I could see the smile grow on her face and she looked forward again, keeping her grin. “Do you, um … want me to sit in your lap?”
David’s eyes peeled from her for a moment. Mamma wants you to have her.” I jammed my two fingers in deeper, my toes curling, eyes quivering as my first orgasm feasted upon me, biting into me starting at my spine. “I’ll jump back off if we hear her coming,” she said. David was already in his chair, the movie queued to the starting credits and Emily made it a point to stand in front of him, staring at the screen for a full minute, letting him gaze upon her butt without saying a word. Not fatherly at all. “Ugh, fuck, David,” I moaned softly. “And I promise, I won’t complain when you’re done with me.”
“Complain?” he asked her. He finished putting on his pants and sat on the edge of the bed facing me as I slid my sundress over me.
