"Yes," I whispered, looking toward the kitchen, but I couldn't see over the back of the couch and down the shortcut hallway. "I always want to touch it."

"I always want you to." Jenna wiggled her body. "Please touch it, Daddy."

I growled again.

"Do you think if I show my dad my pussy," Jenna whispered, her cheeks reddening, "it'll make him let you fuck me?" Jenna's blush deepened. "Maybe you should tease your mom."

My cock released a river of precum that swelled my shaft. "You're a bad girl," I moaned, leaning down and pressing my forehead against hers. "You're going to get me in trouble with my mom."...