I’m leaving.” “Fine; leave.” I said slipping out of my cami. “Why did u do that?” “Need to put a bra on, cami is much to revealing under...my sweater. My nipples stand straight out and we can’t have that can we?” I brushed past him and moved to my dresser watching him closely. He stood watching me in the doorway of my bathroom; watched as I slathered lotion on my legs, watched as I started to slather my arms. “Hey Zack, I mean Dad, can u get my back?” He mumbled something about “this being so. .u suddenly stand back up directly behind me with your cock resting in the crease of my ass as i wriggle back against your thick erection... i feel your girthy glans slide on2 my taut hole then u press the pulsating head deep in2 me... i moan softly & whisper under my breath" oh yes !! oh god yes !! that's what i need !!! " as i feel the wide ridge slip past my sphincter feeling it stretch 2 accommodate your girth.... i start 2 press my butt back hard against u 2 let u know that i wanna feel u. What did that cum taste like? she wondered. In order to find out she turned her mouth into a cunt, fucking her dad's big prick with it instead of giving him a routine blow-job. She clutched his balls, priming them.As he'd been advised by his daughter, Bud Underwood had still not spoken. But now, down below, he groaned like an animal between her legs as she sucked his prick up above toward the bursting point.When her father's hips began to buck, Millie reacted to the telltale signs, temporarily. You groan and reach down, entangling your hands in my hair as you hold my head steady and start bucking your hips. I run my tongue up the length of your shaft, my hands never stopping their stroking of your monstrous beauty. When my mouth gets to the head of your cock, I see the glistening precum there waiting to be devoured.I lick the precum from the head of your cock, reveling in its sweet taste and know that I'm going to be enjoying the taste of your sweet cum. I bury the head of your cock.