Dad came in and gave us a slightly raised eyebrow. Then he slowly shook his head twice. I cleared my throat and got up from the couch, and his eyes flared slightly.
"Dad, I am so sorry that happened earlier," I said softly. "I'll make sure it never happens again."
"Okay," he replied evenly.
Then Mom had him, dragging him back to their bedroom. They closed the door that time, but I could hear my Dad groaning helplessly as my mother took him in her hungry mouth. I was so deeply satisfied after that intense session with my mother that I only got half hard. I grabbed a quick bite to eat and went into my room to lie down, still smiling as I listened to my father moaning as my mother drained him once again.
* * *
I awoke blearily to my phone going off across the room. It was just past noon,
