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POV: Eric

"Oh, Britney's car is gone; maybe Joan and I can sneak in some sexy time," I said, parking mine.

Then I went inside and looked for her. I couldn't locate her in the living room or kitchen, so I went to the other side of the house.

"Oh, the bathroom door is shut, and I hear the shower going, so let's get busy," I said, heading to the bathroom.

I strolled in there and opened the door silently to her.

I peeked down at the floor. 'Oh, you have the sexy bra and thong set on the floor here, Joan. If that's a signal, it's crystal clear,' I thought, before undressing. 'I can't see you through the shower curtain, but I'll see you in just a minute, lovely lady,' I thought, getting off my shirt. 'I can't wait to see you. Maybe I'm a little shallow, but I am a huge sucker for your jugs, Joan. I'm so glad I got you pregnant with Britney because that made those moneymakers double in value at least,' I thought, before I got my bottom half of my body undressed too.

I took a deep breath and grabbed my cock too as I was naked. I stroked it for a moment as I pictured Joan showering just a few feet away. I couldn't resist, but to pick up her thong too and put it on my schlong.

I immediately began pleasing myself to woo myself before I did the same for her. I surely didn't need to get hard like that, but of course, it did feel good and made me as sharp as a tack too. I rubbed the silk thong across my pecker slowly, but hardly.

'Oh, yes, Joan, just like that, suck on it hard and make me cum down your throat. I've got a good amount stored up for you, so feel free to milk me too. I don't mind, and I'm not gonna give it to anyone else. Well, unless you want me to, that is, I mean, Brooke, Ashley, and Samantha would be excellent candidates to take it if you wanted me to give some to them. I'm not about to suggest a three-way anytime soon, but if you were up for it, I could deal with that.'

Even though she was there and there was no telling how long she would keep showering, I just masturbated and pictured having sex with Joan while using her thong. I just enjoyed the moment and let my lust go nuts.

"Well, I'm nice and hard for you now," I muttered, before I calmly stepped forward.

From one second to the next, I moved the shower curtain to the back.

"Dad?" Britney asked, with a disgusted face as she turned to me.

My eyes widened, and I got a look at her naked body from head to toe.

"Dad, what the hell?" she whined, covering her boobs and pussy. "I'm naked in here, and what are you doing with my thong?"

"Holy shit, I'm sorry, Britney," I apologized, dropping it and covering my face. "I thought you were mom, that's all. I saw your car gone, and her car is out front."

"Yes, she borrowed my car because she wanted you to take a look at her's."

"Oh, okay, again, I'm so sorry. I had no idea it was you in there; I'm just going to go now. I love you."

"I love you too, Dad, I'm sorry too. No one was trying to mislead you."

"I understand, but you're a beautiful young lady," I complimented her, moving the curtain.

"That's not helping, Dad, but thank you."

I didn't say another word, grabbed my clothes and went to my bedroom. I had no idea how to think or feel, but I certainly felt like I just had a brain freeze so that nothing could go on in my head. I lied down and smiled, though, so I did find it a little funny.

"I thought it was Joan in there the whole time, but it was Britney," I laughed, covering my face. "Holy shit, though, Britney is nineteen, and she does have a great body. Wow, fuck me, she's your daughter, dude," I whined to myself, displaying a dirty look.

Although, despite that fact, I pictured her nude body again. I didn't speak a word and calmly covered my face with both hands again. I only saw her for a few seconds, but of course, I got a good look at her soaking wet nude body, and for whatever reason, I didn't hate it.

I didn't smirk, but still felt some kind of joy by the image of her naked. I couldn't fathom why, but I quickly had some weird, but sexy realization that my daughter might be hot in my eyes. Regardless of her being my daughter, I couldn't deny it and didn't argue with myself.

"I couldn't even tell that her bra and thong weren't Joan's. I wonder if they bought those sets together because they look exactly the same, and come to think of it, their sizes are probably close. Well, Joan does have bigger breasts, so that should've given that away. Maybe I was just horny and didn't see that obvious piece of evidence. Shit, do I find Britney to be attractive? Do I want to get with her?" I asked, before feeling my rod. "Well, my cock is still hard, so that has to say something. What the hell is wrong with me?"

I couldn't answer myself, but of course, I already knew the effect. I didn't know the reason, so I had to think about it, even though I was sure I wouldn't be able to figure it out. I didn't even know how to comprehend it, but I knew it was true.

After another minute, I closed my eyes and began stroking my pecker slowly. I pictured that naked body and just rolled with it for a moment. I blocked out my head and did it. I didn't picture her doing anything sexual, but just showering as she was when I saw her.

I breathed slowly and vibrated a bit too. I wasn't sure how I'd feel after I came, or even in just a few seconds, but I ventured down a taboo rabbit hole and got ever so curious too. I knew it was wrong, but it felt hotter that way.

"Oh, Britney, you're stunning, to say the least. Wow, I don't even know why, but shit, I just got a look at your developing body, and I did not hate what I saw. You're nineteen, but you look just as sexy as your mom, but twenty years younger. I'm not about to tell you what I think, but I can keep a secret. I'm sure it'll eat me up, but damn, it's like a sexy box I can see into, and I can't open it. My schlong is getting harder, and I feel the veins vibrating too. Wow, Britney, you got my motor running without even trying. I'm masturbating thinking about you now, young lady. Wow, you have some nice tits and a trimmed pussy too. Fuck, it's wrong to think of you like that, but it's just true."

The cat was out of the bag on me, liking her in that way, and I ran with it again. I rubbed my cock faster and sweated up a big storm too. For whatever reason, I liked it, and once I figured that out, I dug deeper.

"Oh, yes, I've established the fact I like what I see, but I wonder what her boobs felt like. I bet they're squishy yet firm like her mom's. I know it; you got those, don't you, Britney?"

I didn't get my answer, but I decided for myself. I jacked off just picturing my daughter's nude body for a few minutes as she was just in the shower twenty feet away or so. That made it sexier because I knew she was close by.

I felt my heart rate going faster and faster with every passing minute, and of course, I had to breathe harder too. I took that as a good sign also because it meant that Britney did, in fact, infect me and make me want to have sex with her.

"I want it, and just from seeing you once, Britney. You're smoking hot, just like your mom. I know it's wrong, but I'm doing it. I love you, Britney, and I've loved you dearly every single day since you were born. Now, for whatever reason, you wooed me with your naked body. Maybe my brain is inadequate or something, but I won't even entertain the idea that I'm not interested in you. It was almost like flipping a light switch."

I didn't know what to think, but of course, nothing, and no one, could convince me otherwise. Within three minutes, I surpassed the one-hundred stroke mark and felt more than turned on by her, even though it was completely taboo.

I felt my load building up so much; I thought I might explode very soon. Yet, I didn't masturbate faster and just relished the brand-new sensation I came across. I moved my body back and forth somewhat and felt the thrills surging throughout my body nonstop.

"Yes, Britney, take your daddy's load on your boobs now," I moaned, before I let out my load.

I didn't watch where it all landed, but I felt it on my hand and quite a bit on my stomach too. I felt my schlong blow up, so to speak, and I jerked with all five shots too. I couldn't have loved it more, because she got me good.

I couldn't deny it made me feel good and was wrong, but yet, it still felt so right at that moment. It was all new territory to me, so it had pretty much everything going for it. Oddly enough, even after I came, I kept smiling.

Although, then I peeked at the door as I heard a knock. "Yes?"

"It's just me, Daddy. Could I come in for a minute?" she asked through the door.

"Um, just give me a second, please," I said, rubbing myself off.

Then I put my clothes back on and shook the whole time too. 'Crap, what if she wants to talk about it? What if something comes out?' I thought, before I calmly went to the door.

I opened it and got a view of her with just her towel covering her tits and waist. I couldn't help, but feel my wood stiffen again.

"Um, what's up, babe?"

"I just wanted to say it's not weird to see each other. It was innocent, but maybe a little funny, after the fact, that is."

"I suppose you're right. You are certainly beautiful, Britney; I hope that's not weird."

"No, it's not, but may I come in, though?"

"Don't you want to get dressed first? You're just in that towel."

"No, I'm fine."

I broke eye contact and gave a weary smile, but sat down on the bed, and she followed me in there. I had to look at her yet again as she stood in front of me, and I didn't know what she needed to tell me, but I waited for her to speak.

Although, she didn't talk, and I rattled a bit as I had a ravishing young woman to leer at that moment. I tried not to make it too obvious, but of course, it was like having a cop searching my car when I had many illegal drugs hidden in it.

After a minute, I forced myself to view her face. "So, what did you have to say, Britney?"

"Well, I thought you might want something from me."

"What are you talking about, sweetie?"

She took in a deep breath and leaned to me to kiss my forehead. "I know you were masturbating, Dad."

"Holy shit," I fretted, covering my face. "You were not supposed to see that."

"I know, Dad, I didn't watch, but I heard you. I had no idea you seeing me naked would make you want to have sex with me."

I couldn't even look at her, but a few seconds later, she gently tugged my hands down. "I don't think you're fucked or anything like that, Dad."

I nodded and grinned.

She smiled back, but kissed me on the lips. "I love you, Daddy."

I twitched again. "I love you too, Britney."

She leaned back up and brought her hands to her towel.

"Whoa," I objected, grabbing her arms. "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to see me, Daddy?"

"Yes, but it's wrong. You're my daughter, and you know, I'm married to your mom, remember?"

"I know, but we can both keep a secret, can't we?" she pondered, before undoing her towel.

It fell, and then I got the look of her naked body up close and personal. Needless to say, my eyes widened as much as possible and surely quaked the bed too. I got an eyeful of all her naked goodness, and she let me soak it all in as much as possible.

"Would you like to feel me, Daddy?"

"What, no," I protested, backing away.

"Why not? Don't you want to have sex with me?"

I couldn't answer her, but I felt like my heart got all choked up. I didn't know what to say to convince her otherwise, but obviously, as she knew of my taboo feelings, my brain took over. We exchanged eye contact for a moment, but then she climbed up onto the bed with me.

I attacked her with my breath as she got close to me, and then I allowed her to kiss me again. Then she let her hand out to mine and helped it up onto her knees with her. She nonchalantly snatched my hands and transported them to her butt.

"You must like that if it makes you jolt."

"Oh, I love you, Britney."

"I'm the only daughter you have, and you have no son, so I'm all you have, so you have to, buster," she warned me, before wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me again.

I just let it happen, and she pushed her tits onto my chest too. Even through my shirt, I felt them quite perfectly, and she surely had upped the quaking scales and sweated my ass off in the process as well. I felt my loving levels growing with every passing second, so she scored.

I clutched her butt cheeks somewhat, but not enough to get too far, I thought anyway. I had no idea what all she had in mind to do, so I treaded lightly and enjoyed the ride at her speed. We kissed unlike father and daughter, and undoubtedly connected on much deeper levels.

We pushed our lips together slowly and just made out passionately as if we were in love. I knew it wasn't like that, but we both still seemed to like it so far. She kept her arms wrapped around my neck and made me feel more than okay with my taboo feelings.

Obviously, it was all new to us, but that didn't seem to stop either of us. I didn't know what to make of the hot, taboo situation we found ourselves in, but we both seemed to like it. My dick proved that to her as it pushed onto her stomach a bit.

I felt the precum get on her a bit, but she kept her lips on mine for over five minutes. Unlike father and daughter, we kissed, and I owed it all to her as she let it happen. Needless to say, I got onto her sexy side, too, so we both were happy to proceed.

I felt her butt vividly and kept my hands moving slowly, and after another minute, she slowly parted her lips. "I love you, Daddy."

"Oh, I love you, my sexy young lady. This is wrong, but you're drop-dead gorgeous."

"I know," she added, before grabbing my schlong. "Is that okay?"

"I'm not complaining."

She kissed me again and backed away a tad giving me a better view of her tits. She stroked my rod as I eyefucked them hard. I still didn't know what to make of her exactly, but of course, all signs pointed to it being better than heaven.

"Grab them, Dad; they won't bite."

I slathered my lips for a few seconds, and then I calmly moved my hands to them. Even though they weren't as big as her mom's, I still had to jolt a bit. She didn't speak a word and just watched the results all the while; she kept giving me a mean hand job too.

We both breathed heavily, but I attacked her with my breath a lot more. She failed to whine about it and just let it happen. I couldn't move my hands too much; I just felt those delicate moneymakers and let the incest thrive.

"These are wonderful, Britney."

"And you have one solid dick too, Dad. Would you like me to suck on it for you?"

"Oh, I'd love that, you dashing woman."

She kissed me again and calmly backed up a tad and leaned to my cock. "Just watch the cum, Daddy; I don't want it on or in me just yet," she warned me, before taking it into her mouth.

"Oh, that's dually noted, Britney, I understand perfectly," I moaned, setting my hands on her head. "I love you, you're the best daughter in the world, period."

We glared at each other as she gave me oral pleasure. I surely didn't know what I was in store for, but of course, she had me more than investing in getting with her after only three seconds. I already felt her boobs and butt, but having her mouth on my cock blew that out of the water.

She moved her lips ever so slowly and locked eyes with me too. She didn't look away even for a second, but it was more of a challenge for me too. She didn't even have to pressure her lips down there; just feeling them was mind-blowing enough.

I caressed her head the whole time, but I felt to be more and more on edge as time went on. I surely didn't know how we'd keep this a secret from her mom, but it was too great not to do by then. Even after she gave it twenty pumps back and forth, I felt almost to be in love with my daughter.

I surely knew it was that simple, but something to be reckoned with indeed. I couldn't put my finger on how I formed my crush, but it could've been more apparent that it was there. She kept both hands on the bed and just let her lips thrust ever so slowly.

I felt my cock getting harder and harder with every passing second, and even after only a couple of minutes, I was on the edge of the edge. I broke eye contact numerous times, but she didn't seem to mind. I moved my head around nonstop and surely pressured her head.

She didn't say a word or show any discomfort at all. She just sucked my pecker like the beyond wild chick she seemingly was. I fought like hell to keep my eyes down on hers, but of course, she was making me feel on top of the world.

I felt her delicate lips moving back and forth slowly, which made my cock get harder, hotter, and wetter with every passing second. I could never know what in our heads made the sensation such a sensation, but nothing and no one was about to stop us.

"I haven't measured my wood lately, but you're going at least half down on it, so you're out for blood, aren't you?"

She nodded and pressured my crotch a bit more to ensure at least my cock was to stay put. I did my best not to scream, so I tensed up my body the best I could to fight the pleasure, but it was all futile. She was fishing with dynamite; it seemed, so she was gonna do her best no matter what.

I moaned and slathered my lips as she continued to watch me react to the thrills. After another minute, she pushed her lips down on my pecker a bit more. That only made me shake even more, and I moved my hands all over the back of her head, neck, shoulders, and her back too.

I wanted to feel her badly. I couldn't see her in that position, but it didn't matter. We connected as father and daughter so much more in the past twenty minutes than we had through the first nineteen years.

I felt so good that I even let a few tears on my face. She saw them, but didn't stop sucking even for a second. As she saw my face again after I arched my back, she smiled at me, and I felt the love. I had to smile back at her and blow her a kiss.

That got her to rise with me. "Did you like that, Dad?"

"Yes, all too much. You're not done, though, are you?"

"Do you mean you want to keep cheating on mom?" she asked, before kissing me.

"Don't say that; I know it's wrong, but you're dazzling, and I can't help it," I added, feeling the backside of her body. "You're even more stunning than your mom at her age. I just barely met her then, but it's true. Please don't tell mom about this; the last thing I want to do is break up our family. I love you to death, but sex with you can't replace our family," I explained, feeling her all over back there.

"I understand, Dad, don't worry, I can keep this quiet, but you better not let it on to mom when you see me around her in the future," she warned me, before kissing me again. "Although, if you want me to unleash my crazy side for you again, you can just tell me, and not masturbate with my thong," she warned me, dropping back to my cock.

"I thought you were mom, smart-ass," I giggled, feeling her head again. "I had no idea you were the one in there, Britney, but I'm so glad you were though now. That feels so damn good, hun, you're a fucking angel, I swear. Your mom has never made it this sexy, but you're making her look bad now. Keep going at me like that, and I swear, I'll buy you that car. I'll get it in fifteen minutes if you want."

"Deal," she added, letting it out and kissing me. "You do have a crazy daughter, dude, so you better take advantage. I don't know how much sex you and mom are having now, but if you need to see your smoking daughter again, you know where I live. You may feel my butt anytime you want, I promise," she made clear, before blowing me again.

"Oh, shit, you might just have a deal. You're evil, Britney, I had no idea you could be like this, but I do not hate it," I praised her, caressing her head. "I swear, I love so much more now. Please let me cum on your boobs though, I swear, I won't get any on your face. You're making me want it, though, now. I want to show you the love I'm feeling now, sexy daughter."

She calmly released it yet again. "Fine, Dad."

"I love you."

"I love you too; I wouldn't be here helping you cheat on mom if I didn't love you."

"May I kiss you again, Britney?"

She rose with me without letting go of my schlong and kissed me yet again. "You may kiss me all you want, Daddy. You just have to treat me right, and buying me that car would be a good start and make sure you do not cum on my face," she warned me, before crawling off the bed.

I moved to the edge and let my legs hang off too. She reached out to my legs and helped herself to my pecker again. She took it back into her mouth and looked at me also as she let her lips thrust. I felt her head again and let my mouth open widely too.

I felt my daughter suck the life out of my cock and make me feel like one fucked up father, but feeling pretty damn good in the process. She pressured her lips on my cock a bit more and pushed me further towards the edge, but I made myself stay upright with her.

"You're crazy, Britney, but in a good way. Yes, give your dad a sexy blow job as you look at him. You found out that he has a crush on you, even if it happened by accident, and now you're, making him feel good. I've felt you a bit, but I want to feel your whole body while your mom is gone. How long will she be gone?"

She shrugged her shoulders and held the base as tightly as she could. All I could do was sit back and enjoy every single bit of pleasure she wanted to dole out. With every passing thrust of those marvelous lips, she pushed me further to the edge, and I even had to grab the mattress.

I held it tightly and scrubbed the floor nonstop too. That only made Britney smile and suck even harder, so she made herself to die for indeed. With the constant eye contact, she demonstrated that she was definitely in it to win it from me.

She not only pressured my pecker with her lips, but let them move all over it with them sliding numerous times too. I moved my body forward and backward so many times, it appeared I might have been having a heart attack, but it was just a daughter attack, so to speak.

After another minute, she angled her head forward again and let her mouth thrust even more. That was when I covered my face with both hands and fell back. That didn't stop her from pleasing me; she went on full force.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, Britney, you're almost there. You're the sexiest devil there is, I swear. I'm going to cum so hard, you're gonna drain me."

"Good, I don't need you cumming inside me when you make love to me, Daddy," she said, stroking it.

"True point," I moaned, covering my face again.

I felt the hottest thrills I could imagine at that moment because she made my defenses go down far enough to where I couldn't hold my load for another second. I felt it go through my system quickly, but it took its time when it came out though.

I couldn't even see where it all went, but she did say she didn't want it on her face. I desired to have it on her boobs, but I couldn't force myself to see it. It still felt better than I could ever imagine indeed. I wasn't sure how much I gave her, but I knew it was a lot, though.

"Oh, you got me good, Daddy."

I viewed the work I did for her and yanked her to me.

Even with my seed all over her boobs, I encased my arms around her and pasted my lips to hers. "I fucking love you, Britney."

She didn't say it back, but I didn't need her to, though. I heard her giggle somewhat, but she didn't bring her lips away from mine. I felt her all over her backside yet again and indeed relished it the most I could. After a moment, I made sure to feel her mushy behind too.

She giggled again, but we kept making out for over another five minutes. I wasn't sure how long either of us could go, but we seemed to be more than curious to find out. We pressed our lips together harder and harder as time went on, so we were playing chicken, it seemed.

I felt my systems going haywire indeed, and as much as I didn't want to, I had to give up and push her lips off mine. "Damn, how can your lips not be tired?"

"I strengthened them with your dick, Daddy," she let me know, rising and bringing my hands to her breasts again. "You may feel me; there's no need to be ashamed; your horny daughter accepts you for who you are, a sick, but loving freak."

"I want to feel you, Britney, but I want to fuck you more."

"Well, do you have your jizz under control?"

"Yes, I'll do it for you, Britney," I muttered, gently pushing her down to her back.

I grabbed my schlong and aligned it with her pussy, and peeked back at her. "I swear, I've never loved you as much as I do now," I made clear, before pushing my pecker into her slit and grabbing her thighs. "Fuck yes, I'm cheating on my wife with my crazy, but beautiful daughter," I moaned, before leaning to her and kissing her. "Now I'm feeling your body, Britney, and you have an amazing figure. I almost want you to be in porn to show it off. I said 'almost,' though."

"I understand, Daddy, now make love to me with your big schlong. It's already hurting my twat, but push it in there deep and get off while fucking your daughter, you sweet and handsome man."

I leaned to her and kissed her. "You got it," I mumbled, before thrusting my wood.

I couldn't be sure how her cherry felt exactly, and she already showed some tears. Although, I couldn't be sure what they were from exactly, but I'd sure find out soon. We kept our eyes on each other again and let the chemistry between us grow more and more by the second.

I surely didn't know how we'd feel after I reshot my load, but I'd find out the results no matter what happened again too. I surely knew everything was completely consequential and loving, but of course, wrong as I was cheating.

I stayed close enough to feel her tits, but only slightly. I felt them drag on my chest a bit, but of course, the real prize was my dick as it felt the foreign destination known as Britney's snatch. I let it go in and out ever so slowly and made her jiggle somewhat each time.

Neither of us said a word for some time, but eyeballed each other like hawks. Although, we did smile at each other from time to time. During those other times, we featured overwhelmed looks that only meant we loved each other and wooed one another flawlessly.

I felt my cock going nuts, and Britney already felt my load building, but I managed to hold it back the best I could under the special circumstances. I surely leaned to her to kiss her from time to time and left her smiling each time too.

I also felt her bush rubbing on my flesh, too, so she was the total package for me anyway. She tickled me a bit down there, and I clutched her thighs too so I could hold her in place the best I could. Fucking her made her a little uncontrollable, but we worked together to stay calm.

She had her hands on my back the whole time, and she massaged it for me too. So, she made me feel good that way also, which translated to mental and physical spikes. I looked into her brown eyes so many times; I practically had the image of them memorized.

She licked her lips so many times; mine practically slipped off them every time I kissed her again. Every time I did, I kept it short and sweet. I wanted to keep my member moving in and out slowly and made her cherry feel it all too well.

After a few minutes, I did increase my speed a little bit, but not enough for her to officially cry. I saw the tears continue to appear on her face, but she didn't let them get the better of her. She fought the thrills just as I was indeed.

I made her twitch and bite down on her bottom lip too, so I had all my bases covered with her too. I did get her to start cheesing as I broke eye contact a few times. She knew that I had my limits as well and waited for me to hit mine too.

"Tell me you love me again, Daddy."

"I love you, Britney, you're a fucking angel disguised as a devil."

"Damn right, don't be afraid of hurting my cherry, Dad, shove it in there deep, and make me cry. All you have to do is kiss me to make it better."

"Okay, sweetie," I added, before kissing her again and arching my back somewhat. "Wow, you have just a stunning body, I swear."

"It's okay, Dad, get all the gawking out of your system now because it'll be weird in front of mom."

I laughed and continued to thrust my pecker. Neither of us said a word for a few more minutes. We said everything with our eyes and movements. I made love to her, even when I was up a bit, and she reveled in it just as much.

I obviously couldn't know what she was like when she did have sex with other guys, but at that moment, she looked at me like nothing else mattered. She continued to lick her lips, make kissing faces at me, and shed a few tears too.

Just as she told me to, I kissed her as I saw more than a few tears due to crying. We managed not to speak for over ten minutes; all the while, my cock vibrated and felt so much better than when I ever fucked Joan.

I had her boobs moving a bit, but I didn't let that distract me, though. I saw it as so much more than a hot fuck, but the best emotional screw of my life. I couldn't deny it because I had her in the palm of my hand, and I let our relationship grow into something special.

I felt the toll coming upon my back too, but I fought through it all nonstop. It was all worth it and seeing Britney smile at me as she did, made cheating on Joan completely worth it. As I knew she was making me want to cum inside her to risk it for the biggest thrill, I knew she won.

She won me over just by being my daughter. It didn't hurt that she had a sexy body, but it was her that made me melt when I saw her naked in the shower. From that first minute, the war was already won, and nothing and no one was gonna take that from her.

"Oh, yes, I'm feeling it now," she moaned, closing her eyes. "Damn, mom must treat you right because that schlong is harder than a rock and expanding my beaver more than ever. I don't think any guy I'll ever hook up with again will measure up to you, Daddy. I think you might be ruining me for other guys."

"Don't worry, babe, your daddy will find you a guy to make you feel good come hell or high water, I promise."

"Kiss on it?"

I leaned to her and kissed her yet again. That time, we both encased our arms around each other, and we made out yet again. All the while, my pecker remained inside her. Even as I quit thrusting, I still felt my schlong pulsating and going nuts.

I moaned nonstop the whole time I was kissing her, but yet, she didn't even take that as a sign she was making me go insane. She kept kissing me, and we both got so acquainted with each other by then, our relationship would never be the same.

I felt her breasts getting more and more squished by the minute, but she didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, she even tightened her grip around me. I even felt my cock expanding even more from that, so it felt like she was poking at my load.

We pushed our lips together harder and harder with every second, but after a few more minutes, I had to yank my lips off hers and my schlong out of her too. "You're crazy, Britney, but the sexiest fox on the planet, though," I endorsed her, before stroking my wood.

She didn't speak and just watched me before I needed to let my load come firing out. Once again, I let my seed come out right onto my smoking hot daughter's figure. I jolted a bit more with each shot, but made sure to get her the most I could.

I never felt so good, but yet so wrong at the same time. So, as soon as I was done, I climbed back onto Britney and kissed her again. We only made out for another minute, but then I sat down and leaned back on the wall.

She came to me and got over my crotch. "Is it safe to say you love me more than a daughter by now, Dad?" she pondered, guiding me pecker to her slit.

"You could say that, Britney," I replied,To continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.