I should have told him to stop, but I couldn't bring myself to tell him that.A few minutes of him licking me and my Dad pulled his face away. I was st...ring directly at his hard dick. It had to be a good eight inches in length. Daddy pulled me to him and he took hold of his cock in his hand. He started rubbing that fat cock head across my lips. I thought I might just pass out. Daddy then pushed a few inches into me.I threw my head back and let out a squeal. I was so tight and my Dad's cock felt. “Dinner’s ready,” Mom called. I froze.“Bout time,” Dad muttered. He closed the recliner and stood up.I swallowed and followed after. Mom had made stir fry chicken and noodles with cabbage and other vegetables. It was a simple meal for a Saturday. She sat it out in a bowl. Dad dished up a large helping, Mom a small one. I went in the middle.It was good.I sat across from her, those big breasts of hers swelling out her blouse. I just wanted to undo those buttons. She had the top few open. Was that. There were not lights on and I could barely see. Wow, she is playing this up nicely, I thought. I walked into the kitchen and just saw a silhouette sitting on the countertop. I walked over to her and she opened her legs wide for me to get closer. I dare not say anything since she obviously had some kind of a plan. I leaned into her and made a small sound “hmmmmmm”, she kisses me hard on the lips. Her tongue darted into my mouth and I returned the gesture. We were kissing like crazy. She. My hips bucked, and I screamed as I convulsed during one of the biggest climaxes I’d ever had, but it still didn't satisfy the fire in my pussy; it needed more than fingers to satisfy me. I stopped sucking the dildo and looked at it: the length and girth, the bulging veins, all coated in my saliva. I ran my tongue over my lips…What the hell, I'm already in trouble.I thought no more. Without delay, I rammed the cock inside and began fucking, up and down, in and out, harder and deeper. I.