So off to 7-11. I take my time, not really sure if anything is going to happen but what the hell I’ll give it a chance. When I returned it was prett... quiet. I went down the hallway and could tell that they were in there. The door was closed and as I reached for the knob I thought it’s only been about 10 -15 minutes. If they are doing something they may stop if I barge in too soon. I’ll have a beer then go in the room.After sitting for a while and thinking about heading for the bedroom, here. I shook my head trying to get the incestuous thoughts to go away. I hopped out of the shower and dried off changing into my favorite oversized sleep shirt and a pair of pink cotton briefs. Only dirty girls wore thongs or sexy underwear and I must keep being a good girl for Daddy.As I walked into the living room I could smell the delicious aroma of pizza. Daddy was sitting on the couch in nothing but his tight blue jeans, and I think I actually began to drool and not over the pizza."Hey baby,. And I want to see her happy too. What’s wrong with it? But it’s your call. I can be wrong about it.Chaitna doesn’t say anything for a while. She starts thinking about what I said. After a few minutes of silence, she finally spoke.Chaitna: Chetan, I like that you care about my mom, but still, morally, it’s not correct. I don’t know what to say. Please let’s not discuss it anymore.Chetan: Okay, baby, as you say so.After that, we jumped to a completely different topic, and I never mentioned her. She finally shoved her long fingers up my abused cunt and fingered me as I swayed my hips in rhythm with the motion of her naughty hand. She made me cum twice on her fingers, screaming loud; the bitch was much better lover than his male friends.When my second orgasm subsided, she pulled my ankles up to her shoulders. I then felt something cold and hard resting on my labia.The woman giggled and she pushed her hips forward, invading my wet cunt with a thick rubber dildo she had strapped to her.