“I still want my c*m on your skin,” he whispered.
“Yes,” I agreed. “But I still want you to come inside me.”
“f**k,” he grunted, but I wasn’t sure if it was my words or if it was because I reached into his joggers and grasped his thick shaft.
We heard the water hissing quietly through the pipes as Mom turned on the shower upstairs. Daddy pushed my panties aside and pressed his thumb to my c**t.
I moaned.
“This will have to be fast,” he said.
“See if you can get me off before I make you come.”
I rubbed my palm along his slit, using his precum to lube my hand before I started jacking him hard and fast.
He groaned.
He dipped his thumb down to my opening, doing the same thing, using my wetness to lube his thumb before rubbing my c**t.
His rhythm was hard and fast, just like mine w
