I'm all yours daddy
"Tonight, after she sleeps. I want to fuck you while we plan more."
Dinner was tense; Mom picked at her food, complaining of aches. "Maybe I should see a doctor," she mused.
Daddy and I exchanged glances. "If it persists," he said smoothly. "Rest tonight."
She took her meds early, crashing by nine. I waited in my room, naked under the covers, my body humming. The door opened at midnight, Daddy slipping in, already hard.
"She's snoring," he whispered, shedding his clothes. "Now, where were we?"