Linda

“Yeah Dad,” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady. “Just got back.”

Ace slowly rolled his hips, grinding deep while I spoke. I bit my lip hard.

“You okay?” Dad asked, closer now. “I thought I heard something.”

“I’m fine,” I managed. “I...uhmm”

Ace leaned down, lips brushing my ear. “Tell him goodnight,” he whispered, still moving inside me in shallow, torturous strokes.

“Just getting ready for bed. Goodnight Dad,” I called out, my voice breaking slightly as another wave of pleasure hit me.

Ace’s hand covered my mouth as he thrust a little harder, pushing me right back toward the edge.

“Alright. Sleep well,” Dad said. The...