I'm all yours daddy
Daddy texted me: "It's working. Can't wait for tonight."
That evening, with Mom bedridden, we risked the living room. "Suck my cock while she's upstairs," he commanded.
I did, on my knees, as he detailed helping more. "I'll spike her tea tonight."
The danger heightened everything; my pussy dripped as I blew him. He came on my tits, rubbing it in.
Midnight came, and he joined me after dosing her. "Done," he said, sliding into bed. "Now fuck me like you own me."