I rolled over and plunged my fingers into my shorts, finding my pussy slick with my own arousal and quickly fingered myself to another orgasm. I could hear Daddy and Daddy talking below me -- Daddy telling Mom how hard it had been not to just take me and tear my clothes off me and fuck me silly right in the garage. "Every time that little minx bent over, I wanted to step up behind her, rips off those shorts and fuck her brains out," he said with a husky quality in his voice.

Mom giggled and said, "Yeah, at breakfast, I wanted to pull that shirt off her and...