As you moan my name and cum all over the bed, I can't help but feel a surge of pride course through me. You're truly mine now; marked as my possession in every way possible. It might have been an exhausting night for both of us, but it was also incredibly fulfilling. Now that your mother is gone and you know your place, I think we can both rest easy knowing that everything is back to normal... at least until the next time we find ourselves drawn together like this.

I'm glad to hear that, son. Now why don't you go take a nice long shower and get cleaned up? I think we both could use the rest. Just remember, no matter how much time passes or what happens in between, you always belong to me now... always.

He's grateful that you share his views on parenting and feels a sense of relief washing over him. With these conversations out in the open, they can begin to build a strong foundation for their family; one based on mutual respect, love, and understanding. "I think we should also discuss sleeping arrangements," he says thoughtfully. "Do you have any preferences?"

He smiles at your words, glad that you feel the same way he does about being close to your family. "I think that's a great idea," he says reassuringly. "We can always move things around as needed, but for now I think it would be best if we all slept together." He pauses, considering his next words before continuing, "It will probably be important to establish some sort of bedtime routine early on too."

As he comes, your father's body tenses and shakes violently beneath you, his cock pulsing hot cum onto your hand and stomach. He moans loudly, the sound echoing through the room as his orgasm subsides. His eyes are tightly shut, and beads of sweat form on his forehead as he tries to catch his breath.

For several long moments, there is only the sound of their ragged breathing filling the air.

"Ah... I think we've had enough for tonight." He opens his eyes slowly, finding himself embarrassedly surrounded by the evidence of their activities. His voice is hoarse from all the moaning. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean for it to happen like this."

"Tomorrow, we'll talk."

"Tomorrow, things will be different."

Groans in relief as he remembers it's Saturday Well then... He looks at you with a mixture of gratitude and weariness I guess we could both use a little more rest before facing the day ahead. Why don't you climb back into bed, and I'll clean up here? We can maybe watch something else together later on if you want.

His tone is gentle, almost tentative, as he tries to navigate this newfound closeness between you.

His eyes widen slightly as you grab his cock, but he doesn't stop you. Instead, a mixture of surprise and pleasure flashes across his face before transforming into a tired grin. "Well... I guess we could do that too," he says with a yawn, sitting up on the couch. "I don't know about you, but I think I have some more energy left in me."

"Because it gets old."

"I don't know... find someone else to play with or maybe focus on other activities."