Then she spins around and her big smooth cut cock waves back and forth. It's as big as mine, maybe even bigger, and I can't help but stare at it, at h...r, at this gorgeous creature."Do you like it?" she asks, and I hear the uncertainty in her voice."Yeah, I do, baby. Come here."She sits down on the sofa and we start making out and groping each other again. She's smooth everywhere. She opens my pants and takes my cock in her hand. I rub her tits and hold her by the back of the neck, under her. She responded to his kindness, even smiled when he entered her room, but she resolutely refused to try and speak. She would answer to her name when he said it; looking up or glancing his way at the mention, but she didn't make any vocal attempt to converse.They did become closer though; often touching shoulders as he talked at her, sitting side by side. Her nakedness was unnoticed by him, so familiar had it become. He cut her unkempt hair then, brushed out the tangled mess, teasing out knots. “I’ve wanted to do this to you since you were twelve,” I gasped into her hair-covered ear.“Daddy!” she gasped.“You shouldn’t have let me do this,” I panted, still in rabbit mode. “I’ll never stop. Not even after you’re married.”“Ohhh Daddy,” she whined.“You’re mine, and you’ll always be mine.”“Okay,” she huffed. I’m pretty sure at that point she’d have said anything to mollify me. I was really pounding her.“This is my pussy,” I growled.Suddenly the world went crazy and tilted. It wasn’t until. "THIS is how I have been wanting it," Heather said."Oh yes, baby. It feels so good." This is the way we've been doing it, every time I've masturbated for you." Oh, Heather. I've had you so many times. So many ways."Heather took the same position I had taken, holding herself up with her arms. Then she began thrusting her body back, slamming my cock up inside her. I lifted my hips, matching Heather's thrusts, pounding my daughter's pussy while she rubbed her tits on my chest."Yes," she exhaled,.