“Sure, mom. And thanks for letting me see your knockers, they’re great!” She laughed and tousled his hair.
“Get cleaned up and put your pants back on, there cowboy. We don’t want your sisters to get wind of this.”
“Right about that!”
Mollie waited until some tissue had done the mopping and his zipper was on its way up before she exited. The girls were nowhere to be seen, thank goodness. She knew that her husband was going to get a workout in the sack tonight. ‘Better make sure he got his protein tonight!’ she thought as she went back to the kitchen.
After supper, while the family was gathered in the living room, however something unusual happened. But Mollie didn’t know about it until she and Bill were in their bedroom and snuggling before they began their foreplay. Bill gave her a big kiss and then looked at her with an odd expression on his face.
“Did you see what Mary did tonight?” he asked.
“No, what did our little kitten do now?” she queried.
“That kitten is a little minx!”
“How so?”
“When she came to give me a goodnight kiss, she wasn’t wearing panties under her nightie.”
“So?”
“It was a bit of a short gown, and she was on my lap for a good ten minutes wiggling her little cute bottom on me.”
“I used to do that to my dad too, I loved sitting on his lap.”
“”While he was only in his boxers, and did you give him a hard-on!?”
“I don’t remember if my pop ever got . . . wait a minute, you had a boner with Mary on your lap?”
“Yeah, it wasn’t intentional; Mollie, but I couldn’t help it. That soft set of bunny buns was right on my dick and she was squiggling and giggling and wouldn’t get off. I swear that she seemed to know what she was doing and was enjoying making her daddy get erect. No panties for Christsake! And my boner was half out the fly by the time she went to her room.”
“So Mary had her papa’s prick on her bare bottom, is that what you’re saying?” Mollie was not upset, because she knew that Bill would never do anything to hurt their daughters. Mary was the more precocious of the pair, and if she had Bill squirming it was because she knew that she had her daddy wrapped around her little finger, as she was Miss Precious Princess in this house. Besides, that was pretty tame to what his wife and son had been doing that afternoon. So Mollie could hardly be judgmental. “And what did that do for you, Bill?” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows because she could tell it had had an arousing effect; she felt the firmness of his meat down there poking at her crotch.
“I told you, it made me hard!” he said with a playful growl and rolled over onto his spouse. “Your youngest daughter takes after her mama and knows how to make a man stiff.”
“Well, she might be a tease, but I’m not!” and she opened her legs and wrapped them around him. His prick prodded her hole and she was glad that her girl had gotten him hot. She was more than primed from remembering her own encounter with one of their offspring. Their love making had a raw edge to it that night. The incestuous lust was a spice that incited them both to extra efforts and added orgasms. Mollie wondered as she fell asleep, (Bill already had dozed off,) what it was about their kid’s sexuality that was such a turn on to them both? But she was glad for the result, nonetheless, and pondered with her last conscious thought, what was next?
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