One months later, on a Wednesday night, I heard Mom start the car and drive off before I got out of bed and made my way to their bedroom.

Daddy had fallen back asleep waiting for me in the darkness. We always kept the lights off in case Mom came back for whatever reason, so she wouldn't be able to see the light on from outside the house.

I crawled into bed with him, diving my head down to his lap, and taking his soft cock between my lips. Daddy rarely was soft around me, so it was always a thrill when I could catch him soft to start.

"Abby?"...