I went back to bed after I was finished talking with Riley. I could tell we had a good understanding of the situation. When I got back in bed, Jack the blanket over him. I figured he was exhausted from his orgasm and had probably drifted off to sleep. I was horny as all hell and started stroking my clit. My legs were bend with my knees wide. I knew I was going to enjoy a mind blowing cum, picturing my daughter's perfect little pussy filled with my husband's cock. Her cunt stretching wide to accommodate his thick girth. I had my eyes closed and was moaning softly. I started whispering to myself as my orgasm approached.

"Fuck that little pussy, Jack. Give that little girl what she wants!! Feed your sperm to her hungry little wet pussy," I said softly.

Jack wasn't sleeping. He suddenly rolled over and got between my legs.

"Goddamit, woman. You've about to get fuckin' FUCKED!!"

He jammed his cock inside me deep to the hilt. I was cumming on his first thrust, squeezing and milking his huge dick.

"Oh fuck yes...I thought you were asleep. I can't believe you're so fucking hard already!!"

"I heard you in there, talking to Riley. I heard her too. How could I NOT have a big fuckin' boner?"

"Yeah, baby. Fuck me with your big hard boner. Think about fucking your little girl while you plow into my wet pussy. Fill me up with your cum. Pretend you're filling HER thirteen year old little girl pussy!! Her bald perfect tight little pussy!! AHHHH FUCK I'M CUMMING AGAIN!!"

"YES FUCK YES FUCK!!" Jack shouted. "This fucking sperm is for you, Riley!! Take that fucking jizz in that tight little pussy little girl!!"

"Cum in your little girl, Jack!! Cum inside her, Jack!! Feel her pussy wrapped around your cock."

I felt the first blast of jizz splash against my cervix. It was hot and wet. He didn't hold still. He continued to thrust into me while his cock jerked uncontrollable inside me. I came again while his sperm shot inside of me. I looked over at the doorway again. This time I noticed I had left the door completely wide open. We looked at each other and chuckled. We both drifted off to sleep soon thereafter, opting to sleep in each other's juices rather than clean ourselves.

The next morning, things were a little, how do I say...awkward. I woke up before Jack and Riley and started making some pancakes, eggs and sausage. Jack smelled it first and came out, wearing his sleep pants which of course he hadn't slept in last night. He sat at the table silently. I served him his breakfast with a glass of orange juice.

Riley emerged from her bedroom and sort of slinked into the room, avoiding eye contact with the either of us. She sat at the table, looking down. "So, how did you sleep, Riley?" I asked.

"Good, Mom. I slept great," she said without moving her head.

I served her breakfast with some milk. She began picking at it, tearing into the pancakes, still working to avoid eye contact. Riley was wearing a simple white tank top which showed plenty of her tanned, dark cleavage. For a girl who was being so bashful about what happened, she wasn't doing much to keep Jack from being interested. I sat at the table and began my meal.

"So are we just not going to talk about last night at all then?" They both choked a bit on their recent bite of sausage.

"Okay look," Jack piped up. "Riley. I would never do anything to hurt you. You need to understand that."

"I know that, Jack," Riley replied.

"You need to understand that you're a gorgeous young girl and yes, you have an amazing body and guys are going to be lusting for you. Guys are going to want to do things with you. And guess what. I'm a guy. These thoughts run through my head. Sometimes I can't control them and the fantasies grow a life of their own."

"Mom says there's nothing wrong with fantasy," Riley said quietly and took a sip of milk.

"I did say that," I said. "I also remember how hard your pussy squirted when I asked what you'd do with him if I wasn't around."

Riley coughed, spitting out her milk. It dribbled down her chin. She tried to catch it but a decent amount found its way onto her dark, contrasting breasts. Jack's eyes grew large as he watched the milk drip between her cleavage before she could stop it. He groaned softly. It looked like a fresh load of sperm had shot into her neck and tits. Riley stood up to get a paper towel to dry herself. I giggled at them. I reached my foot under the table and lifted it to his chair. I moved it to his crotch. He had a stiffening tent forming in his sleep pants.

"Honey, can you get up and get me the syrup please?" I teased. He shook his head. I smiled widely.

"It's okay, guys. You are a sexy young girl and you're a young handsome man whose dick gets hard for sexy young girls. It's our newly discovered family dynamic. I'm fine with it and I think you both are going to be just fine too. We're still the same people. We just know each other a little better and if anything, this is going to bring us closer," I said, nearly in a preaching tone. Riley came back to the table and smiled.

"Of course you're right, Mom."

"Yes, dear. You're always right. Listen though, both of you. None of this stuff between us leaves this house, right? I mean nobody finds out about this. No friends. No family. They wouldn't understand and they would treat us weird and whatever else."

"Yeah...of course. And then you have their imaginations running wild thinking shit is going on that isn't and then someone calls the cops or Dateline NBC or whatever the hell and then we're all fucked. Figuratively even though nothing literal happened," I laughed. "Then again. How would I know if anything happened if it was one of those times when I wasn't around?"

Riley smiled to herself, looking down as I reached my foot over and rubbed Jack's dick again.