Just Fuck Me Dad

“Don’t make a sound. She’ll never know. ” Dad whispered back, ensuring me. With that, I slipped off my shorts. I didn’t wear underwear anymore, so it was easier for Dad to get to me. He lifted my shirt up, so he could suck on my tits, and he plunged his massive cock inside my twat again. He was such a good fuck. He pistoned me from every angle, and each stroke made me want his cum more. I started to moan, but Dad put his hand over my mouth, “Not a word. ” he repeated as he continued to ravish my young pussy. How could I not moan for twenty minutes? That’s impossible. His dick is just so good, and he fucks me so well. Damnit, Dad. How can you not moan? It’s hard not to moan when you’re fucking anyway, but when you’re fucking your daughter, it should be impossible. Dad was stifling his moans as hard as he could, sucking or biting my tits to keep from screaming. Dad’s dick was becoming too much, I was gonna cum, but I couldn’t scream. I grabbed a pillow next to me, and shouted into that as I exploded onto my Dad’s enraged cock. He smiled at me, and continued his furious pounding.

Then, he slipped out of me, and bended me over the edge of our couch, and plowed my pussy from behind. He enjoyed the view of my luscious ass bouncing on his incestuous cock. He fucked me long, and hard from behind, he grabbed hold of my tits, and yanked on them as he plowed further into my cunt. I couldn’t tell how long we were fucking, but mom was still in the kitchen cooking. It was amazing that we hadn’t made a noise in all the fucking we were doing. Then, Dad turned me back on my back facing the other way, and shoved his member into my pussy once again. The more he fucked, the more I loved it. He drove his cock deeper and deeper into me with every thrust.