Pass the time - Dad

“Jane,” your dad called out after he knocked, “turns out I need some more batteries.”

The incident with your dad earlier was hot and now, with a few influences in place, he wouldn’t even flinch as you moaned your way to an orgasm, your nakedness, or how aroused you were.

“Sure,” you call back, projecting your pussy on the cushion your desk chair. “They should be in the same place as before.” You father pushes open your door and approaches your desk. He didn’t even blink at your naked body as he made a beeline for your desk. True, the batteries were there but so was your projected pussy.

“Thank you! I found a pair of old walkie talkies and if they work I can sell them on eBay!”

As you father approached your desk, he picked up the cushion. Noticing how wet you were he didn’t even prepare you are he pushed two fingers into you and began thrusting. Not that there was any resistance, you were wet enough to start covering his hands in your juices. His thumb lightly played with your clit.

“Imagine,” he said as his hand started to move faster and his free hand unhooked his belt, “all that stuff I have in the garage could be worth quite a bit now as antiques.”

You could reply as a moan **** it’s way through your throat. Cutting off your reply. As his trousers and underwear hit the floor, as you father exchange his fingers for his cock.

He teased you slightly, rubbing the clit with his head before quickly changed to thrusting in. He gave one gently thrust before beginning to pound you. He continued the one sided conversation about the many items in the garage but you managed to block him out and enjoy the sensations.

You were in complete bliss and then, much like before, he lowered a free hand down and played with your clit. The sensations quickly sent you into overdrive and you orgasmed.

Your father followed quickly after inside of you. But he didn’t stop, as you hadn’t summoned it back, he merely continued his ministrations. As he did, your mother called out your name.

“Jane, you have a parcel here!” As he starts pounding again, you summon your pussy back.

“Thanks,” you father smiles as he pulls his clothes back on and grabs the batteries.

You pull yourself off the bed and start making your way down stairs. There was a medium size, brown box on the stairs. With little to no induction as to what was inside.

Before you family could question you further you grabbed your items and ran back up to your room. Eager to open and find your prize inside.