Daddy Needs His Blowjob Ch. 08

I decided at that moment that the kitchen was my new favorite room in the house.

Over the next week life settled into a calm of perfect domesticity with me and my two beautiful, increasingly affectionate women. Hugs and small kisses became the order of the day. Marie became used to me caressing her breast lightly in front of Krissy as she served me breakfast, while Krissy's hugs before leaving for school became more frequent and more intimate. Often, when mother and daughter stood together at the kitchen counter while Marie taught Krissy some cooking technique, I came up and inserted myself between them, caressing both their asses as I checked out what was for supper.

My lust for Krissy was consuming me. It was a good thing that Marie fucked me senseless every morning, then sucked me until she fell asleep with my cock in her mouth every night. Otherwise there might have been a problem.