It was hard not to moan, but your quivering legs, everytime he sucked on your clit, told him all he needed to know and his cock ached to join in the fun.
Koemi was none the wiser to her parents devious deeds and kept watching the TV happily.
You pushed back from the bench and looked down between your legs to watch Dabi and would occasionally see his tongue as he swiped it back and forth over your clit.
“This feels so good, daddy,” you whispered down to him as you leaned over the bench more.
“I’m about to make it feel even better,” he growled lowly against your core.
Tou heard him stand up behind you and pull his pants down a little way, feeling that sweet sweet stretch of your pussy lips as he sheathed himself inside you.
Being unable to moan was torture, and you had to duck your head down and press it to the inside of your arm to stop from making any noise as he bucked against you.
“Mummy?” Koemi’s voice asked and your head snapped up and guilty eyes met hers.
Dabi stopped moving, his cock twitching inside you.
“Yeah?” you asked her.
“Can I have a drink?”
“Umm… yeah, sure, uh… just, umm…”
Dabi slowly pulled out of you and packed himself away and you reached below bench level to pull your pants up before getting her sippy cup and walking around the bench to hand it to her.
She took it and returned her attention to the TV so you went back to Dabi behind the bench and turned your back to him so that he could resume what he had started. But no sooner had he pushed into you, your girl called out again.
“I’m finished, mummy,” she said, turning to you and holding her bottle out so that you could take it from her.
“In a minute,” you said, your body rocking a little as Dabi thrust into you.
“Here, mummy.” She locked eyes with you, shaking her little cup a little to indicate that she wanted you to take it now.
“I said, in a minute,” you said again, while Dabi started to thrust a little harder.
“Why are you doing that daddy?” she asked, seeing Dabi rocking into you from behind but not understanding what was going on.
“I’m giving mummy a massage,” Dabi replied.
“I want to help,”she said brightly, jumping off the lounge to both of your horror.
“No! Hang on! Wait!” Dabi called, quickly pulling out of you and turning away as he slipped himself back into his pants and you yanked your pants up, half laughing at the whole situation.
Koemi rounded the bench and smiled up at the two of you.
“Where do you need a massage, mummy?” she asked.
“Fucking cock blocked by an almost 3 year old,” Dabi grunted.
“Daddy! Watch your language,” you chided.
“What did daddy say?” Ko asked innocently as you picked her up.
“Daddy needs to learn to speak nicer,” you said with a smirk at him as you walked off with her, “I think it’s getting close to nap time. Should we have a little sleep?” You asked her.
“Can you give me cuggles (cuddles)?” she asked as you carried her into her room.
Dabi and his throbbing cock sadly watched you go but he knew he just had to be patient and you would be back soon without Koemi and then you two could fuck like animals without being interrupted by anyone.
About 20 minutes later, you appeared, sneaking from her room and grinning devilishly at him.
His pants were off in an instant and same with your clothes, as you raced to get into bed as quickly as possible.
You had been thinking about him the whole time you had laid there in Koemi’s bed, and the second your bodies hit the bed he had you pinned down and his cock into your pussy.
You grabbed for the pillow and shoved it over your face and moaned loudly into it, allowing your vocal expressions of delight to pour forth, muffled into the soft fabric.
Dabi was in heaven, his cock was being serviced and you were soaking wet so he was super happy as he ploughing you like a field. In no time flat, you both had cum.
“Oh fuck, that was good,” you panted as he pulled out of you and flopped down beside you.
“I’m shot. I could go for a nap,” he panted, laying naked beside you.
“Same,” you said sleepily, your eyelids growing heavy.
Before you realized it you were both fast asleep with zero clothes on.
It was around 3pm that afternoon that a little hand touching your nipple piercing woke you up and you popped an eye open to see Koemi standing there with a finger on the shiny bar.
“Umm, you right?” you asked her in a raspy voice.
“What’s this mummy?”
“A piercing,” you said groggily.
“And what’s this?” She pointed to your tattoo of Dabi’s name.
“That’s how she knows she’s mine,” Dabi offered as he rolled over discreetly and covered his lower half with the sheets.
“When you got marriaged (married) you also got this?” Koemi asked in awe.
“How has she not seen this before?” you wondered.
Then you realized that if she did ever see you with no top on you were standing up so it may have been covered by your boob.
“No I had this before,” you said to her.
“Will I get one when a boy loves me?” she asked innocently.
“— you’re gonna stay with mummy and daddy forever and no boy is going to come and take you away because daddy doesn’t like other boys,” Dabi said sternly.
“Daddy,” you chuckled, “you can’t say that.”
“I can. I’m the daddy and I say my girl will remain pure and untouched forever.”
“Don’t listen to daddy,” you said to her, lifting her up into the bed, “you need to marry a nice boy that’s not like daddy ok?”
“Hey. Daddy is amazing, ok?” Dabi said defensively.
“Daddy was after mummy’s V card in high school and took it in the equipment shed at school,” you said to her, but meaning for it to be aimed at Dabi to rile him up.
“Give it back to mummy, daddy,” Koemi suddenly said with a very cross look on her face, “it’s not nice to take things from someone.”
“I can’t give it back,” Dabi replied in defense, “I don’t want to give it back anyway.”
“That’s not nice, daddy,” Koemi said again in a disappointed voice.
“Yeah, daddy, that’s not nice.” You sided with her.