My pussy was still throbbing, and very, very wet after Daddy left my bedroom. I listened to his footsteps descend the stairs, and then I got into bed, planning on thinking of the wonderful things that just happened. After a couple of minutes of rubbing my steamy pussy and massaging my swollen clit, thinking of Daddy spanking my ass and fucking me with his hard cock, I heard more footsteps on the stairs. My heart began pounding faster and harder. Did Daddy decide that I've been bad again? Was he coming back to punish me some more? I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
"Come in, Daddy!" Instead of my father, my mother popped her head in the room and glanced around. She caught my hand playing with my pussy, and walked in the room. I took my hand away, embarrassed.
"Well, Anna, I heard what just happened in here. What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?" My face was red. "Well, Mommy, I'm sorry that I made you worry tonight. Daddy came in and took my panties off, and he spanked me. I'll never do it again, I promise." My mother smirked at me, and all of a sudden, my brother, Scott, walked in the room.