The song ended. "Orrin, where's Livvy?" Dad asked, eyes tight with suspicion, looking at me through the mirror.
"Laying on Tori trying to rest," I grunted the lie as Liv's breath came in gasps.
"Well then you can send your mom a picture of her laying all restful and calm, huh? Just to verify?"
Liv was so close; she couldn't be bothered to cover herself right now. Tori's hand was crammed between her sister's legs, working her c**t. I hadn't noticed that. Liv would c*m at any moment.
I looked at my Dad, "No. Trust me or don't."
I leaned my head back and didn't look at him, taking hold of Liv's hips and giving her a single, solid thrust. She looked at me adoringly and came with a silent howl.
Liv was already silencing herself to the barest of scratchy screams, and Tori clamped her hand
