Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together
(Everybody Wants You, continued by Emma...)
“Please dad stop!” you whisper as you try to pull his hand out of your panties. “Think about mom, she’s standing right here.”
Suddenly your father seems to come to his senses. “I’m sorry sweetie,” he whispers, “I don’t know what came over me!”
Then he lets go of you and stands up resolutely. You can still see the bulge in his pants.
“I’ll need to take care of something in the garage, before breakfast. I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t be long honey,” your mother calls after him as he leaves the kitchen. “Breakfast will be ready any minute now!”