I banged her crotch with my loins, the smacking sound filled the room. She was moaning and groaning and mewing with ecstasy, my own grunts and growls of passion were animal noises of carnal delight. The sofa rocked and squeaked from the workout we were laboring at. The air was filled with the aroma of sweat and heated bodies and sex fluids that dripped down our legs. My pace picked up. She knew what that meant. Looking me straight in the eyes she told me by her gaze that it was not just okay for me to cum in her, but it was a necessity, she demanded it, it was a completion that was crucial to our coitus as a bonding and spiritual uniting. All that was sent to my head without words, just the expression of love she had told me those volumes.
Then I had no more time to think as the automatic instinctual urgencies overcame all other actions. Call it sin, all it wrong and awful and a crime; but I fucked my daughter and she screwed me back just as wantonly. I climaxed in her, shooting a huge load of jism, as she too peaked with her orgasm and flooded around my driving dick in her pussy. Our cums seemed to have after shocks, as my pulsing was throbbing for several moments and she had secondary small paroxysms that slowly dwindled to a calm peace. My penis lost its tumescence and slithered out like a fat worm backing out of its lair.
Then she laughed. "I knew if I could have you catch me in the altogether, that you couldn't resist me seducing you."
"Well," I retorted, defending my honor, or what little shred was left of that excuse for not giving into my base incestuous lust long held in check, "you aren't actually completely undressed, you have stockings and boots on."
"True, and my necklace as well." She held up her lucky charm for us both to see. I knew the day you gave this to me, that we would be lovers someday. Momma was fearful of that, because I was so free spirited and pretty and a little sex-pot. But I wasn't afraid, I knew I just had to wait until the moment was right. All those mornings I lay in my room naked as the day I was born and hoping you'd walk in on me. I always left the bathroom door unlocked, and why do you think I ran around the house in such skimpy clothes all the time. But dear trustworthy daddy never would make a move or do anything naughty, though I know you'd sneak a peek when you saw me in my scanties."
"So I arranged to be in the most seductive pose I could, with a freshly fuck cunt in full view." She reached up and began to stroke my tool which was regaining its turgid condition rapidly. "Oohh!" she cooed, "I think your whopper is getting a second wind, papa!"
"Indeed, my darling kinky kitten," I agreed. "If you'll turn around and get on your tummy, I'll show you what your mother's favorite position was."
"Oh, goody!" said my little Miss Pussy 'N Boots, as I once more entered the haven any man, even her father, would want to occupy.
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