Greg lowered his head, his eyes still on the TV screen."Daddy, I'm so horny. Will you fuck me?" Kris whispered, knowing that she would have never had ...he courage to say those provocative words to her own father if she hadn't heard him fucking with her sister, Jody.Greg gasped and his eyes left the TV. He looked down at Kris and she looked up at him, nodding."Are you sure?" Greg asked thickly, his cock going hard."I'm sure," Kris said, no longer whispering.With a grin, Greg took his daughter by. Ricky moved up and rubbed his cock against her lips and as soon as she opened her mouth she knew for sure that it wasn't me that was having his way with her. She moaned loudly and took all of it that she could and acted like a woman starving to death. I had never seen her like this before, she was stretching and writhing on the bed, sucking the largest cock she had ever had and humping her pussy in the air as far as she could like she was looking to have her pussy filled at the same time.After. How long did I maintain that peaceful rhythm? I haven’t the slightest idea. I was once again living instant by instant; consumed by the sensations and emotions I was feeling, hoping that each instant would last forever. Mom’s pussy felt so good-but, then, good was hardly the right word to describe a sensation like no other in the world, the combination of heat, wetness, and smoothness caressing my cock with each stroke. Smoothness wasn’t quite the right word either.The inside of Mom’s pussy had. The smell and taste of her pussy made me realise how much she smelled and tasted like her mother.The scent and attraction of this illicit coupling only fueled my desire for her. It was so incredibly wrong, yet it felt like something I had to do. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she writhed in pleasure screaming for me not to stop. I ate and savored her, hungry for more, eating her faster and more intensely . I was licking her wet sloppy little cunt, sucking up her juices with the enthusiasm.