[MFf] Daddy’s Panty Problem [incest], [noncon], [blkmail]

OK so this is another one of the custom stories i wrote in respose to prompts. This one was iffy from the get-go. I was definitely not entirely sure about writing an incest story. The custom requester was very cool and calm about it and let me flex his prompt to somewhere in the vicinity of my comfort zone. This is the result.

Daddy’s Panty Problem.

Daddy loves Mommy and they both love their baby girl. This was said to me from a very young age and I have lived by this mantra my whole life. From an early age though I realized the extent of how much Daddy loved Mommy. I must have been 5 when I first walked in on them. Daddy deep inside Mommy and Mommy howling and moaning. They stopped and shushed me away when I climbed into bed with them. They explained to me this was how Mommy and Daddy expressed their love for each other. It wasn’t until many years later that I fully understood what they meant. But at the time of my own sexual awakening those words came back to me. “Daddy loves Mommy and the both love their baby girl” and “this is how mommy and daddy express their love”.

At the time of my sexual awakening my body was also beginning to develop very quickly. The boys in school started paying much more keen attention to me. Even the teachers seemed to conspire to ignore my shorter and shorter skirts I was wearing. By the time I graduated I had compiled a box full of naughty letters sent to me by the boys, girls, and even teachers from school describing all the filthy things they would like to do to my virgin pussy, my tight perky ass, or my increasingly expanding breasts. I kept the letters (threw out the icky penis pictures included with some of them) and used them as inspiration when thinking about the one and only cock I wanted.

I was largely an outcast though. Most of my classmates thought my mannerisms and the way I spoke about my parents somewhat off-putting. Meanwhile Mommy and Daddy had raised me well and been strict when need be. I was getting my education largely at home anyways. I learned two very important lessons. The first was sex education. Mommy and Daddy loved each other. They loved each other a lot. Most nights they were in bed by 9 or 10 and I was instructed not to bother them. This would have foiled my education if I hadn’t also learned my second lesson at home. When i was 16 Daddy hired a home security consultant. He was a nice man who I was alone with while he was installing the equipment. He also really liked to look at me. I used my charm and my low cut shirt to get him to teach me everything he knew about security cameras and video surveillance. He even left me with some books and a good website to learn more. Shortly after I told Daddy he was leering at me so Daddy fired him. Daddy was so diligent in making sure me and mommy were secure. The cameras stayed up as a warning to any potential break ins. Little did Daddy know I had full access to the running feed on my computer at home. And THAT is how I learned sex education.

Mommy and Daddy would excuse themselves to their room nightly and I hardly missed an episode. The time Mommy tied daddy to the bed, the time Mommy wore a strap on and fucked Daddy’s ass, the time Daddy licked mommy in the ass and she came all over his face those are just a handful of my favorite “episodes”. Sometimes I caught mommy in the shower closing her eyes and fingering herself. I like to think she is thinking about Daddy and me licking all over her body. Some of my favorite times are when i caught Daddy at his computer. At first i was bit bothered that he was looking at pictures of other women who were not Mommy but he explored to some girls online who didn’t look that different from me. He would stroke his lucious cock while watching all sorts of young women. As he came close to climax he would move on to pictures of larger women who looked more like Mommy and in a way that always made me love him more, just before cumming he would open his special folder on his desktop which contained naughty pictures of mommy. There was the picture of mommy below him with his cock between her tits, a few others, and finally he would cum to the picture of mommy’s beautiful round ass in a cute pair of lacy peach/orange panties. Those were some of my favorite times laying on my bed watching him on my laptop fingering my tight virgin pussy while he got off to Mommies pretty panty picture. It was those panties that would end up getting him into so much naughty trouble.

I was playing in my room when I noticed daddy had been doing the laundry in the laundry room. Daddy was so good to do the housework while Mommy was st work on important business. As he pulled out the clothes from the dryer he took note of those peach/orange panties. You see I had bought a pair for myself and enjoyed rubbing my pussy through them when i thought of daddy. Daddy went to the laundry room door and locked it. It was so very hot to see his pavlovian reaction to these panties which looked so much like the ones he liked to jerk off to. He balled them up in his hand and smelled them. He dropped his pants to his ankles and proceeded to jerk off onto them.. He was enraptured. I started fucking my fingers as i watched him. There it was daddy jerking off to my panties, the same panties i had rubbed my scent and my juices into so many times. He came with a satisfied grunt. Then he looked down at the mess he made in the panties. He unballed them and froze. I think it was at that time he realized those panties were way too small to fit around mommies gorgeous hips and ass. He had just jerked off to his daughters panties. He panicked. Instead of putting them back into the wash he grabbed a plastic bag, tied them up in them and threw them away in the lint trash by the machine.

“Oh daddy” I sighed to myself “A present for me?, you shouldn’t have Daddy”

He quickly exited and headed outside. I snuck down to the laundry room, grabbed the bag, and headed back to my bedroom. I opened the bag and promptly licked my fingers of the still warm, sticky mess, he had left on the bag. Daddy’s cum tastes so good. I pulled the panties out and licked a little more off of my fingers before putting the panties on. The panties still soaked with Daddy’s cum I stroked, rubbed and brought myself to climax for hours before ending as I physically pushed the end of the panties inside my pussy and fucked them as best i could. I felt so naughty, so bad, and so fucking satisfied.

I also felt so clever. I would use this mistake of Daddy’s against him. I let a few days go by and at breakfast with Mommy and Daddy i made my move.

“Hey have any of you seen my pair of peach/orange underwear?” I asked innocently.

“Pardon?” Daddy coughed on his coffee

“My peach/orange panties with the small flowers and the full back? I put them in the laundry the other day but they weren’t in the load i got back”

“Uhh no” Mommy replied “I haven’t.. Have you hun?”

Daddy shook his head like a naughty liar. He would pay for that lie. Shortly after Daddy disappeared into the laundry room. I didn’t even need to watch the feed to show the panic he would have when he found the trash can empty. The next few days were so much fun. I started walking around the house in skimpy outfits showing off my tight C cups and my cute little butt as best I could. I spent a lot of time around Daddy. I was a good girl I started being more diligent in my chores. I would make sure that Daddy was watching when I would wiggle my butt to some music playing while i did the dishes, I would do long drawn out stretches before helping him carry things, and one time we were in the laundry room I bent real low to give daddy a peek of my white cotton panties as I put the clothes in the dryer. Once the dryer was started I sat on top of it and pretended to read a book but really I was staring at Daddy as the dryer vibrated hard against my pussy. I don’t think he noticed how I was panting and grinding against it over all the noise but just sitting there on the dryer watching daddy finish his chores folding and touching my other underwear, bras, and cute clothes along with mommies delicates and clothes was so much fun.

That isn’t to say Daddy didn’t notice. After a few days of torture I caught him in his night time fun with Mommy. He was shyly asking if she had any white panties she could wear that he could fuck her in. (Daddy was very naughty sometimes when he was super horny) This happened on one of the days I had worn my white cotton panties and I noted how aggressive and energized daddy was as he probed, prodded, and licked mommy’s pussy and ass through her white cotton panties. I like to think either consciously or subconsciously, Daddy was thinking about me as he came all over Mommy’s round ass in her white cotton panties.

Along with all this torture I decided also to keep Daddy on his toes. Every day I let drop some sort of reminder about my “missing” peach/orange panties. “Oh i wish i could find them they were my favorite pair”, “Man, I have searched everywhere but i still can’t find those panties”, “Daddy are you sure you haven’t seen them?” He was getting more and more flustered.

Daddy is clever though. After a few days he came home and invited me and mommy to the living room.

“So I uhhh.. Won a contest at work” he blundered out. “It was kind of a prank thing but I won a gift certificate for 3 matching “Mommy/Daughter” lingerie sets at that specialty store downtown. I thought maybe you could replace the ones you lost and have some fun with your mom”

Daddy was so cute.. He was blushing the whole time. Mommy was always so practical but trusting.

“Well if it’s for free how can we say no?” she too was blushing.

I love Mommy so much too. Its harder to read her sometimes and as such it is harder for me to torture her or even brush up against how she loves. I often watch her when she is having her shower times and wonder what she is thinking about. More than anything I get the impression she thinks she is only appealing to Daddy. But how would those websites daddy looks at stay in business if only Daddy liked big women like her. I love Mommy and I also lust after her. Sometimes I get tired of thinking about all the naughty things I want to do with Daddy and just think about bringing Mommy to pleasure. I wished I could tell her and show her how attracted I am to her as well. I got a bit wet at the simple thought of getting to spend time with Mommy and see her in person in sexy lingerie.

It was all so fun and all so pleasing. That night i laid in bed watching Mommy and Daddy love each other on the laptop again. I started to pull out the peach orange panties and play again. They had gotten a little smelly with my juices and sweat mixed with daddies days old cum. I was a bit repulsed at myself. Was this it? Would i never taste mommy’s beautiful flower? Would I never have daddy take me deep inside myself? Would I never feel that love? No.. I couldn’t be that way. I know Mommy and Daddy had old fashioned beliefs about naughty “incest” and that the only way I was going to be able to have my way was to play dirty. I hated that I had to go about it this way. But if everything worked out… we would all be happy in the end. Even if they wouldn’t admit it. They would get pleasure and love from their baby girl.

He was a junior when I was a senior. It was kind of sweet how much he tried to hide his erection from me when handing me his notes telling me all the naughty things he would like to do to me. I ignored him like i did all the others but I did remember few things about him. He had given me his number on one of his notes and he also mentioned that his father owned that specialty lingerie store in town. I pulled out my phone. All it took was a few texts, some alluring pictures and the promise of a sexy show the likes of which he had never seen before. He gave me everything I wanted and promised to play along with my little scheme. As I was finishing that conversation Daddy had just filled Mommy up with his sweet cum and kissed her goodnight. Soon that would be my pussy Daddy would be filling. I dreamed such dirty dreams that night.

The next day I bounded down to breakfast I had my hair up in pigtails and my nice tight t-shirt and short shorts. Mommy told me we were to head out to the store at 11. I ate carefully not to over exert my jaw and mouth. I spent the rest of the day working on my phone preparing for the days games..

By the time 11 had rolled around I was set. I kissed Daddy on the cheek kicking one foot up like in one of those movies and headed out with Mommy. She was nervous, I could sense it. These fittings would have people who weren’t Daddy seeing her in her underwear and she wasn’t comfortable with that. I told her that at any time I would take care of her and help the clerks do their tasks for them. It was actually the reason why they had this mother-daughter deal to begin with. When we got to the store I was thrilled to see that my obedient Mr. Junior had already followed through on my requests. He had somehow angled it that he was the only one working that day and he had kept the store free of any other customers. It would just be him, Mommy, and me.

We pored over the store each selecting a few things. Mommy and I together found matching pairs of the peach/orange panties sets that looked like the ones she had (and the one currently in a box under my bed that I had been fondling almost nightly). Mommies selections were all so boring. I saw a small spark in her eye when she found some sexy silk black panties with a black studded bra that had an air of dominatrix about them. I urged her to grab them and she feigned embarrassment and picked them up. Lastly I found the thinnest stringiest thong I had ever seen. It was deep blue and the color of daddies eyes. With our three selections we went into the fitting room. We tried on the peach/orange pair first. We stepped into our respective changing rooms before stepping out to be custom fit in the fitting room. Mr Junior was helpful and I was surprised when Mommy didn’t ask him to leave. As he tucked and moved her around taking measurements she was surprisingly bubbly with him. By my count he was the first person who wasn’t daddy to see mommy like that and to touch her in those places in a while. For his part Mr Junior was surprisingly delicate. Never vulgar and quite businesslike. I even caught Mommy checking him out when he came to adjust my bra and panties. We looked fantastic. We stood side by side in the mirror. I loved mommy. Looking at her in that same outfit I had seen Daddy jerk off to so many times It was all i could do to keep myself from pouncing on her then. But no.. I had to stick to the plan. It was cruel but necessary. Next the black dominatrix underwear. Again Mr Junior was respectful. It seemed when he was in job mode he could keep his erection down. He was doing such a good job I was happy I would be able to reward him with the show he was about to get. This time I almost laughed when i noticed that the dominatrix lingerie seemed to almost change Mommy. She was commanding him to do things. Some of them even seemingly unnecessary. She dropped the peach/orange bra on the floor and aggressively told him to pick it up. Mr Junior did so and Mommy gestured to me to look at his ass. She had relaxed and she was having fun. The dominatrix outfit looked great on her. She was large and in charge. Mr Junior finally broke his composure a bit when he started working on me. After he got a bit too handsy Mommy and I both chastised him. We were teasing him together and It was fun. When I pulled out the thongs for us to try on Mommy froze.

“Im not putting that on” she declared. “Please honey this is too much I won’t like the way I look in it. And you are DEFINITELY not wearing that in front of him” she said gesturing to the cowering Mr Junior.

“But Mommy!” I whined.

“No young lady you can’t wear it and that is final and stop talking like that! You are 18 years old and becoming a woman we can’t have this “mommy” and “daddy” baby talk anymore” still in her dominatrix mode Mommy couldn’t help but ooze sensuality.

“Tell you what Mommy, If you put it on I promise not to whine you about me putting it on… ok MOTHER?” I said pleadingly.

Her face flushed. She reluctantly agreed. Now was the time. While she was changing in the changing room I pulled Mr. Junior to the side.

“You ready to do as we discussed” I whispered.

“ I dunno I could get into a lot of trouble plus this is super weird… she is your mom” he whimpered.

“OH come on now. You’ll get to do all sorts of fun things.. And see fun things.” I cooed.”who knows maybe i might even…” I reached down and grabbed his stiff cock in his pants. Before quicky letting go and whispering in his ear dripping with lust “…or not”

He simply nodded. And recomposed himself. “Ok” he whispered.

Mommy came out looking like a goddess in the tiniest blue thong and bra. Her fat breasts overflowed against straining fabric and it was all I could do to resist lunging forward and taking them into my mouth. The thin piece of cloth covering her pubic mound made my legs weak. The strings on her wide thighs and riding up her ass were tightly clinging on for dear life. I started opening and closing my hands in anticipation.

Mr. Junior brought her to the middle of the room positioning here in full view of all the mirrors. As he worked on the straps of her bra I though for sure they would break but Mr. Junior somehow made Mommies tits look better propping them up on the edge of the bra. She sighed quietly and contently as he worked closely over her breasts. He was still surprisingly professional. Now it was time for him to be unprofessional.

He kneeled down in front of her. She gently smiled at him as he ran his fingers over her smooth thighs seemingly to adjust the strings on the sides. She shivered as as she clearly was enjoying his touch. In one swift motion he pulled the thong clear of her and tossed it back to me. There he sat kneeling in front of her. Her beautiful exposed pussy inches from his face with his hands still on the sides of her hips. She gasped. I reached down slowly and plucked my phone from my bag. There on the screen was the feed from the 3 security cameras in the room. I held the thong tightly in my hand. She looked at me in desperation. The devil himself hasn’t smiled as widely as I did.

“Oh Mommy, look what you did.” I slithered forward. “Our Clerk here is just 16 years old and you just exposed yourself to him.”

She blurted out “No… no i didnt”

“But mommy.. Here is the feed from those cameras” I gestured around the room. “They tell a different story.. Now Im afraid your going to have to do what I say or else that story…. Is going to be told…. MOMMY”

“But b.b.b.Baby Girl… I love you.. Why would you do this” she panicked. “What do you want? Money? A car? What?”

“Mommy!” I exclaimed coyly. “I dont want any of those things. All I want… All i have ever wanted is to show you and daddy how much I love you.. And for you to show me how much you love me. Now… have a seat there.” I gestured to the chair that Mr. Junior was pulling out to the middle of the room.

She breathed heavily as she lowered her hindquarters to the chair. I licked my lips as I started playing with my finger over one of the metal studs in my dominatrix bra. I took the thong from my hand and the thong and bra from what was supposed to be my pair and handed them to Mr Junior. Without needing to explain he proceeded to use the considerably strong strings from them to tie her down to the chair. Her hands bound to the chair and one foot bound would be enough. Mr. Junior had been a scout. She was NOT going to get out of those knots. He finished and walked back to me. I showed him my phone and showed him that the feed was returned to the normal security feed

“Good job…. You can retire to the security room if you’d like. I’ll let you know when i am done. Enjoy the show. Don’t hurt yourself” I briefly patted him on the crotch and could feel that he was already enjoying himself.

He left quickly. I turned to her.

“Mommy, I know you think this is wrong. But you have always said this is how you show your love to Daddy. I want to show both of you how much I love you. I’m also going to show you that you deserve all the pleasure I can give you. And I’m going to keep showing you that until you agree to let me show Daddy.”

I prowled up to her and dropped to my knees right in front of her. Mommies wide hips and voluptuous backside put her beautiful pussy right on the edge of the seat. I looked up at her batting my doe eyes and pushed her legs apart.. I stuck out my tongue and tasted my Mommy.

“Oh Mommy!, you taste better than I even imagined.” I buried my face in Mommy’ beautiful flower.

Her protestations seemed to only serve to buck herself more against my eager face. As she twisted and writhed to get free I found new and interesting angles to place my tongue on her. All I would have to do was break down her inhibitions against those silly old rules. She wanted this. Of course she did. Mommy loved her baby girl and her body was already starting to betray her. Soft controlled whimpers came from her as I started to taste a new flow of slick juices forming in her. I reached my hands up grabbed onto mommies hips to hold her tightly against my hard working mouth.

“Oh.. god.. Baby girl… dont do that.. Ugh… it wrong… its.. Ungh so very wrong..” she drifted off a bit at the end.

Mommy was starting to feel it. Those silly taboos wouldn’t change the fact that she still loved me and due to my years of watching daddy. I knew all the ways Mommy liked to be touched. Mommy loved having her pussy eaten. Mommy also would be begging to be filled up after she orgasmed. I would use that to get her to get Daddy here. For now though I was eating her pussy just like i had seen Daddy do so many times. He protestations were weakening. I was hitting all of her weak spots and her writhing became less trying to get away and more trying to get off. Perhaps she thought if she came it would be the end of it. Then Mommy cheated.

“Ohhh ohh… thats it im cumming” Mommy pretended.

I know so well how Mommy sounds when she cums. She was faking. How dare Mommy lie to me. When I was in school i overheard a friend of mine tell me that his parents punished him for smoking by making him smoke a whole pack of cigarettes. It was time to punish Mommy for lying to me about cumming in the same way. As much as I enjoyed licking mommy’s pussy I knew of another surefire way to make mommy cum.

“Mommy that was a fake. Im disappointed in you. But I have something that will keep you from faking again.” I told her sternly.

I got up and grabbed her pair of the peach/orange panties. I slid them up her legs and around her ass. I then crossed the room to my phone. I had found a way to rig the phone to vibrate constantly and in pulses. Then I found a way to amplify the vibrate. (my lessons from the horny surveillance guy paid off in other realms of electronics). I launched a vibrate program i had used before. Setting my phone to make all sorts of interesting strong vibration patterns. I pulled out the handle knob on the back of my thankfully waterproof case and it fit perfectly right over mommies clit and pussy I put it into her underwear vibrating like crazy right on mommy.

“Ugggghhhh” she moaned.

“Now mommy you are going to see the kind of woman I have become. As my phone makes you cum you are going to look at me. No looking away or I will make the phone stronger. “

She was breathing heavily resisting the urge to let go and cum. I bent down putting my ass right near her face. With the black silk panties already showing the wetness. I reached between my legs and rubbed the panties. Grabbing wetness and putting my fingers into Mommy’s mouth.
“I like touching and licking you mommy. But more than anything I want you to know what seeing you respond to my love does to me, do you taste how sweet I am? Can you taste my pleasure?”

I pulled down my panties and showed her my tight pink pussy still inches from her face. Mommy was looking but was losing her battle to hold back. The phone was buzzing hard as it bore down on her inhibitions. I plunged my fingers into myself and moaned as I knew mommy was looking right at me.

“Oh god.. I cant.. Hold back.. Baby girl… im cumming…..” this time she was not faking.

“Thats it mommy… it feels good right.. It was good to cum hard while looking at my pussy. You know what would be better… If you had someone fill you up now wouldn’t it. Hmmmmmm who do we know who loves filling up your pussy?” I teasingly asked… “OH I know!… Daddy! If you want me to take the phone out of your panties all you have to do is show me that you’ve given up on these silly incest taboos. Lick my pussy… make me cum like mommy and I’ll let you call daddy. “

“Oh… fuck.. “ she said as the phone still was working hard on her… “oh fuck.. Fine.. give it to me.. Give me your pussy baby girl.. Let Mommy taste you.”

I backed my cute little butt into mommy’s face. Whatever inhibitions she had had either gone away or she was so desperate for Daddy’s cock that it was worth letting those inhibitions bend. I liked to think it was the later. Because Mommy was all-in.. Licking and flicking her tongue all over me. I helped her by tipping her chair onto the ground. I sat on Mommies face and she seemed to like it. Looking down I could see Mommies peach/orange panties with the phone working away. They were sopping wet and once more underneath me I heard mommy let go another frantic moan as she came again,

Muffled under my ass “OH baby girl.. Cum for mommy… cum for mommy now.. I fucking need you to cum for me… “

She plunged her tongue into my quim. I had never felt anything like it and the wave of pleasure was too much.. My juices flowed out of me as I came while sitting on mommy’s face.

I screamed as I moaned ‘Oh… Mommy”.

“Please please… the phone… “ she pleaded

I obediently got off of Mommies face and pulled the phone from her soaked panties. I wiped it off and dialed daddy’s number.

While she was still on the floor I held the phone to her ear.

She was panting.. “Hey.. honey.. You .. need to come to the store… now… everything is fine.. But i need you here.. Now.” she sounded somewhat crazed and I worried that this would worry Daddy. “Just knock on the door.. It will say its closed.”

She hung up and started to relax. “It will be a little while til your daddy gets here. What does my baby girl want to do til he gets here” Mommy had given up and knew she wanted to keep showing her baby girl how much she loved her.

I untied her from the chair and handed her the thong I had pulled out.

“Well don’t you think Daddy would like to see us in these?” Mommy giggled and she looked years younger as we put the thong back on her. As she helped me with mine she made a point of running her hands over me. Over my breast and my still wet pussy. She kissed me deeply.. Both of our mouths still wet with each other’s juices.

We both jumped when we heard the knocking on the door. I gestured to the camera (and the probably very happy boy watching the feed) that we would get it.

Mommy and me… Both in our sting thongs striding to the door. Daddy’s eyes got wider as we pulled him in from the outside and slammed the door behind us. Mommy and me were on the prowl as we pushed Daddy completely bewildered into the changing room. Mommy positively tore off Daddies pants.

“But… our daughter”… he stammered.

“Yeah.. about her, she is your fucktoy now. Along with me…. These taboos… they don’t work for us, I mean look at her… don’t you just love her” Mommy was on my side now completely.

I posed for Daddy as mommy pulled out his fat but still limp cock. I licked my lips but Mommy got there first. Engulfing him in her mouth as he stood agape looking at me. I pulled out one of my breasts and started to lick it.. Looking straight at Daddy. I looked down at Mommy. In her sexy blue bra and thong purring as she worked her mouth on Daddy’s cock. I heard her gag as Daddy got harder and harder his gaze fixated on his baby girl.

“Oh Daddy the things im going to let you do to me” I said. “But I made Mommy cum so many times already and I know she is dying for your cock.. I do love Mommy so.”

“No baby girl I can take care of myself. You fuck your Daddy like a good girl. And you honey… dont hold back.” Mommy pulled herself off of daddy. She surprised me as she went for my phone starting it up again and rubbing it on herself.

I grabbed the door of one of the changing rooms, stuck my ass out towards him and pulled down the thong.

“Its ok honey… she is all yours… we both are.” Mommy cooed as she lustily licked her lips watching the two of us. Willing us to join.

Daddy still there with his cock in hand. At first i thought he might not do it. I turned and looked in the mirror at all three of us. Me, bent over with my ass facing my daddy, Mommy franticly rubbing her pussy with my vibrating phone, and Daddy coming closer in view as a wave of bliss came across my face in the mirror. Daddy had grabbed my hips and pushed himself deep inside me. He was doing as Mommy said. He was not holding back. My knees almost buckled at the orgasmic pleasure surging through me. Daddy was inside me.. Daddy was inside me.,…. Daddy was inside me….

I heard Mommy groan again from the otherside of the room. After cumming again she got on her hands and knees with her beautiful thong filled ass in the air and crawled to us. She slid herself between daddy and my legs. Grabbing my hips she guided us downward so that she could lick the two of use. Her tongue ran from my clit to the length of Daddy’s shaft as he plowed into me. Daddy’ was clearly not going to hold back much longer. His panting became groans of pleasure as his cock pushed deeper and deeper inside me. I howled in ecstasy as daddy’s cum seemed to fill every inch of me. As he pulled out Mommy reached up with her mouth to lick daddy’s cum.. First off of his cock and then directly out of my pussy.

“Mmmm “ Mommy hummed in pleasure.

Daddy was still clearly bewildered but happy. On the ride home Mommy explained it to him in explicit terms again. The taboo was gone… and in order for them to show their love for me. I would be theirs for use as they saw fit. And that is how it has been.

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