Until I had time to go shopping I would have to wear the same two outfits over and over. I put my laciest bra in my purse and stepped out of my room. ...I walked carefully to the stairs and listened. When I was certain that my parents were both in the kitchen I hurried down and out the front door. I closed the door and stood on the steps. I took a deep breath, thankful for avoiding confrontation again. But before I could take a step the door opened.I turned around to find my mother staring at my. After several moments of this he thrusted into my mouth as hard and deep as he could and held me there as he shot a thick heavy load directly down my throat. After I felt him spasm 6 or 7 times he released my head and I slowly sucked his dick until I milked the last drop out of him. After he was done cumming in my mouth He had me sit back as he returned the favor.I was leaning back just feeling his lips massage the shaft of my cock and the heat and from his hot moist mouth. I was so heated up. 'Fuck me Sophie sweetheart', I moaned out loudly, 'Fuck me baby', and I held her body tightly as my hips bucked hard against her inserted thigh, I rolled them to crush my clitoris as I heaved up and down he thigh length, 'Me too baby', she gasped as I brought my own thigh in hard against her cunt.We were dirty mouthing and humping, when I noticed old holy-Joe, her fucked-up excuse of a father, standing in the doorway, jacking-off watching us, 'That's it Sophie', I moaned, letting him have his. I like the feeling of it in my mouth. I love it. So I tried to start of slow, making him groan and call me names the more I went up and down. All I could get was about halfway, and I worked it the best I could. Out of nowhere he said, "This is too slow. I'm taking control." And with that he grabbed the back of my head and started forcing his cock into me, going balls deep. It scared me since he did it so fast, and I had no time to prepare or react. I could feel my gag reflex going nuts, every.