“Why can’t I keep my f*****g hands off you?” Daddy asked as he
played with my n*****s through my shirt.
“Because neither of us really wants that, Daddy.”
“No, I don’t want to leave you alone. But what if you get pregnant?” I shrugged.
“You will make an excellent daddy.”
He chuckled and pinched my n****e, but pulled away when Mom walked into the room. We had been making out all week whenever we got the chance. We tried to wait until Mom left the house, but sometimes we just couldn’t.
It was movie night again.
This time, instead of lying in the opposite direction from Daddy, I lay in front of him on the deep cushions of the sofa.
I pulled a throw over both of us, then snuggled back against him, rubbing my ass against his half-hard c**k.
He wrapped his arms around me under the saf
