She hooked her thumbs in my belt and drummed her fingers lightly, setting up a sudden throbbing in my head.My mom's voice came floating up the stairs.... Molly had me so distracted, I hadn't even heard her come home."Sean! Dinnertime!" Sean! Dinnertime!" Molly echoed softly in my ear, her fingers keeping up their insistent drumming."Okay, Mom, be right down!" I shouted out. I turned around, still encased in her arms. "I've got to get downstairs, Molly. What are you going to do?" Oh," she said. “You alright?”, I asked her, concerned at her silence.“Yeah baby, I’m fine. After the head it started to feel pretty good, kind of like when you fucked me in the ass last night”, she informed me with a grin.“Good, glad you’re okay. The worst is over now”, I said, sighing in relief.She nodded and began to gyrate on me like she did a few minutes, except now this shit was for real.“Fuck me baby, fuck me like you want it”, I whispered to her, wanting her so bad at that moment I couldn’t stand. “I’m not going to beg you, Paul—”I wished that damn voice would just SHUT THE FUCK UP!“—but we may never get another chance. Do you really want to pass that up?” She stepped towards me. “I don’t.” She approached slowly. Sensually. “Haven’t you ever wondered what it would have been like? I know I have.” She was close up to me now. Her breathing was slow. Laboured. I could smell her. Her perfume. Her arousal. “All those times that Kelly and then Clarissa bragged about how good you were. And I had. Personally if you weren't my daughter,I'd love to fuck you" I blushed heavily but looked at him "What's stopping you? I asked softly as I watched my dads face go from shock to lust in a matter of second "You're my daughter and it would be incest.It's wrong" I smirked "So,I'm not going to tell and I know for a fact you wouldn't" His face was emotionless for a while,no words were said ,which with him means he was thinking hard and was weighing his options.I watched as he put his hands on my waist.