My mother was grinding her hips over my father’s cock and desperately trying to take it within the depths of her hole. This sight had made my harden...ng cock still harder and it was jetting from within my thighs like a big pole and it had swollen to such proportion as it had never done before. Just then I felt a soft hand on the shaft of my cock. My hand involuntarily went down and I caught hold of the hand on my cock. As I looked down I saw that I was holding my sister’s hand. We both slowly. Opening my mouth to defend myself, all I could manage was a small squeak of shock as Elixir grabbed my arm and forced me behind him. Placing his muscled form between scrawny little me and the strapping jock, his jaw set harshly, tensing as he glared through narrow eyes at the threat. He... defended... me... My mind was a blur... Why was he sticking up for me? He barely knew me? What the fuck is going on?!“Oh, ain’t that sweet. You defending his little ass? You got some balls kid.”, spat Trent,. We both enjoyed this episode and it’s retelling so much that we immediately agreed that we would love similar events to occur, preferably involving Richard. My wife certainly by now had the hots for him, and enjoyed describing the feel of his cock to me. Some weeks went by until we were again down the local at the same time as Richard; the evening ending with all three of us being invited to another couple’s house for a late drink. This took place with Richard most of the time smiling at my. I’m so excited!I bounce on the bed to try to wake you, big smile on my face. I tickle your stomach and whisper softly, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, wake up please.” You pretend to still be sleeping until you suddenly grab me and tickle my tummy in return. I laugh so hard, I feel myself pee more in my already wet diaper.“What’s this, some little girl bothering her Daddy as he sleeps?” you say in a pretend deep growling voice. I know you are not mad, so I just giggle more.You check my diaper,.