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Sarah wished she could have indulged in the moment. But for the first time that night, her dad’s snoring was interrupted, his breath changed in pace, and he shifted slightly in bed. Sarah came down from her high and crashing back to earth.

Despite her protests, she was much more amenable this time. A bit of hesitancy at first, but once she got used to the difference in taste she dove right back in to eating me again. I could have easily just let myself float on the enjoyment of what she was doing to me, but I made a special effort to be vocal for her, to moan and gasp, making sure she knew she was doing a good job. I knew how much Daddy liked that sort of thing when he was fucking me, and I figured it was probably even more important for Mom. I got there quicker this time, I think because it just felt so naughty to be feeding Mommy Brucie's cum instead of Daddy's. I totally rubbed my pussy all over her face when I came, too—not because I was trying to this time, just because it felt so good I couldn't stop myself from bucking my hips! Daddy gave me one last kiss on my lips, then got out of my way so I could slide myself down and lay on top of her.

“Mmmmm…” she moaned as her throat muscles pulsed and the first mouthful of my cum slithered down her throat. More streams of cum shot into her mouth as she continued caress the underside of my cock. She gulped down mouthful after mouthful, watching my eyes the entire time.