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Ian glanced across at Susie. He looked at her in profile, her beautiful young face partially hidden by her mass of shoulder length, auburn coloured hair. Aware of his look, Susie turned her head slowly towards him. Her small, white, even teeth glistened as she flashed him a delicious smile, a smile that made his heart thump and his cock jerk.

For a moment, he was distracted by the French countryside flashing by behind her head as the Eurostar train they were on rushed towards Paris. Looking at her again he smiled back, his eyes dropping briefly from her face to her breasts. In the few seconds it took for his eyes to take in the sight of her full breasts pressing against her thin tee shirt, to take in her tanned thighs flowing out of her denim mini skirt, his cock hardened even more.

She pressed her leg against his, the heat of her thigh burning through his jeans. She leant across and kissed him briefly, her tongue flicking across his lips, her firm breasts pressed against his arm. Ignoring the looks from the other passengers in the carriage, he kissed her back, his tongue sliding past hers as their mouths locked together.

As they parted, Susie squeezed his thigh, her fingers straying over the hard bulge at the front of his jeans. She started to stand up, her hand still on his thigh. She leant over and kissed him again, before climbing over him to head to the bathroom. Ian could barely resist sliding his hand over her ass, or further, as she moved past him. He watched as she paused in the aisle to straighten her skirt. He watched her walking away, her pert ass swinging delightfully in the tight skirt that did so little to hide her long tanned legs.

Ian smiled to himself as he saw the looks that Susie was attracting from a few other passengers. But he didn't mind – he felt so proud to have such a beautiful daughter.

And lover.

As the sign for the bathroom lit up, he shut his eyes and put his head back. Had it really only been three months since they had spent that weekend in Barcelona – and had become lovers? It had started out as father and daughter weekend away. Ian had promised to take her there after she'd missed out on a family holiday that included a visit to the same city. There had been a mix up over the hotel booking. The two rooms Ian thought he had booked became one twin room, and that turned out to be a double room. After that, one thing had led so easily, so naturally, to another.

The last three months had been hard – very hard – as they both struggled to keep to the pledge they had made on the flight home from Barcelona - the pledge to be lovers, but not at home, the pledge to get away together as soon as they safely could. The pledge not to deny their needs, their desires. It had taken three months, but at last they were on their way.

For the first few days after they had got back, Ian had been unable to take his eyes off of Susie when they were together at home, and could do nothing but think about her when they were apart. He longed to be with her, to feel her gorgeous young body next to his. It had gradually got easier, especially with the promise of another weekend away to come. He knew that Susie had felt the same emotions, the same longing.

They had almost succumbed to their temptations many times – especially on a Friday afternoon two weeks before. It was a hot, sunny afternoon, so Ian had decided to go home early from work to spend some time in the garden. As soon as he got home, he ran upstairs to change into his favourite baggy tee shirt and shorts. It was only when he came back downstairs and had looked out of the kitchen window that he had realised that Susie was at home.

She was sunbathing in the secluded garden, lying out on the grass on a towel. She was on her front, her bikini bottoms barely covering the soft swell of her ass. Her bikini top was beside her, the slope of her breasts clear to him. He stood watching her, his cock rising up and he drank in the sight of the beautiful, sexy nineteen year old in front of him.

As he watched, she lazily opened her eyes. Grabbing her top, she stood up. With her arm across her full breasts, she walked across the garden and into the house. She jumped when she saw him, startled by his presence. They stared at each other for long moments. Susie looked at his strong body, his muscular legs and broad chest, at the more than obvious bulge in his shorts. Ian stared at her almost naked body, so little of it hidden by her bikini, by her arm.

Ian let out a deep groan – and then they were in each others arms, kissing feverishly, his hands on her taut ass, pulling her to him as she ground her pussy mound against his cock. They almost sobbed with desire as they kissed, as their tongues thrust into each others mouths, their lips locked together.

Susie tore at his shorts, dragging his thick, hard cock out into the open. She gasped as she saw him, how long and hard he was, at the pre cum dribbling from the tip. He grabbed her by the waist and quickly lifted her onto the worktop beside them. He pushed his shorts down onto his thighs as Susie pulled her bikini to one side, giving him the briefest of glimpses of her wet lips as he stepped forward. They moaned again, breathing heavily, as he moved between her soft thighs, their need now urgent.

Crash!

They both jumped as the front door slammed shut. They heard Mike, Susie's brother, calling out, shouting out that he was home. Desperately, Ian pulled his shorts back up, his cock wilting rapidly. Susie started to run back out into the garden, but stopped as she heard Mike running upstairs. They clung together, their hearts thumping as they realised how close their escape had been.

The next day Ian had booked this long weekend in Paris, knowing that they couldn't wait any longer.

Beep!

He was dragged back from his reverie by his mobile phone telling him that a text message had arrived. He grabbed his phone and read the message.

"I'm waiting" was all it said.

He stared at the phone for long moments, a grin eventually spreading over his face as he glanced up at the sign for the bathroom. He stood up and hurried along the aisle towards the bathroom, aware of the growing bulge in his jeans. He waited impatiently for the door to open at the end of the carriage, and then he was outside the door to the bathroom. Glancing around to make sure there was no one around, he tapped on the door. The door opened immediately – and Susie almost dragged him into the small cubicle before shutting the door awkwardly behind him.

With a grin, she threw her arms around him, their lips meeting, their bodies pressing together. Ian reached behind her, pulling her to him as his hands ran up her back, then down to caress her firm ass through her skirt. Their tongues slipped over each other, dancing together before plunging into each others mouths, their lips locked together as Susie pressed her mound against her Dad's hard bulge.

Ian slipped his hands under Susie's skirt. His lips froze on hers as his hands found her naked ass. He sighed, kissing Susie even harder as he cupped her ass, holding her taut cheeks, pulling her even harder to him. As their tongues explored, his fingers found the tight gap between her cheeks. She sighed against his lips as his fingers found, and gently rubbed, her puckered ass.

With a gasp they broke apart, their breathing heavy. Susie looked at her Dad, and then dropped slowly to her knees in the cramped compartment. Her eyes never left his as she ran the flat of her hand over his bulging jeans. He moaned softly, his hands reaching out to her, as she slowly popped open the half a dozen buttons of his fly. Pulling his jeans apart, she gazed at his bulging boxers, at the damp patch where his pre cum was leaking.

Looking back up at Ian, she ran over finger tips over his cock, feeling his heat even through his boxers, feeling the flood of wetness from her pussy as she pulled his waistband down and released his cock.

Ian's cock sprung free, pre cum oozing from the tip. Susie moaned as she saw him again, her tongue flicking out to lick the pre cum away. She twisted sideways a little and looked at her Dad's cock in profile, wondering at how thick and long and hard it was, wondering how she had managed to take it so deeply inside her pussy – and, just before they had come home from Spain, so memorably in her ass.

Her pussy was throbbing now as the memories of Spain came flooding back. She knew that this weekend was going to just as good, if not better. She needed so much, wanted to give so much - starting now.

She pushed Ian's cock up against his flat, muscular stomach and licked slowly from the very tip, down to the base, and onto his balls. Her agile tongue moved slowly, exploring every ridge, every contour, of his hard cock. She sucked one, and then the other, of his balls into her mouth, sucking them, massaging them with her tongue. Her tongue delved under his balls, making Ian moan out loud, before sliding back up his shaft.

Susie let her Dad's cock fall away from his body. She watched it bobbing and swaying in front of her face. Reaching out, her fingers could barely reach around his shaft as she held him, and slowly slid his skin back, exposing the red bulbous head. Looking back up at him, she sank her mouth down onto his cock, sucking him, her tongue rubbing against the tip and then the shaft as he pushed into her.

Ian held her head, his fingers entwined in her long, thick hair, his hips jerking, driving his cock forward as her head began to bob up and down on his cock. Groaning, Ian fucked her mouth hard, pushing deep into her. She grabbed his cock at the base, only her small hand stopping his full length from driving into her throat. She sucked him, wanting his cum as much as he needed to give it to her. She cradled his balls, cupping and squeezing them. Moving past his balls, she reached between his legs, scratching lightly across the sensitive skin at the entrance to his ass with her finger tip.

His groans got louder as he fucked her mouth, as she sucked on him wetly. She could feel his orgasm approaching, his cock throbbing in her mouth, in her hand. She sucked harder as he drove deeper. She pushed a finger into his ass, knowing how much he liked it. He threw back his head and cried out as his cum erupted into Susie's mouth. He held her tight, pushing his cock deeper, as she frantically sucked on him, swallowing his cum even as it continued to pour from him.

At last he relaxed, his grip on Susie's hair loosening the torrent of cum subsided. She eased her head back and kissed his soft one last time before he pulled her to her feet. They kissed, sharing the taste of his cum on her lips and tongue. He held her tight, his hands once again roaming over her firm, young body. He reached for her ass, and then around her, his fingers rubbing lightly through her short hair, finding her rubbery clit, her pouting lips, her wetness.

Susie stepped back against the door as Ian dropped to his knees in front of her. He slid his hands up her thighs, pushing her short skirt up towards her waist. She moaned and leant back against the door, pushing her hips forward, pushing her mound towards her Dad as she was uncovered by him. Ian sighed as her naked, pouting lips were exposed to him. Her plump mound was barely covered by the smudge of short, red hair. Her lips were engorged, her clit standing out, wanting, needing, his attention.

Susie grabbed Ian's head, pulling him towards her. His tongue lashed across her clit, his lips latching onto her, sucking her clit, then her pussy lips, his tongue delving inside her. She held him tight, pressing herself to him, rubbing her pussy across his mouth, needing release. His hands cupped and squeezed her firm ass cheeks as her moans got louder, his fingers straying to rub her tight, puckered ass. He flicked his tongue over her clit, rubbing it softly, massaging her before slipping back inside her pussy.

Releasing her hold on her Dad, Susie cupped her own breasts through her thin top, plucking at her hard nipples. Moments later, one hand strayed down over her belly to slide past Ian and rub at her clit in little circles, matching the rhythm of his tongue plunging inside her, while his lips sucked on her pussy.

Her cries filled the tiny room as she came, her sweet tasting juices gushing into his mouth. She reached for him again, holding him tight against her pulsating mound, his tongue still buried inside her, as the thrill of her climax ran through her body, a red flush of excitement rising up her chest.

Slowly, Ian stood up, his lips moving over her body as hands pushed her top up to reveal her breasts, her rock hard nipples. Their mouths locked together, sharing the last of her juices, the taste of him, as their tongues danced slowly across each other. She reached between them. His cock was already hard again.

Slowly, Susie rubbed his swollen cock head against her pussy, their soft moans muffled by their kisses. Ian backed Susie against the wall again, his cock rubbing against her, his lips never leaving hers. Susie dropped her body slightly, wanting his cock inside her, deep inside her. She moaned against his mouth as his cock entered her, easing her pussy open as it slipped easily inside.

Their desire, their need, was shattered as the trains announcement system burst into life, announcing that they were just arriving in Paris. Immediately, they felt the train slowing. They jumped apart, their hearts thumping, Ian's cock massive between them. They groaned, desperate for more.

Ian forced his still hard cock back into his jeans, the bulge obvious even after his clothes were tidied up. He pulled his shirt out of his waistband, and left it loose to hide at least some of the bulge. Susie straightened her clothes, pressing her wet panties into Ian's hand with a grin that did little to hide her frustration, her need. He stuffed them into his pocket, feeling his cock reacting again, before following Susie out of the bathroom, not caring who saw them leave together.

They made their way back to their seats through the now crowded aisles. Ian watched Susie, all too aware of her nakedness underneath her short skirt, his cock aching in his jeans. In front of him, Susie felt deliciously wanton, knowing that her Dad's eyes would be on her, knowing that they must have been seen leaving the bathroom together.

Her pussy was wet, so very wet, her juices warm on her thighs. She could still feel Ian's tongue inside her, his mouth on her as her climax had reached every part of her body, his cock about to slide inside her. A shudder of anticipation went through her, a knowing smile crossing her face. She slipped into her seat, sliding across as her Dad watched her, knowing that her skirt would ride up.

Ian slipped in beside Susie, her leg hot against his even through his jeans. Reaching over, he slid his hand along her thigh, squeezing gently, his fingers only inches from her pussy. She squeezed her legs together, capturing his hand as they leant towards each other, their lips meeting softly as their tongues explored slowly. Susie reached over and traced a finger along the line of Ian's cock, her movements barely hidden by the table in front of them.

Moments later, the train pulled into Gare Du Nord in Paris, the brakes bringing them smoothly to a stop in the time it took them to separate. They let the majority of passengers leave the train before Ian led the way onto the platform, grabbing their luggage on the way.

They headed out of the station to grab a taxi, anxious to be alone, to get to their hotel as soon as possible. They seemed to wait ages in the queue, their awareness of each other, of their need, growing rapidly. In fact, it was only a few minutes before Susie was climbing into the back of a cab, ignoring the leer the driver gave her as he watched her in his rear view mirror. Ian gave the driver the name of their hotel – which was near Notre Dame - before joining her, sliding across the seat to pull her into her arms.

Their lips met again, their bodies pressed together. Susie could feel her pussy throbbing again, her thighs damp, just as Ian could feel his cock straining for release in his jeans as his daughter sucked gently on his tongue. He slipped a hand between them and rubbed Susie's nipples, teasing them into rock hard peaks through her tee shirt. By the time they reached the hotel, their bodies were screaming out for each other.

Ian paid the driver quickly, ignoring the way he openly stared at Susie, at her beauty, her full, firm body. Susie held Ian's arm as they moved quickly through the hotel reception, her erect nipples, her arousal, clearly visible under her top. They booked in quickly, claiming the double room that Ian had booked over the Internet. This time there was no mistake like there had been in Barcelona. Ian felt Susie squeeze his arm as they both remembered that mistake – and what it had led to.

Their room was the fifth floor. They stepped into the lift, hoping to be alone, but another couple stepped into the lift just as the doors started to close. Even so, Susie – who was stood just in front of her Dad – couldn't stop herself from reaching behind her and rubbing the bulge in the front of his jeans.

They stumbled from the lift, dragging their bags behind them in their rush to get to their room. They found it easily, and stepped inside the moment Ian had swiped the key card. They dropped the bags and fell into each others arms as Ian kicked the door closed behind them. He backed his daughter against the wall as their mouths and bodies locked together.

Ina slid his hands inside his daughters top as their tongues danced across each other. He cupped her full breasts, his thumbs dragging across her erect nipples, both of them moaning. They separated for just long enough for him to drag the top over her head, Ian gasping as her breasts sprung into view, bouncing softly. Even as he dipped his head and sucked a swollen nipple into his mouth, Susie was pulling at his shirt, buttons flying everywhere in her haste.

She pulled his shirt off him as his head moved from one nipple, one breast, to the other, kissing her, nipping, licking, sucking her firm young body.

Ian unzipped her skirt as she unzipped his jeans, and then they were dragging each others clothes down their thighs, eager to be naked. They gasped – Ian as Susie's pouting pussy came into view at the junction of her firm thighs, and Susie as her Dad's cock swung free, hard, erect and wet with pre cum.

They stood still for a moment, raking each others bodies with hungry eyes, breathing heavily. Susie drank in the sight of her Dad's muscular body, of his powerful chest and firm belly, of his strong legs. Ian could hardly breathe as his eyes moved over her gorgeous young body, over the sight of her mass of red hair framing her lovely face. His eyes moved over her full, up tilted breasts, with the dark, erect nipples perched at the tips. They moved over her flat stomach, past the gold cross resting in her belly button, down to her long, shapely legs, then back to her pussy, nestling beneath her short hair, her clit and lips red and swollen with desire.

Susie kicked her skirt away from around her ankles and dropped quickly to her knees. With his cock only inches from her face, she reached down and eased her Dad's jeans down his legs to leave him naked. Standing up, she kissed him again, before leading him to the bed by his cock, her hands barely big enough to reach around his throbbing shaft. He watched her ass swinging delightfully in front of him as they walked those few steps, wanting her, needing her.
Susie knelt on the bed, Ian in front of her, both of them savouring the moment, their eyes roaming over each other again.

Susie's voice was husky with desire when she spoke.

"I want you," she whispered.

"I want you your cum," she added, her eyes on his.

"I want it here."

She cupped her breasts, her fingers reaching for her nipples.

"And here."

She moved one hand away from her breasts to mouth, sucking one, then two, fingers slowly into her mouth.

"And here," she repeated.

Her hand slid from her mouth and back down her body, over her breasts and belly to cup her mound, a finger slipping between her lips and into her pussy.

Ian watched all this, his eyes on hers, his cock jutting out almost obscenely in front of him.

As he watched, Susie moved easily onto all fours. She arched her back, pointing her rounded ass at him. Her pussy was framed between her thighs, wet and inviting. He gazed at her for a second, and then her hand was reaching between her legs, over her mound, and up onto the rosebud of her ass.

"And here," she told him, her voice barely a whisper as her finger tip scratched over the sensitive ridges of flesh, sending tremors through both of them as she showed him exactly where she wanted him.

Ian moaned, unable to watch, to resist, anymore and threw himself at Susie. He held her hips and drove his thick cock into her body, into her pussy, in one long, hard thrust. His cries as he slammed into her where almost a****l like in need, in desire, in lust. Susie's cries were the same as she reached for the end of the bed, as she pushed back against his driving cock, wanting him deeper, harder, inside her, her breasts swaying with every thrust.

Her pussy stretched to welcome her Dad's cock into her body, wrapping itself around every vein, every contour of his thrusting shaft. She came almost straightway, her body overwhelmed by the flood of pleasure Ian's cock was pounding into her.

Her pussy was on fire, sending shock waves of passion throughout her body. Her b**sts were swinging wildly beneath her body, swaying with the v******e of his thrusts, her nipples tingling with pleasure. She cried out, her head thrown back, her back arched, her ass pushing back to meet his cock.

He pumped into her, prolonging her orgasm, both their bodies on fire. He reached for her breasts, for her clit, rubbing her, caressing her. Susie's cries intensified her body aflame. She felt his cock jerking deep inside her, and then the warm flood as the first few jets of his thick cum filled her. He buried himself deep inside her, his cock jerking, both of them moaning.

After those first few spurts, he pulled out and rapidly stroked his shaft, sending jets of cum over her back and ass, making her cry out again before he slid his cock back deep inside her, holding her still until his cock stopped jerking and her pussy throbbing.

"And here," he panted, adding to what she had said minutes before as her trailed a finger through the cum splashed over her tanned back.

Laughing with their release, Ian rolled away from her and lay on his back. Susie did the same, lying next to him, oblivious to the cum on her body. After a few minutes, she rolled closer, lying on her side next to him, her warm breasts against his body. He wrapped an arm around her, holding her close as she reached for his cock, still damp from their juices.

She stroked him gently as they talked, her hand moving easily over his cock and balls, gradually feeling him grow. Ian stroked gently down her back, his hand moving easily over the slopes, the firmness, of her ass, and back up to the side of her breast.

Later, Susie rolled on top of her Dad, straddling him and pressing her pussy down onto the hardness of his cock, her breasts against the strength of his chest. She wriggled against him, enjoying the feel of him against the soft wet folds of her pussy, against her hard, rubbery clit. He slipped into her easily as they kissed, her long hair falling about their heads, drawing them into their own world.

This time they made love gently, slowly, savouring and sharing every moment. They moved their bodies against each other, inside and out, their hands roaming over each other as their passion built.

Susie drew herself up onto her knees and threw her head back. Ian pushed his cock up inside her, his hips bouncing rhythmically off the bed to meet her downward thrusts. He reached for her breasts, holding them, caressing them, her nipples hard and on fire as his thumbs stroked across them.

She dropped forward, reaching for the end of the bed, her heaving breasts now over her Dad's mouth for him to suck and bite and kiss as he pumped into her harder and deeper, as he began to fuck her again. She cried out as his hands reached around her, as his finger found her puckered rosebud, as it slid inside her, as another orgasm rocked her body, as his cock and his cum filled her.

They clung together, their breathing loud in each others ears. Slowly, they rolled onto their sides, still holding each other, Ian's semi erect cock still buried inside his daughter. They kissed gently before dozing off, still joined, still holding each other like the lovers they were.

As Ian came to, Susie stirred beside him, and they rolled easily back into each others arms. He kissed her softly before easing away from her and heading for the bathroom. He ran a bath and sank into the hot water, waiting for Susie to join him as he knew she would. She came into the bathroom a few minutes later, climbing in and leaning back against him as he reached around her to cup her breasts. They planned their evening before soaping each other all over. After climbing out, they shared two big white towels, their hands leaving nowhere untouched.

Susie sent Ian back to the bathroom while she dressed, wanting to surprise him. When she called him back, she was dressed in a black satin dress. It was strapless and clung to every soft curve of her body before ending a good few inches above her knees. Ian whistled softly, wanting her there and then, but wanting to take her out, to show her off to the world.

They dined at a small restaurant not far from the hotel. The food was good, but what they enjoyed most was just being together – and the envious looks Ian was getting from men and women alike as they looked at Susie. They took their time over the meal, building the anticipation of what was to come.

Afterwards, they strolled along the river a little way, taking in the sites and sounds of the city. They came across a few market stalls, and Susie watched quizzically as Ian purchased a few items, assuming that they were gifts.

It was getting late by the time they got back to the hotel, but even so Ian led the way into the bar and ordered a bottle of Champagne to "round off the evening", as he put it. The waiter poured them each a glass before burying the bottle in a bucket of ice. After a few sips, Susie stood up and held out her hand to her Dad. Grabbing the glasses and ice bucket, Ian let Susie lead him to the lift, a tremor of anticipation running through him, his cock moving restlessly as he walked beside her.

Back in the room, Ian put the Champagne and glasses to one side, and eased Susie into his arms. They kissed, softly at first, their lips barely touching, their tongues slipping easily over each other. Their kisses became harder, more insistent, as they held each other tighter, their need building as their bodies moulded together, as their tongues thrust into each others mouths.

Ian's arms were around his daughter, his hands moving easily up and down her back, reaching for her ass, cupping her firm cheeks and drawing her closer to him, against his hard cock.

Susie pushed herself forward, wanting to feel her Dad's hardness against her mound. She rubbed herself against him, her pussy already wet and aroused with anticipation. She sighed against Ian's mouth as she felt his strong hands on her, easing the zip of her dress down her back, his fingers tracing the line of her spine. She felt him hesitate as he passed were her bra strap should have been, as he realised what that meant, and then pull the zip all the way down, his fingers stopping just short of the soft swell of her buttocks.

They stepped apart a few inches, both breathless from their kissing. Susie flicked her tongue over her lips, her eyes locked on Ian's, her breasts rising with her breathing. He looked at her, at his daughter, his hunger and desire, his need, in his eyes as they dropped to her breasts. Her dress had dropped a few inches, and was now perched at the end of her breasts, as if it was held up only by her erect nipples.

He reached forward and traced a line with his fingertip between the swell of her breasts. Putting a hand on her shoulder, he turned her around, tracing a finger slowly down her spine, right down to the top of the her ass. He reached around her, slipping an arm around her waist while flicking her hair away from her neck with his other hand.

He kissed her neck softly, his tongue caressing her as his lips moved over her soft skin. Susie shuddered, a tingle running through her, up her spine, to her nipples, at his touch. As he kissed her, he reached out to where the bag of things he'd bought at the market stall was sat on the side unit next to the Champagne, and pulled out one of the black silk scarves he'd bought.

Susie was still leaning back against him, her eyes closed, enjoying the feel of his hand caressing her stomach, the feel of his lips on her neck and now her throat, so she didn't appreciate what was in his hand until he'd gently looped the scarf around her head and blindfolded her.

For a few seconds, Susie wasn't sure what was happening, but what she did know was that she trusted Ian – and then a wonderfully sensual tremor ran through her as her Dad tightened the blindfold and it went dark. She stood still, her arms by her side, waiting.

Ian was stood just behind her. Stepping forward, he slipped his arms back around and touched her dress just enough to start it sliding away from her breasts. He cupped her, rolling her nipples gently between his fingers and thumbs as her dress settled around her waist. She leant back against him, feeling the heat, the strength of him against her naked back. Still holding her breasts, he started to move down onto his knees, his hands gradually sliding lower, pulling her dress with him.

He showered her back with kisses, his lips and tongue moving lightly over her as his hands moved onto her hips, as he sent tremors of anticipation through Susie's hot, young body. He slid her dress over her hips, and sat back on his heels to gaze at her beautifully firm ass, naked apart from the lace of her thong running between her cheeks.

Ian leant forward and ran his tongue over her, tracing the line of the thong between her cheeks, teasing her, meeting her as she pushed her ass back towards him. He turned her around slowly, almost mesmerised by her beauty, by her almost naked body. He flicked his tongue across her nipples, his teeth grating against them as he sucked hungrily on first one and then the other.

She held him to her, only letting go as his mouth moved down her body, over her flat stomach, his tongue teasing her belly button, flicking at the small gold cross hanging there. Ian pressed his lips against her mound, feeling, tasting her wetness through her thong. He pressed the damp material against her, making her cry out as his tongue moved over her clit and lips.

Sitting back again, he peeled her thong away from her body, easing it down slowly, savouring the moment when her plump mound crept into view. She appeared almost naked, her short hair wet from her arousal, her clit swollen and erect, her lips engorged. He kissed her softly as he pulled her panties down her legs and off, now leaving her naked.

He kissed the base of her belly and around her mound, he kissed the top of her thighs, inching closer to, but not quite reaching her throbbing pussy. She reached for him, needing more, wanting to pull his mouth, his tongue, onto her pussy, but he avoided her and stood up.

Susie stood still, her breasts heaving, suddenly not sure of where Ian was. She heard him moving, undressing. Ian was still close to her, looking at her as he undressed quickly, until he stood naked, his cock massively hard in front of him.

Taking her hand, he led her to the bed. She lay down, still blind folded and guided by him as he kissed her body slowly. He was holding her hands above her head with one hand, while he reached for the bag of scarves with the other.

He quickly looped scarves around each of Susie's wrists, and before she could really react, tied them to the each side of the end of the bed. Susie gasped, but any sense of uncertainty was betrayed by the wetness, the throbbing, of her pussy, and she could only moan as Ian looped more scarves around her ankles and tied them to the bed, leaving her spread eagled and naked.

For a moment Ian didn't move, but could only gaze down at his beautiful daughter, naked in front of him. Her breasts were taut across her chest, her nipples rock hard. Her legs were stretched out, her pussy nestling at the base of her flat stomach, her arousal evidenced by her wetness, by her engorged lips and clit. Her mouth was open, her lips moist, her breathing ragged with anticipation.

Ian leant forward and sucked her nipples, one at a time, gently then harder, drawing her nipples, her breasts, into his mouth. Susie moaned deeply, pushing her breasts up to meet him, before groaning as his mouth left her. Then she felt his tongue trailing over her stomach, flicking at her belly button. He nipped her skin just above the line of the soft, downy hair that barely covered her mound. She shuddered again as he stopped, every nerve of her body on fire for more.

She felt the bed move as Ian leant over and picked up the bottle of Champagne. Tilting the bottle, he dripped the cold liquid onto Susie's body, watching it as it fizzed, and as she moaned and pulled in her belly as the cold drink hit her hot flesh. A small pool formed in the hollow of her belly, filling her navel. He leant over her, quickly sucking and licking the Champagne away, sending tremors through them both.

He dripped more Champagne onto her breasts, watching as her nipples puckered and tightened even more, the flesh contracting with desire as his lips and tongues followed the streams of Champagne running from her nipples into the valley between her perfect breasts.

Kneeling up, he shuffled forward, his cock rigid in front of him, long and hard. He pushed the tip, swollen with desire, against his daughter's lips. She turned towards him, moaning and sucking on him greedily as he pushed his cock into her wanton mouth. She sucked on him hungrily, groaning as he pushed deeper into her mouth.

He reached for her breasts as he fucked her mouth, pinching and pulling at her nipples. He drove his cock harder into her mouth, his eyes closed as his lust began to take over, as his balls began to contract. He stopped just in time, before he filled his daughter's mouth with his cum. He dragged his cock away, ignoring her moans as he moved to kneel at the end of the bed, leaning forward so that he was resting between her thighs.

Susie tensed in anticipation, then wriggled against him as she Ian's tongue and lips on her thighs. He licked and kissed his way up the inside of one thigh, and then the other, nibbling at the soft skin. He tried to avoid her pussy, teasing her, teasing them, as long as he could.

But before long he couldn't resist any more, and hesitated only long enough to drip more cold Champagne onto her pussy before plunging his tongue deep inside her, feeling her wriggling beneath him, hearing her cry out as he sucked and fucked her with his mouth and tongue, as he toyed with her clit and pussy lips, as he sucked and licked her juices from deep inside her.

Susie was on fire, waves of pleasure ripping through her, followed by the pain of frustration as Ian brought her close, then closer still, to cumming. Her back was arching, trying to push her hips up, trying to push her pussy hard against her Dad, wanting his tongue deeper inside her, his mouth harder against her.

And then he was gone, leaving Susie writhing on the bed, constrained by the scarves tying her to the four corners, desperate for release.

Ian sat up quickly, his cock waving in front of him. It only took seconds to release Susie's feet, and to push her legs up towards her body. He looked down, looking at her pussy and ass totally exposed to him. Her rosebud was pink and puckered, moist where her juices had flowed from her pussy and looking incredibly tight for his massively erect cock. He paused for a second, wanting her there, wanting everything.

He pressed his cock against her ass, feeling her push back and moan. But then he slid his cock upwards, and drove his cock into her pussy, leaning hard against her as her legs rested on his shoulders, as he buried himself deep inside his daughter.

Susie's orgasm exploded deep inside her body almost the second Ian plunged his cock into her hot pussy, the thickness, the hardness, the feel of his cock inside her releasing her pent up climax. Only as she cried out her pleasure did Ian start to pump into her, long deep strokes that left her crying out again, that left him on the verge of cumming after what seemed like only a few seconds.

Ian reached over and dragged her blindfold away. He leant towards and kissed Susie feverishly, their tongues matching the thrusts of their hips as Ian ploughed into her, as Susie reached up to take him deeper inside her, her long legs wrapped around him. Their cries were muffled against each other as they came, as Ian poured his cum inside her, as more and more ripples of pleasure reached out to every part of Susie's excited body. Ian undid the scarves around her wrists and they clung together, their passion, their desire, spent for now.

Ian woke first. At least he thought he had until he tried to move – and found that his hands and legs were bound to the bed. He twisted his head around, looking for Susie. She was stood to one side of the bed, her nakedness silhouetted in the window by the early morning sun. Ian felt his cock stirring as she moved to kneel on the bed beside him. As he tried to move towards her, he realised for the first time just how tightly bound he was.

Susie laughed, a sexy, throaty laugh.

"My turn," she whispered, her eyes moving from his face to his cock.

Moving closer, she ran a finger nail along the underside of his cock as it lay on his belly. He moaned as his cock jerked to her touch, as her finger nail moved lightly over his balls, and back up over his cock, to his belly and then his chest and nipples. She leant over him, dragging an erect nipple over his mouth, moving away as his lips sought her nipple hungrily. Ian moaned as she continued to tease him with her hands, her mouth, her breasts.

Susie moved again, swinging a leg over her Dad so that she was straddling him, her pussy hovering over his mouth, his cock stretched below hers. She lowered her body, pushing her pussy against him. His tongue reached out, licking at her clit and pussy. She pushed back harder, forcing herself onto him. Then she moved, pushing her hips back and forth, dragging his tongue, his lips, his mouth onto her tight puckered ass, and then back to her clit and pussy. She rocked backwards and forwards, his mouth and tongue working on her hungrily.

Susie licked his cock and balls, her hands stroking and squeezing him. She held his cock upright, and sank her mouth down onto him, taking him deep into her mouth, her hand moving along his shaft as his hips jerked upwards, their moans echoing around them.

She pushed her pussy down harder. Ian sucked and licked her, his tongue reaching inside her until she came, her juices flooding his mouth and running down his chin as she waves of pleasure shot through her. He cried out as she squeezed his cock hard, overcome by her climax. She stroked his cock slowly, enjoying the sensations coursing through until she had recovered sufficiently to turn around and straddle his legs.
She stroked his cock again, her tongue flicking over the head as she held him upright, her eyes locked on his. She sucked him softly, then harder, one hand on shaft, the other moving between his balls and his ass. She leant forward, taking his cock between her breasts, stroking him. His hips rocked upwards as he fucked her breasts, as she stroked him faster and faster until her hand was a blur.

He called out as he came, his thick stream of cum splattering onto her breasts and nipples before dripping onto her belly and dribbling down towards her pussy. She leant forward, wrapping his cock in the now slippery valley between her breasts as he carried on fucking her, more cum spurting from his cock. Susie leant forward, her tongue catching his cum as it poured from him.

As the torrent of cum subsided, Susie sucked his softening cock gently, taking all his cum from him, before tracing a finger over her breasts to scoop up some of his cum. He watched as she sucked on her fingers before lying forward on his chest to kiss him, the cum on her breasts and belly smearing between them as they locked together.

After untying her Dad, Susie crawled back into his arms to sleep a little longer, waking up just in time for a shower before a late breakfast. They showered together, taking longer than they might have done if they hadn't made love again, the warm water from the shower cascading over them as Susie hooked a leg over her Ian's hip and took his thick cock inside her wanton pussy.

They made love slowly, hungrily, their lip's barely touching as their tongues slipped over each other. They came quickly, their cries drowned out by the sound of the water around them. They held each other afterwards, until Ian's cock eventually slipped from his daughter's body. They washed then, their soapy hands roaming easily over each others bodies. They dried quickly, then dressed for their planned day out, before just making it in time for breakfast.

After breakfast, they headed back over the river towards the Louvre. They spent the day wandering around Paris, walking together, hand in hand, happy to be together. Ian was proud of the many admiring looks Susie got, but she was oblivious to them all. She was dressed in a short, flared skirt and figure hugging tee shirt that combined to show off her long, tanned legs and taut body, her breasts barely contained by her flimsy lace bra. Her nipples seemed to be permanently erect as she walked closely beside her Dad, the outside of their legs brushing together.

Susie had never felt happier, being alone with her dad, her lover. She too was aware of the looks they were getting – and felt a thrill every time she saw other women glance at Ian. In his jeans and tee shirt he still looked good, tall and powerful, his muscular body still firm.

They wandered around the outside of the Louvre, past the glass pyramid, but didn't go inside, preferring the fresh air to the stuffy corridors. They made their way slowly up towards the Champs - Elysees, walking through the Gardens towards Place de la Concorde, diverting to the colourful Pompidou Centre to enjoy the antics of the street performers outside.

They ate lunch at a street café, sat across the table from one another, Susie's leg caught between Ian's – until she leant back in her chair and ran her bare foot up the inside of his leg until it rested on his cock. Ian felt his cock growing, both of them doing little to hide their growing need for each other.

During the afternoon, they paused to look in a shop window full of expensive lingerie. Ian glanced at Susie, then back at the lingerie, knowing immediately what they both wanted. He led the way inside, and together they chose several outfits for her to try on. He waited patiently outside the changing room, his imagination running away as he thought about her trying on the sexy underwear, the silk against her naked skin.

After what seemed like hours, but which could only have been a few minutes, he heard Susie quietly calling out to him. Assuming she wanted to show off the lingerie to him, he looked around to make sure that no one was looking before poking his head around the changing room curtain, his heart thumping with anticipation.

Susie was naked, at the far side of the cubicle, her back to the wall, her naked body shimmering in the dim light.

"Susie?" he started to exclaim in surprise, until she interrupted him.

"Shhh ...." She told him, "Quickly."

Even as she spoke, and Ian pulled the curtain closed behind him, she was turning around. Bending over, she made clear what she wanted. Ian moaned as she bent at the waist, her legs straight, her ass pointing at him. Her narrow waist, hips and ass formed a perfect heart. She wiggled her bum at him provocatively, her breasts swaying gently. Ad he watched, she opened her legs a little more in an open invitation to him. Her pussy appeared, framed by her firm thighs, her red, wet lips opening gently in front of him.

With a groan that was far too loud for where they were, he ripped his belt off and frantically undid his jeans, pushing them down onto his thighs as his hard cock swung free. He stepped forward, his cock swaying, and grabbed his daughter's hips, his cock slipping easily between her thighs. She arched her back, pushing her ass back against him to meet the driving thrust that powered his cock deep inside her.

Their bodies shuddered and they both cried out as Ian buried his cock deep inside her. She pushed back against him again, feeling his hard belly against her ass. She reached up, her hands on the wall. Ian reached around her to catch her swaying breasts, her nipples like two hot pebbles against the palms of his hands.

"Fuck me," she whispered hoarsely, "Fuck my hot little cunt."

Ian gasped at her words, at the way she said them – and then did exactly what she had demanded. He fucked her hard, their skin slapping together as he drove into her, her pussy wrapped around his cock, sucking him into her body. She met every thrust of his cock with her hips, pushing back against him, urging him in deeper, her whole body on fire.

Her Dad's cock felt huge inside her, filling her with every driving thrust, leaving her empty as he pulled back for a split second, then filling her again and again.

They came together, their bodies moving as one until they cried out their release. Her climax built from a deep ache in her pussy before swamping her body, driven through her by the pounding of his cock, by the streams of thick cum he pumped into her.

Susie stood up slowly, her Dad's cock still inside her, both of them gasping for breath. Ian cupped her breasts from behind, holding them gently as she twisted her head towards him and then kissed lovingly, their tongues moving slowly, sensually against each other until his cock slipped from her tight pussy.

They dressed quickly, Ian pushing his half erect cock, slick with their juices, back into his jeans. Susie pulled her own panties back on, immediately feeling the dampness on them from her pussy as Ian's cum dribbled out of her. She stuffed her bra into her bag, grinning at Ian as she pulled her top down over her head, her breasts moving softly against the thin material. Ian slid his hand over her ass as she bent down to pull up her short skirt, his hand cupping a pert cheek as she wriggled against him.

They left the cubicle together, trying their best not to blush and to ignore the icy stare of the shop assistant as Ian paid for the lingerie Susie had chosen, his cock already recovering as he thought about her modelling their purchases for him later.

They spent some time at the Arc de Triomphe, standing silently hand in hand, before risking all and making a mad dash through the traffic. They walked down towards the Eiffel Tower, enjoying the fountains at Le Trocadero while they sat drinking a cold glass of wine at a street side café.

The queue for the Eiffel Tower was quite short, and soon they were enjoying the breathtaking views out across the city. Ian stood close behind Susie, his cock pressed to her as he pointed out the landmarks. She ground her ass back against him, so slowly that no one would notice, but hard enough to get the reaction she wanted.

Leaving the tower, they made their way back to the Seine, and caught a river taxi back to near their hotel. They sat close together, both thinking of the evening ahead. Ian had told Susie that they were going out, and that he had a surprise evening lined up for her, so once they got back to the hotel, they had only a little time to get ready before they had to head off to the restaurant Ian had booked.

Susie wanted to surprise her Dad as well, so she sent him downstairs to the bar while she finished dressing. When she came down, Ian could only gasp when he saw his daughter appear.

She had brushed her hair until it shone, an auburn mass that tumbled around her tanned shoulders. She wore just a little make up, mainly a red lipstick that accentuated her full, kissable lips. Ian could only imagine what lingerie she had chosen, but her dress was a simple sheath that touched the soft curves of her body in all the right places, the soft green material suiting her perfectly.

Ian stood to greet her, all too aware of the other eyes on her. They kissed, his hand warm on the small of her back, just above the swell of her ass. They talked quietly for a few minutes while they shared what was left of Ian's drink, before walking the few hundred yards to the Restaurant.

Again, they took their time over dinner, sat together in the cubicle that Ian had requested near the back of the restaurant. The waiter was attentive, but discreet, obviously used to lovers who wanted to be alone. They both ordered the same food, until it came to dessert, when Ian ordered a huge slice of chocolate gateau, claiming he needed to build his strength up, while Susie went for ice cream.

They both grinned when dessert arrived, thinking about the chocolate éclair Susie had ordered in a similar restaurant in Barcelona, and how provocatively she had eaten it. Ian felt his cock rising at the thought – and the rising some more as he felt Susie's foot creeping up his leg to rub at his growing bulge.

"I think I need to do something about that," she murmured, leaning over the table to kiss him.

"Later," he told her, "I've still got more surprises for you."

"But Daddy," she pouted, putting on a c***dishly sulky expression, "I want to give you something thing – surely we've got time."

They both laughed – but before Ian could move, Susie had slid off her chair, moved around to the side of the table hidden from the rest of the room, and was tugging at his zip.

Ian could hear her giggling at her daring, knowing what the expression on his face must be like as he sat, half wanting her to continue, half terrified of getting caught. But the first half won as her giggles were muffled as she took him deep in her mouth.

She sucked him quickly, her hand on his shaft as her teeth grated along his length, her lips leaving smears of red lipstick behind. He bit his lip, trying to stifle his groans of pleasure as her hand and mouth moved as one, her hand keeping perfect time with the bobbing of her head. His cock was rigid, throbbing in her hand and mouth, his balls tight in her other hand.

He came almost without warning, his cum gushing into her mouth in a thick torrent. She clamped her lips around him, sucking hard, drinking his cum down, not wanting to waste a drop. She sucked and licked him gently until she was able to ease his cock back into his trousers. She came back out from under the table, an angelic smile on her face. Ian dragged his chair closer to hers as she sat down. He pulled her to him and kissed her lovingly, his tongue flicking over her lips and into her mouth, sharing the taste of him.

He reached for her breast, cupping her gently, his thumb rubbing her taut nipple through her dress and bra. He ran his hand over her belly, into her lap and then along her leg. She gasped as he moved his hand back along her thigh, inside her dress. She pushed back against him as his fingertips pressed against her pussy, against the dampness of her panties.

As they carried on kissing, Ian eased her panties to one side, slipping one, then two, then three, fingers inside her, fucking her quickly in time to her sucking of his tongue. This time it was Susie who came quickly, her juices spilling from her as her orgasm left her gasping, her pussy convulsing around his fingers, holding him tight. She clasped her thighs together, holding him as her climax ran its delicious course.

They separated just before the waiter returned with their coffee, just having time to share the taste of her from his fingers before enjoying a lingering kiss. After coffee, Susie went to the bathroom while Ian paid the bill. They walked for a while by the river, enjoying the city, before Ian signalled for a cab and headed towards Montmartre and Pigalle – and the Moulin Rouge. Susie gasped at some of the sights they passed in this part of Paris, at the shops, the bars, the shows, the people.

The theatre was packed, and the show was about to start by the time they found their seats. They sat close together, their thighs pressed against each other, Susie's hand resting in her Dad's lap for most of the evening. The show was spectacular, bringing huge roars of approval from the audience. Susie was enthralled by the dancers, watching their every movement. Towards the end, after watching one dancer more intently than usual, she turned to Ian and whispered huskily.

"She's gorgeous, isn't she?"

Ian looked at the dancer again. She was gorgeous – tall, with legs that seemed to go on forever, and breasts that were large for a dancer, but which moved only softly as she danced across the stage. But it was the way Susie had spoken that surprised him, the tone of her voice, the huskiness.

Fleeting images flew through his mind as he looked at the dancer, then glanced across at Susie. She was staring at the stage, her mouth slightly open, the tip of her tongue flicking across her lips. His cock reacted suddenly, growing harder – and this time it was Susie who glanced across at him, she felt him moving beneath her hand.

After the show, they looked for a taxi but had no luck. The streets were still busy as they wandered past a few shops, both remembering the similar streets in Barcelona – and how Susie had dragged Ian into a dark alley. He grinned down at her, mouthing "No" just in case she was thinking of trying the same again.

They stopped outside a shop selling sex toys and the like, and this time she mouthed "Yes" before leading the way inside. Surprisingly, the shop was bright and airy. They were served by a young woman whose clothes barely covered her undoubtedly sexy body. Ian saw Susie looking at the girl – and wondered again. But Susie was more intent on the array of toys In front of them, her eyes wide open with surprise at the range of shapes and sizes.

They chose one each, before quickly heading outside, eager to be alone again. This time they had no problem in finding a cab, and where soon sat close together in the back as they across the city to their hotel.

Once back in their room, they fell into each others arms. Their lips crushed together as their tongues slipped over each other, thrusting as they held each other tight.

Ian held Susie's hands together in one of his, holding her arms high above her head, her back against the wall. His other hand roamed over her body as they continued to kiss, the room echoing softly to their muffled moans as his hand moved over her breasts and belly, over her neck and nipples, only the flimsy material of her dress separating his hands from his daughter's hot, young flesh.

Letting go of Susie's hands, Ian reached behind her for her zip. He eased it down slowly, his fingers trailing over her spine until they reached the end of her zip, nestling at the top of her ass. As he stepped back from her, Susie dropped her arms and shrugged the thin straps of her dress away from her shoulders.

They slipped down her arms as the dress began to fall away from her body. It caught on the swell of her full breasts briefly, but was the gone, slipping down her body to fall in a shimmering pool around her feet. She stepped away from the dress, and turned around slowly, showing herself off to her Dad, her lover.

Ian gasped as he drank in her beauty, her sexiness, both enhanced by the lingerie she wore. She was wearing some of the things they'd bought that afternoon. Just seeing her in them brought back memories of their time in the changing room - and his cock rose even more.

The set she had chosen was dark pink and black. The bra was lacy, almost see through, her nipples dark and erect, poking at the flimsy material like two small pebbles. The two cups clung to her full breasts, held together only by a single small clip that nestled deep within her plunging cleavage. The bottoms were a thong, the front little more than a triangle of lace that barely covered her plump mound, the back a thread of silk that disappeared between the cheeks of her firm, rounded ass.

Ian pulled her to him again, their mouths meeting as Susie tugged at his shirt and trousers. It seemed like only seconds later that he was naked apart from his boxers, with Susie knelt in front of him.

She eased his shorts down slowly, his erect cock springing up, massively erect and dripping with pre cum. She wiped the sticky fluid away with a sensual flick of her tongue. She moved slightly so that she kneeling sideways to his cock as it stood out from her Dad's body. She licked along it slowly, at the same time sliding his boxers down his strong legs. As soon as he stepped out of them, she gave his cock a loving suck and then stood up. Holding his cock, she led him to the bed.

Pushing him down onto the bed, Susie knelt between Ian's outstretched legs, her hair forming a veil around her head as she dipped down and sucked his cock back into her mouth. Her fingers could barely reach around his throbbing shaft as she held him, his cock head hot inside her mouth. Her tongue swirled around him, his balls heavy in her other hand.

Ian moaned as she sucked and kissed and stroked his cock and balls, his cum boiling up inside him. But he wanted this to last, and reached down for Susie. He pulled her on top of him, her silky lingerie smooth on his body as he pulled her to him. Her hair fell around them as they kissed, deeply, passionately.

As her tongue plunged into her Dad's mouth, Susie pressed her body to his, her breasts to his chest, her wet pussy to the hardness of his cock. Ian pushed back against her, feeling her nipples pressing into him, rocking his hips to rub his long cock against her swollen clit and pussy lips.

As their moans got louder, their need more urgent, Ian rolled them over so that now he was straddling Susie, his knees each side of her legs. He sat up and gazed down at her, at her beauty, at her flushed face, at the lust and desire in her glazed eyes. He reached down and touched her face, moving his fingers lightly over her lips, down onto her throat and neck.

He touched her chest, running his fingers slowly between her breasts, then across to her nipples. She wriggled under his touch, moaning as his thumbs rubbed across her nipples, her arms thrown out above her head to grip the end of the bed. Even though her nipples were already erect, Ian felt them pucker and harden even more under his touch. And then his fingers were back between her breasts, reaching for the tiny clip that nestled there.

Ian undid the clip quickly, watching as the shape, the size, the firmness, of his daughter's breasts pulled the sides of her bra apart, revealing the soft slopes of the inside of her breasts and the deep valley between them. With his eyes locked on hers, he slid his hands inside each cup, her moans becoming louder as he searched out her nipples. They pressed into the palms of his hands, and then moved against him as she arched her back, pressing them to him.

Susie moaned, pushing her whole body upwards as he swept his hands apart to expose her breasts in full. She cried out as he rolled her nipples under his thumbs before dipping his head to suck first one, and then the other, of her nipples deep into his mouth. She held his head, urging him on as he sucked and kissed, licked and nipped, her breasts and nipples.

She moaned and caressed her own breasts as he slid down her body, his lips moving quickly over her taut belly until his tongue was pushing at the valley between her pussy lips, forcing her wet thong between them. Moving quickly, he knelt between her legs and reached under her to ease her thong up her long legs as they pointed towards the ceiling.

He watched her naked ass and pussy being exposed, then dropped the thong onto the bed beside her She shrugged off her bra, and laid back naked, her hands above her head, her body stretched out in all its naked glory. Slowly, she pulled her knees back towards her body, exposing her pussy, her clit, her ass to the lustful gaze of her Dad. Ian groaned and reached for her, his fingers rubbing gently at her clit as her lips moved against them.

"Fuck me," she groaned, looking through half closed eyes at his cock, rigid in front of him.

Ian leant forward and rubbed his swollen cock head across her pussy, feeling her heat, her wetness. She gasped as he leant forward again, the length of his cock sliding along her lips and across her clit. He rocked his body, sliding against her but not slipping inside her, feeling her pushing up against him, hearing her deep moans of desire.

Ian reached for the bag he'd dropped on the bed, and pulled out one of the toys they'd bought. It was already for use, unwrapped by the shop assistant. It was soft, almost jelly like, but shaped like a cock, a cock with a bulbous head and a thickly veined shaft. Susie moaned again as his cock left her, her eyes flying open as felt the toy against her, then inside her.

She grabbed the end of the bed and arched her back when Ian switched the toy on and pushed it deep inside her, sending vibrations surging through her body, followed by waves of pleasure. Ian toyed with her for long minutes, sucking and biting at her breasts and nipples while he fucked with the toy, fucking her deeply before holding the toy just inside her, turning it up then slowing it down, his cock pressing against her ass.

Susie was on fire, her knuckles white were she was gripping the end of the bed so tight, her whole body ready to explode. She wanted to cum, but didn't want the pleasure, the exquisite pain and pleasure, to end. She wanted to be teased and tormented, but she wanted her Dad's cock. She wanted, needed, it all.

Eventually, Ian drove the toy cock deep inside her. He caught one nipple in his other hand, pinching and rolling the hard flesh between his thumb and finger. He just caught sight of Susie reaching for her other breast as he clamped his mouth over her clit and sucked hard, his tongue rubbing and toying with the hard nub of flesh.

Susie screamed as her body convulsed under her Dad, her flat stomach rippling as she tensed and relaxed, as her orgasm thundered through her at last. Ian pulled the toy out of his daughter's pussy and replaced it with his tongue, reaching deep inside her, sucking her juices into his mouth as they flooded from her. Susie was rubbing her clit, both of them intent only on prolonging her pleasure.

It seemed an age before she sagged back onto the bed, her whole body aglow with the aftermath of her orgasm. Ian lay beside her and pulled her to him, kissing her gently. But even as she was catching her breath, she was pushing him onto his back, looking down at his naked body, ready to take her turn.

His cock was hard, perhaps longer and thicker than she'd e