"How do you feel?" Daddy asked me, his hand in the small of my back as we walked down the street slowly.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "I got someone else's sperm in me."

"What did you do that for?" he sighed. "Why didn't you just let me in?"

"Why didn't you knock?" I frowned at him. "I was just teasing you."

"Shit." Dad frowned too and he looked down at his feet. "Maybe you're not pregnant. Maybe…"

"Maybe I got a disease." I blinked hard.

Daddy stiffened a little at that thought and I wasn't joking about it. That stuff terrified me.

"We can go to the clinic on Monday and get you checked," he suggested quietly.

"Yeah," I sighed. "That'll be embarrassing."

"Yeah, well." He shrugged. "You can tell them..."

"I'm a slut? I fucked some guys at a party?" I took a deep breath and didn't want to sound like a bitch, but I'd been having so much fun. Too much fun.

"No," he said, but I couldn't tell what Daddy was thinking. Some other guy had just fucked me bareback.

"I'll get an abortion," I decided. "I mean if I am, you know, pregnant. I'll take care of it."

"An abortion? Amy, that's…"

"What?" I looked at my dad. "You wanna raise someone else's kid? Are you gonna love it?"

"It's a part of you," he told me. "So yeah, I'd love it."

"What if you don't though?" I felt like crying. It was easy to say that stuff now, but what about a year from now when he was looking at someone else's baby nursing at my breasts?

He didn't say anything to that and we just walked, not even going in the right direction really, the car was someplace else. I hated myself mostly, just because I'd been so stupid. Like I couldn't tell one dick from another? God! What a fucking idiot I'd been. I'd thought for sure that Daddy had been on the other side of the wall. How could it not be him? No wonder the guy had called me a bitch. Why would a guy respect a girl who'd suck off a complete stranger? And then fuck him? Fuck! I was just as bad as my…

"Hey, baby. Looking for a date?" some whore asked in a fake sexy voice.

It wasn't the first come on Daddy had gotten either, even though he was walking with me, more like the tenth or something and we were ignoring them.

"Shit! Jack?" the whore gasped and her voice wasn't sexy anymore.

"What?" We stopped, Daddy turning quickly because we both knew that voice.

"Jack! It's me!" Mom said and she looked much like she had the last time I'd seen her, except her clothes were more purple than red.

"Gina?" He blinked and I put my arm through his, hugging my father tight against med, and this was what I'd been looking for.

"Jack!" She just about jumped on him, wrapping herself around my dad while he stood there, not moving a muscle until he tried to push the woman away.

"Hi Mom!" I smiled brightly, just to rub it in for him.

"Amy? Hi…Oh, I missed you! I missed you, Jack, so much!" Mom hardly looked at me and she was still trying to hug my dad right there on the street corner.

"Gina…Stop…Stop it!" He pushed her away and took a step backwards, pulling me with him as we looked at my mom.

"Take me home," she said. "Take me away from here, okay? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"What are you doing?" Dad looked his wife up and down, taking in her fuck-me pumps and skin tight bodysuit, her tits were literally hanging out, exposing her fat, pierced nipples, and her face looked thick with makeup beneath her red wig.

"I got a little…mixed up," she said, nodding in agreement with herself and licking her lips. "I got confused and, um...I made mistakes. But I'm better now!"

"Better?" I giggled.

"You're a prostitute?" Daddy shook his head. "Why?"

"I don't know." Mom laughed and it was a crazy sound. "It just happened. I don't know. I want to go home, Jack. I want to see my babies. Please?"

"Why didn't you just go home?" I asked her. "You forget where we live or something?"

"Amy…" My dad squeezed me.

"What? No…But see, Jimmy...He'd find me, he'd…He'd hurt me again, see?" Mom looked around nervously. "I can't stand her too long. He'll see me."

"Jimmy? Who's Jimmy?" Daddy asked, looking at my mom with confused eyes.

"Probably her pimp," I said with a snort. "I bet he's black or something."

"Yeah." Mom nodded, looking at me. "He's my pimp. Look, um…I can't stay here. Do you wanna go someplace? We can go someplace, right?"

"Go someplace?" Daddy shook his head.

"Yeah, you and me, Jack." She moved closer again and she reached for Dad's cock, pressing her hand against the front of his pants. "Like before. I'll make it good for you."

"What?" He stared at her in shock and I giggled.

"How much?" I asked her.

"Fifty," Mom replied quickly, her eyes lighting up. "That's all. Fifty and I'll do anything." She looked at me, "I can make you feel good too, Amy. I promise."

"Oh shit!" I stared at her.

"Jesus Christ, Gina! Are you insane?" Dad lost it. "What happened to you?"

"What?" She blinked at him. "I love you. Come on, we'll go."

"Will you eat me out?" I asked and Daddy jerked me hard, staring down at me.

"Yeah, Amy. I'll lick you nice, baby," she agreed and she had such a whiny voice it made me cringe. "But I need that fifty, okay? I really need it bad."

"For what?" Daddy asked. "What's wrong with you."

"I haven't fixed since this morning," she answered, kind of twitching as she spoke. "I'm dying, Jack. Please? Give me some money and then we'll go. I have a place."

"I don't think so, Gina." He shook his head sadly.

"W-What? Jack!" Mom stared at him. "You're my husband!"

"Not anymore," I told her. "Daddy belongs to me now."

"I won't give you money for drugs, Gina," he said. "I'll, uh, take you someplace, okay? Get you cleaned up and…I don't know. We'll get you some help, okay?"

"No, no…" Mom shook her head. "I'm okay. I just need a little medicine."

"You fucked Gary, didn't you, Mom?" I asked her, opening my purse. "Right? You fucked him before you left?"

"He…Yeah…No…" She looked pretty confused. "Gary was just..."

"Tell the truth, Mom." I opened my wallet and pulled out a twenty dollar bill.

"Amy! Stop it!" Daddy reached for the money.

"No, I wanna know!" I said, jerking it out of his reach. "Let her tell us the truth, huh? Isn't that what you want?"

"Not like this!" He was dying inside, the part of him that still loved his wife and remembered how beautiful she'd once been. I just wanted to give his fond memories the funeral they deserved.

"Come on, Mom. I'll give you money," I told her. "Just tell us whether or not you fucked around on Daddy before you became a whore."

"Huh? Yeah, I did Gary, but I had to," she said, staring at that twenty. "He wouldn't give me any more pills."

"Gary…He's your drug dealer?" My dad blinked at her and Mom nodded.

"You went to his house and fucked him, huh?" I prompted, waving that money like a little flag. 

"Yeah, so what? I needed it," she said. "You don't know..."

"With Jilly? Or while she was at preschool?" I asked and Dad was just watching now because he wanted to know too.

"She…My angel." Mom smiled.

"Yeah, did you bring her to Gary's house?" I asked again.

"You don't know what it's like." Shelicked her lips. "None of you know anything. I was doing everything for you! All the time! I was taking care of you and you just shit on me all the time!"

"Mom…You took Jilly to a drug dealer's house, huh?" I nodded, coaxing her to answer the question.

"Just once," she said, snatching the money from my hand.

"You bitch." Dad closed his eyes, breathing deep.

"I need more," Mom told us. "This isn't enough. Come on, we'll go fuck! Whatever you want. Just give me more, okay?"

"Yeah, okay," I said and Dad stared at me. "What? You always wanted to fuck her in the ass, right?"

"Yeah." Dad laughed and he was like half crazy now too, I thought. Whatever he might have been hoping for had been crushed completely.

"Well, let's go then. I want her to eat me out." I smiled at him. We were all fucking crazy.

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This had to be the end finally. Dad saw what Mom had become. She was a total junkie and we had to wait while she talked to some guy sitting in a car and then she led us to a cheap hotel. Dad had to pay ten bucks for a room and we had an hour before checkout time or it was gonna be another ten.

It didn't even have a bathroom, just a bed and four walls and a naked yellow light bulb hanging from the stained ceiling. It was pretty disgusting, but Mom made herself right at home. She'd been in that room plenty of times, I guessed. Like hundreds, in and out all night every night.

"Lock the door," she breathed and I saw her shaking from anxious excitement and the desperate need to take her drugs.

Daddy and me just stood there, watching as Mom prepared her shot. She had her own needles and everything.

"They're free," she told us with a sick giggle, putting some heroin in a bent spoon, adding some water it looked like, or I don't know. I didn't want to know. She made some drug soup in a spoon over a can of shoe polish it looked like. A little round tin that burned with thin blue flames.

"Free needles," I nodded. "Cool." 

Daddy wasn't happy and he didn't want me saying anything.

"The dependency clinic, yeah," Mom muttered, but mostly to herself. "I tried methadone for awhile, after I got busted, but Jimmy beat my ass for that."

"Busted?" he asked.

"I got picked up, yeah."She shrugged with another giggle and she was staring at her spoon. "Soliciting."

"How come they didn't tell me?" Daddy wondered.

"I don't use my real name, Jack." She smiled at him and she was all full of good humor now that she was cooking her drugs. "That would be bad."

"So what's your name now?" I asked.

"Jimmy calls me Tushy." She licked her lips.

"Tushy?" I laughed.

"Because I got a nice tush, he says," Mom exoplained. "I'm his Tushy, uh-huh…Tushy…"

Mom tied up her arm and it was insane watching her shooting up heroin. Fucking wicked! She popped that needle in her arm like it wasn't anything and she like worked the plunger back and forth after injecting the drug. We could see the syringe filling with blood and then emptying again, over and over like four or five times until she was done. She was fucking herself with that shit.

"Ohhh…I'm okay." She smiled and Mom was moving slowly, putting her stuff away, back into her big ugly purse.

"You're calling a lawyer on Monday," I said softly to my dad. "Right?"

Mom sat back on the bed, smiling happily at us and right then she probably didn't even know who we were. She kept nodding her head and rubbing her arms, just rubbing her skin like she couldn't stop, and it was so weird seeing her like that. My mom, who'd been like supermom before, was Tushy now and floating away on heroin in the crappiest place imaginable, like she'd never had or wanted anything else.

"Yeah," he agreed, glancing down at me and I knew Gina was finally dead.

I gave her a couple minutes, but I was going to fuck her. I didn't care what Dad thought, or what he might say, this woman was fucked up. I'd never wanted to have sex with another girl in my life, but this wasn't even gonna be sex. I just wanted to humiliate her as much as I could and maybe that's just me being mean, but I didn't care. This woman had taken my mom away from me and I wanted revenge. She wasn't worth kindness. She wasn't even worth caring about. She'd brought my little sister, my child now, to a drug dealer's house. Probably fucked the guy and did her drugs right in front of Jilly too.

Yeah, Tushy owed me something and not just for the money we'd given her.

I got on the bed and Daddy looked at me, but he didn't say anything or try to stop me. I leaned against the wall, lifting my knees and then my ass, pulling my skirt up around my waist and then my panties down and off, exposing my clean shaven fifteen-year-old sex. I was full of sperm too, fresh and still hot and I didn't even know who's cum it was. Some stranger's, someone I'd never even seen. I could stand next to the guy at the grocery store and never know it was him. Yeah, I was my mother's daughter...Almost.

"Come on, Tushy. You gotta earn that money now," I said. "Lick my pussy, whore…Hurry up…"

"Oh, yeah." She smiled. "Okay, sweetie."

She was off in la-la land, but at least the whore had enough sense to know she owed us a good fuck now. She didn't even undress, but crawled between my wide spread legs and dove right into my spermy cunt like she'd been a lesbian her whole life. That was so nasty! A drug addicted lesbian whore, that's all Tushy was, and I just smiled, watching a woman old enough to be my mom work her long pink tongue over my raw pink sex. She turned out to be a pretty good cunt lapper too, even better than Daddy. He was better than just okay at it too, except he loved eating my ass more, but Tushy had a genuine love for pussy.

"Ummm…Eat me, you whore…Fuck yeah!" I sighed and giggled. I was a little disgusted by it, to tell the truth, since she was another woman, but that wasn't my point at all.

Daddy got the point just fine. Mom was gone forever. There wasn't any Gina anymore, just a whore named Tushy who would do anything for a fix, even suck sperm from her daughter's cunt while her husband watched. That was completely fucking sick and it made Daddy's cock hard. He didn't have any lust for Tushy, I didn't think, but he didn't mind watching the bitch go down on me either. He was going to fuck her in the ass and make it hurt, I was sure. He wasn't going to be slow and gentle the way he always was with me, he probably wanted to rape her, you know? Like Daddy wanted some pay back of his own.

I grabbed Tushy's head, holding her tightly while she licked and sucked my pussy, swallowing the juices she found inside like they were life itself. My girl cum and some stranger's sperm, all mixed up and being drawn out by the whore's tongue. It made me even wetter and I'd started feeling warm again, happy even as the funny tingling sensations filled my tummy with butterflies. I wasn't queer and the idea of me ever going down on another girl sickened me, but getting head from a whore didn't make me a lesbian, did it? No, it just made me a million times better than her.

Daddy got behind Tushy, grabbing her spandex pants and pulling them down far enough to expose her pale ass, and she did have a nice one. The bitch hadn't been lying about that and she'd been given the right name anyway. Daddy yanked her thong down too, almost ripping it off the whore's ass and Tushy moaned into my cunt while I held her tight.

"You got a rubber, Daddy?" I asked. "She probably isn't very clean."

"Yeah, no doubt." Dad frowned and he grabbed Tushy's purse, digging through it and she had all kinds of condoms. She probably never asked anyone to use them either, the stupid cunt.

I grinned and lifted with my hips, grinding my face against Tushy's hungry mouth while she ate me out like crazy! I'd bet she'd been a lesbian for a long time too, probably since she was my age, she'd just never admitted it. Or maybe she had, I didn't know. I wondered if Tushy ever sucked Stacy's pussy and I bet she did. She probably sucked man cum out of her best friend all the time, just like she was doing with me. I could see her tongue all pasty and her face smeared with jizz and girl goo, but Tushy didn't seem to mind the mess as she stiffened her tongue and began fucking me with it.

"There we go…" My dad smiled at me, rolling a condom down his fat cock slowly. "How's she doing up there?"

"Oh fuck, Daddy!" I giggled breathlessly. "Tushy's done this before!"

"Looks like it," he nodded. "Looks like she's been buttfucked before too."

"But not by you, huh?" I laughed and Daddy shrugged.

"Nope…I just wasn't…Ugh! Good enough! Ughh…Fucking bitch!"

Dad didn't give the whore any warning at all, he just lined his swollen cock up with her vulnerable asshole and stabbed himself inside her deep and hard, lunging forward as if he wanted to drive his prick all the way through her and into my pussy. He was tearing Tushy up inside, he had to be, because she jerked and made muffled noises, like weak yelps and sharp sobs of pain, but I held her head tightly with my hands and thighs, keeping her face buried in my pussy and I wasn't gonna let her go, not until after Daddy had fucked her ass good.

I was even gonna cum soon, I thought, if she'd just suck my clitty a little more. She tongue fucked me so sweetly though, I really didn't want to make her stop. She had a long tongue and it was just about tickling my cervix, or so it seemed. I know it wasn't that long, but God! It felt like it and thick white globs of sperm were coming out of my pussy now, the stuff that had been way up inside me, all congealed together in slimy lumps like milky snot. Tushy would scoop it out of me and eat it, chewing that stuff and swallowing thickly before going back for more.

"She's so fucking gross!" I laughed. "Jesus, I can't believe this whore."

"She's pretty loose back here too," Dad said with a disappointed shake of his head. "She probably doesn't even feel my dick."

"Tushy feels it." I smiled at him. "She was making all kinds of noise a second ago. Spank her a little."

"Yeah, maybe, huh?" He chuckled and I watched him draw his hand back, bringing his palm down hard on the whore's ass and making her jerk as if she might almost get away.

Daddy slapped her ass hard for a few minutes, until his hand looked red and smarting and Tushy had taken it, not really complaining except in the beginning. I think it was a pretty boring fuck for my dad, not like he'd always imagined it might be fucking Gina's perfect ass. But this wasn't Gina at all, this was Tushy, and she'd had miles of cock up her butt, probably.

"Let me roll her over," I said finally, frustrated because I just couldn't quite find my orgasm. "I wanna get the rest of this cum out of me."

"Okay, I'm about done here," Dad agreed and he wasn't gonna cum either, not fucking that whore in the ass anyway.

"There, suck it all out, Tushy," I said a few minutes later and she could have been a blow-up doll for all the life she demonstrated. 

The only part of her that really did anything was her mouth and tongue, the rest of her seemed lazy and tired. Daddy peeled off the rubber, holding it carefully between his thumb and finger and just tossing it on Tushy's exposed cunt. I'd moved to squat over the woman's face, using my fingers to pry my pussy open and get every bit of semen out of me that I could. I pushed with my tummy and vaginal muscles and some stringy, gooey sperm did run out of me finally, falling onto Tushy's face and then into her mouth as she finally opened up for it. After five minutes of that, I was probably about as clean as I could get without a bath. She really had gotten a lot of it out of me though, I was surprised.

"Here…" I smiled down at her. "Thirsty? Fucking whore."

I let my bladder go, although I could have waited for a bathroom. But I did need to pee and with her face right there, her cunt of a mouth open and inviting, I figured, why not? So I just let it go, pissing all over Tushy's face, in her mouth and hair and I giggled as she sputtered and coughed and turned her head one way and then the other. She didn't really try to get away though, and she did swallow some of it, like she drank my pee, you know? It was insane and I felt nothing but disgust for her. A piss drinking whore who didn't even have enough pride left in her to fight it. What a loser.

Daddy jerked off while he watched me piss on her and even before I'd finished he started shooting a month's worth of semen all over Tushy's pissy face. He groaned loudly, arching his back and that stuff came out strong too. Like thick and creamy, laying in fat blobs across her face, all wet and ugly with her makeup smeared all over. Daddy painted her good, getting his spunk in her hair and eyes, even up her nose, and I laughed, getting off the bed carefully and then kissing my dad deeply, sucking his tongue and telling him I loved him.

"I love you too, Amy," he sighed. "Thank God I still have you."

"You'll always have me," I promised, looking down at Tushy as she wallowed in piss and sperm, blinking at us like she could almost remember who we were. "Let's go home." 

Probably her drugs were starting to wear off and then she'd be mad maybe, because of what we'd done to her. Or more likely she'd just want some more money. She'd follow us down the street, begging and promising all kinds of stuff, swearing to God that she loved us. Telling us how she'd get better. What a lot of crap. At least Daddy now knew what had happened to his wife. Some guy named Gary had killed her, or at least given her a big push off a steep cliff. Mom was dead and in heaven with the angels. What was left of her was Tushy, living in her own little bit of hell and I hoped she'd stay there for a long time before God forgave her for what she'd done. I wasn't ever going to, I knew that, and maybe Daddy wouldn't either…Well, he probably would forgive her, just because he's like that, but he never wanted to see Tushy again and he promised to divorce Gina as quickly as possible.

Life was good suddenly. We were free, that's what it felt like, All except for that little thing with the stranger putting his sperm inside my unprotected womb. That was fucked up and we'd have to deal with it. We'd have to deal with Gary too. Daddy hadn't said anything about it, but he didn't have to. I knew he'd fucked my mom. Given her drugs and got her hooked. He was the one who had killed her and I couldn't let that go. I'd make him pay for it all by myself and the way he'd looked at me in that restaurant tonight? Oh yeah, it was gonna be seriously easy fucking him for the rest of his life.

I always had plans…Good ones too and I'd already started making one for Gary.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Here, have some wine, Daddy…" I gave him a glass and I was having one too. 

Belinda had left after we'd gotten home a little earlier than expected, but that was okay. Daddy gave her a nice tip and she'd taken care of the kids pretty good, I thought. They were clean and sleeping peacefully and I'd kissed JJ and pulled his blanket up. I'd kissed Jilly too, seeing her blue eyes open briefly, just long enough to recognize me.

"Mommy," she whispered and I kissed her again, giving her a teddy bear to hug while she dreamed.

Now Daddy needed some love. He was down again, feeling guilty over what had happened to his wife. My dad was wondering why he hadn't noticed anything wrong, or when he had noticed, why he hadn't done something about it. He'd started blaming and second guessing himself, being a man and trying to understand what had gone wrong and why.

"Drink it all…" I sighed, sipping from my smaller glass.

I'd put my last pill, the one I'd been saving in the wine. Most of the medicine in his, but just a little in mine too. We needed to relax and be together now. I loved him so much. I sat close beside him, touching and kissing him tenderly, telling my daddy it was okay and not his fault. It took awhile and he resisted, but eventually that pill did its job and he became more animated, more attentive to me. Our wine was gone and we were making out like teenagers, which was funny. I stroked his cock and he fingered my pussy and I couldn't get enough of his mouth on mine.

"I love you, Amy," he breathed, bending his mouth to my small breasts and kissing my nipples sweetly.

"Oh, Jack…" I murmured. "Where's that ring?"

"The ring?" He lifted his eyes to mine and smiled.

"I'll marry you now," I said with a shy smile. "If you still want to."

"Are you sure?"

"Mom's dead," I told him. "She isn't coming back."

"Yeah," he sighed. "I know."

"Get the rings." I forced myself to smile eagerly and it wasn't hard. "Before I change my mind."

Dad had them close, of course, still in his jacket, now draped over a chair and I watched him get that little white box.

"Tushy didn't have any rings," Dad said. "Did you notice?"

"Really?" I shrugged. "Her pimp took them probably."

"Or she sold them for drugs." He shook his head.

"Forget about her." I pulled Daddy down to me again. "Do you have some vows already?"

"Me?" He chuckled and gave me a nervous smile. "Just, um…I love you. I won't let you go, not like…" he cleared his throat, "…I'll always take care of you, Amy."

"I love you, Jack," I told my father, looking into his eyes and my heart was beating fast. "I won't ever leave you. I'll love you and obey you. I'll honor you and be the best wife I can be."

"Then…" Daddy took a deep breath and he was putting my ring on my finger, sliding it close to my engagement ring. "I'll be your husband."

"And I'll be your wife," I whispered, taking the other band, the larger one, and putting it on his finger slowly. I blinked at the wetness starting in my eyes and I'd never felt so happy in my life.

"Man and wife?" Daddy smiled and I nodded.

"Yeah," I said a little breathlessly. "You may kiss the bride, Daddy."

And he did.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Do you want the bad news, or the good news, or…the other news?" I asked my husband, biting my lip and we were alone in the kitchen, cleaning up after our dinner.

"Uhhh…" Daddy licked his lips and shrugged.

"The hospital called and I don't have any diseases," I told him with a smile. "I'm perfectly healthy and so…You are too."

"Okay." Daddy smiled back. "I take it that's the good news."

"Uh-huh." 

I nodded and it was good news, because despite my better judgment, Daddy had insisted on consummating our marriage. All night long. He'd told me that if I'd caught something from that stranger in the video arcade, well, he'd take the chance. It was nice of him, and I had enjoyed the sex a lot, but not too smart and I'd been kind of rough on him later for it. Not too bad, but I was his wife now, so...you know.

"And bad news?"

"The clinic called and your sperm count is like zero." I cleared my throat and I'd actually cried over that earlier, but I wasn't gonna tell him that.

"Like…Totally zero?" Daddy asked and I nodded.

"They said, um…" I looked up, trying to remember exactly what the doctor had said over the phone, "…less than point zero one percent of your sperm is viable for reproduction, which pretty much means…almost zero. According to Dr. Reynolds, it's like one chance in a thousand or something."

"Okay." He frowned and then looked at me. "I'm sorry, Amy."

"It's okay." I shrugged. "We have JJ and Jilly, so…I'm happy."

"But I know…" 

"Shhh…" I hugged him. "It's okay."

"Alright," he said, but he knew how much I wanted to have his baby.

"The other news is that I'm pregnant," I told him. "I got a little blue plus sign this morning."

"Ahhhh." Daddy nodded and he was still holding me.

"And we have no idea who's baby it is." I smiled up at him and giggled. "God!"

"Well then…" he shrugged and returned my smile. "It's my baby."

"Yours?" I widened my grey-blue eyes doubtfully.

"Well, yeah," he said. "One chance in a thousand, right? I put an awful lot of sperm inside you...So, why not?"

"I don't think it works like that." I laughed.

"Do you want to have my baby or not, Amy?"

"Yes, Daddy," I answered seriously. "I want to have your baby."

"Good." He kissed my nose. "Cause that's what we're having. It's part of being married, you know?"

"Oh." I nodded. "And you said you weren't the man in the booth next to mine."

"I lied." He grinned, both of us knowing it wasn’t true.

"Yeah," I agreed and we could live with that lie for the rest of our lives. "I'll have to watch that with you, huh?"

"What?" Daddy narrowed his eyes. "Lying?"

"No!" I kissed his lips. "Getting me pregnant! Bad Daddy!"

"Hey."

"What?" I narrowed my eyes, feeling his hands on my ass, squeezing me and lifting me so I could wrap my legs around his waist.

"I thought you said there was one good news, and two bad news…newses? Hmmm…" 

"I said other news, not if it was good or bad." I giggled, kissing him hard and moaning into the man's mouth as my daddy-husband's tongue filled me.

"That is so gross!" Jack Junior announced, walking into the kitchen and we had to reluctantly break our kiss.

"Is your homework done?" I looked at him over Daddy's shoulder. "No? Go do it. Daddy will be up in a minute to help."

"Okay Mom." JJ sighed theatrically and his father chuckled.

"He's a good boy." I smiled at Daddy and he smiled back.

"He's got a good mommy," he said and we kissed some more.

Epilogue