It’s been a year since we threatened my father. Rachel and Kerri are still sharing a bed with me and Lauren, which means I often wake up with at least one hand gripping a soft female body and often that hand is tangled up in her hair as she opts to wake me up with her mouth. This morning it was Kerri’s hair my hand tightened in. She’s gotten good at manipulating her soft palette to take my dick into her throat.
I gathered her hair in my hand and lifted my hips as I held her down on me, “Fuck, baby,” I moaned as she smiled and moved her lips a little faster up and down my shaft. Lauren woke up and saw Kerri bent over me as I thrust my hips up into her mouth. Lauren moved down between my legs and started pulling my balls into her mouth, her hands gripped my thighs. I was trying to hold back, but Lauren tapped Kerri’s shoulder and she lifted herself from my cock and turned to her mother.