Muscle memory signaling it was time to go fuck my daughter. I'd even stroked myself while the chorus of female laughter floated up to my bedroom, but ...hings quieted down before I could make myself come. In the silence, all I wanted was Callie. My hand would not do.2:47 A.M. I gave up arguing with myself. I'd considered taking one of my wife's pills to let unconsciousness maintain my control. My brain's idea, but my brain was never making the decisions when it came to Callie. Those were made by. . He was pumping his dick inside of me and every now and then I kept saying "eye".. "eye".. and then he started to kiss me on my neck making me relax and taking more and more of that dick deeper in me.Once he was all the way in, he started to hit it real good and bent me over and was slamming that dick in me. He was going so deep in me I wanted to lay down on my back so I could feel that big dick in that position. At one point he went so deep I jump forward off his dick and told him I wanted to. But, here we were, undressing to share my parents’ large shower while they were away for the weekend. And it was all I could to try to suppress the butterflies I felt. "You're stunning," I said. I fought the emotion I was feeling. She only smiled and turned her back as she pinned up her pretty blonde hair. The natural light from the tall window made her fair skin glow with radiant perfection. Her cute butt faced me, her pink butthole visible when she bent down to pull pins from her bag. I. As Eric’s cock was starting to wilt, she could feel her inner walls contracting “Dad, that was sensational, you’re a fabulous lover, we must do this over again?” Nina whispered lovingly in his ear. Eric slowly eased her away from him his hands cupped her face; he then lowered slightly, allowing his cock to exit. “Baby that shouldn’t have happened. I don’t know what came into me?”“Dad, it takes two to tango! If you shouldn’t have, should I have let you? I thoroughly enjoyed it, and yes I’d like.