Still starving

‘Seriousely, where did John pick up this bitch?’ Gwenn whispered.

‘It doesn’t matter. Come Gwenn, position 4b. I can’t hold it much longer.’ Dad swuirms his hands between Gwens legs and pushes forward.

It didn’t take long before wet pumping sounds filled the bedroom. They weren’t even using protection!

‘I’m cumming, baby.’ Dad grunts, as he grabs Gwenn by her waist.

‘Wait, I- ah, ah, ah.’

Your father breaks her moans with a beastlike grunt. Even from where you were lying, you could feel the world tremble with the thunderquick orgasm he reached.

This was it? Had he already cum just now?’

After your father pulled out, there was a short silence before he spoke again. To you, this time.

‘Come, Lauren, be a good girl and help clean this up.’ Your father let his hand rest on your shoulder and pulled you towards his dick. Limp, but glistening with jizz.

‘Wait, daddy please! I haven’t cum yet.’

Gwen ghasps with surprise as you lose control of your hunger and start pumping his dick.

You were starving.

There had to be some left inside of him.