Mom was away for the night

Father –

My body thrust up and down onto the massive object penetrating me. I was naked. Dad was naked. We were having sex. We were fucking. Daddy and daughter. I would feel that same juice inside me that mom felt when she and he conceived me sixteen years ago.

“Dad. Please, at least don’t cum inside me. Please stop.” It was the same stuff that made me.

My fingers pads pressed hard into his chest as my eyes squeezed tighter and tighter shut. I repeated those words inside my head over and over, ‘Dad, don’t cum in me.’ My body pumped harder and harder into his stiff frame. I was naked. He was naked. My dad and me.

I was seconds away from losing control. I moved faster and harder. I wanted him to cum deep into me so bad. ‘Dad, don’t cum in me.’ My face inhaled his chest. Pound, pound, pound. That was it.

My body thrust into orgasm; my vagina squeezed and convulsed onto my dad’s cock. Seconds passed before I felt a hot stream of liquid splash into my cervix which blew me immediately into another orgasm. Dad was cumming in me.