We fucked again when we got up. I swear Sasha tasted worse this morning when Quinn wasn't so present in her pussy. Not that she tasted bad either way. Then we all went for another run and ate a quick breakfast. Mom missed the run, but she made it to breakfast.

"I've never been fucked like that in my life," Mom said. "I'm not sure I can walk right. Sasha, you are one lucky lady."

Sasha smiled at her. "I know."

"Are you going to tell Dad that, because I don't think that's a good idea," I said.

"I suppose not. I can't believe how good he was."

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