into a three-way makeout session, instead, which was even better. Before long I stopped even trying to keep track of whose hands were where, as they both took turns playing with my titties and ass. Daddy's cock was otherwise occupied, of course, and since he seemed to be so preoccupied playing with me it meant I got to have Mom pretty much all to myself. God, her tits were incredible! So huge, and heavy, and soft! I liked my perky little firm ones too, but hers were just so different compared to mine, it was so much fun to explore and play! Daddy finally came in her, making her squeal and twitch in our arms, but when I tried to slide down the bed to clean her up she stopped me, just holding me close to cuddle instead. That was okay, too.

I don’t want to be executed or spend my life in the dungeon for what we did, but I… I have to tell someone. I have to face some kind of judgment. After everything that’s happened, I just can’t sit on this any longer, and if I am to break my promise and reveal this to someone, if I am to be punished by someone, I want it to be you.”

He said something else and paused, shit, he was waiting for her to respond.“Sorry, what was that, daddy? I’m still pretty sleepy.”“I said, I guess we’re in the same boat today. I got my sleep in but I’m still feeling a bit tired. I guess I had a restless night as well.”