"Oh, shit. Dad, uh, no rush, but I think I'll need a bath." Tori had come to after her orgasm, feeling her thighs soaking wet, her pussy inflamed and dribbling. Her dad had just helped her have her first orgasm in a long, long time, holding the vibe to her clit that her broken and casted hands weren't able to. She couldn't walk around like this, so had to request a clean up. She was usually frustrated whenever she had to ask for something like this, but now she just felt contented, and couldn't even muster that limited frustration.

"No problem," Mark said, his back to her. He had quickly...