Mark.
The knock came again.
My c**k was still buried deep inside Susan. I carried her across the room. Her tiny legs wrapped around my waist. Every step made me slip a little deeper inside her. She bit my shoulder to conceal her moan.
I set her feet on the floor right behind the door. I stayed behind her and started f*****g her again…slow, deep thrusts that made her breath hitch.
She reached for the handle. The door opened just a crack, enough for Dad to see her face.
“Are you two still sleeping?” he asked. “It’s almost 5 p.m.”
Susan’s voice came out steady and even while I thrust slowly inside her.
“We’re getting ready, Dad,” she said.
“Be fast,” Dad said. “The food is getting cold.”
I slid almost all the way out and drove back in. Susan bit her lip hard.
“Okay,” she said. “We’l
