Daughter smiled wolfishly. Daughter shoved me backwards and pulled me to the ground, getting on top of Father. Without any warning Daughter grabbed dad’s cock and impaled herself on it, to the hilt. Daughter screwed up her face and slowly reached out and planted both her hands on father’s chest, lifting herself back up. father’s eyes were closed and dad lay back feeling everything, how tightly her cunt gripped me, the occasional trickle of wet that fell down father’s shaft to soak father’s crotch, her cries of ecstasy as Daughter started slamming her hips into me. Father reached out blindly and found her tits and started playing with her hard little nipples again.
“OOhh that’s it Father!” Daughter squealed. Daughter settled herself, his dick still completely embedded in her soaked pussy, and only moved her hips. Forward and back, left to right, forward and back, left to right. Stirring herself with his cock to our immense pleasure.
“OOhh Daaad. AAAHHH!” Daughter cried madly, slamming her pelvis forward one last time. Daughter was driving dad absolutely insane with sensation, so much so, that a thin line of drool ran from the corner of father’s mouth. Daughter tilted her head back and opened her mouth in a silent scream as her body exploded all over father’s groin.
Daughter was sitting up straight, her head back, mouth wide, as her eyes rolled back and Daughter collapsed on top of Dad. Father quickly caught her and gently lowered her down. He was right there and pumped Father’s hips a few times, cramming his dick into her flooded cunt before he blew his load deep inside her. Father collapsed back and put his arms around her, hugging her unconscious body tightly.
Dad sighed to no one in particular. Daughter was covered in sweat, slicking Father’s hands as he rubbed her back, massaging her with the heel of father’s hands and thumbs. Father paused for a second smiling: Daughter was snoring gently, adorable. He pulled her off dad’s deflating dick, farther up his chest. Dad curled her up and put and arm under her knees and behind her back before getting on his knees and struggled to father’s feet. Daughter really wasn’t that heavy at all, in fact he had to lift radio cases that seemed heavier than her, of course those were square and Daughter was bendable.
