I was at my limit, and I stopped momentarily, turned to him and said “get that cock of yours inside me now!” He stood up, looking at me with big s...irk on his face and said “ok, ok.” But as had become his modus operandi by that point, he was determined to stretch out this sex tease for as long as he could. He reached over to a small nearby table, conveniently stocked with anal lube, picked it up and squirted a generous amount on both of his hands and began applying it liberally to my firm tight. My parents were always loving on each other in front of us and didn’t seem to care. I had seen my father fondle my mother many times as she only wore certain dresses around the house. Outside the home, she wore low cut blouses and slim jeans and slacks. Sometimes she wore skirts or dresses outside the home, like the times we would go to movies especially the drive-in theater. You could smell mom’s arousal from dad fondling her during the movie.I had often heard them panting and moaning early in. ‘Nope,’ I smiled with pride. ‘Um, okay, um, is it—edible?’ ‘I guess we’ll find out’ I chuckled nervously. I pulled a scrunchy off my wrist and pulled my hair back into a ponytail. Then I washed my hands in the sink and grabbed two plates from a cabinet. I caught Taylor getting off the stool to fix her own plate but stopped her, ‘nu uh, be my guest.’ Taylor hopped back unto the barstool and started singing her favorite song from Beauty and the Beast. I fixed her plate as she pointed to what. There was not a lot of booze, and the “donation” to get a drink was exorbitant; considering the prohibition on alcohol imposed by General Order 1A, it was a pleasant treat, at any price.Just about everything that was fun was prohibited by General Order 1A, including conjugal relations between consenting adults. Although Loni did not appear to be very adult, more like a jailbait school girl. I briefly wondered what her parents thought about their little girl being in a war zone; then I wondered.