I wasn't supposed to feel that way about her. I looked down to see that my cock was filled out to it's maximum 8 inches tenting my boxers out for a mi...e. "I don't know angel. Dads and daughters don't normally do that sort of thing together." Tiffany frowned and said "Don't you think I have titty fucking tits daddy?" She then sat up in bed and stuck her chest out for maximum effect. "Of course I do angel. Your tits are beautiful. I couldn't help but notice tonight when you didn't close the door. " We got up and fixed a late lunch and when we finished around four PM she asked me to get her a box from the garage and I said, sure, and went to get it and almost had a heart attack. In the garage sat a car, but what a car! An XKE. British Racing Green with tan leather upholstery, a 1967 "E" Type Jaguar Convertible. The sexiest fucking car ever designed. With a huge red ribbon tied around it. That's the biggest damned bow I've ever seen. It must have been four feet across. I have no idea how. Daddy scooted back and sat on his knees between thighs. I would never forget that sight. Daddy's cock stretched, over my soft round belly, about sixteen inches from its hairy waist. My forearm paled in comparison with its girth. Daddy's cock head reached my solar plexus. I was five feet and six inches tall and any woman of my height can measure that distance from her pussy."Daddy, please take me," I whimpered in a sweet little girl voice I rarely used over the preceding few years.Daddy nodded. He sort of started me moving up and down. I felt my naked, open pussy rubbing on his hardness through his pants. I pushed my hips forward up against him. Our kiss became hotter, more passionate. His hands gripped my butt and pulled my cheeks and pussy open further. He pressed us tighter together. His hips pushed forward and I rubbed on him all the harder. He slid me down until I was sitting on the edge of my bed. He was standing between my legs, right in front of me. The big lump in his pants.