I shuddered, slamming into her. My dick buried into her pussy. I slammed deep and hard. I fucked her with passion. She whimpered. Moaned. She undulate... her hips, stirring her cunt around my dick. Her green eyes stared up at me. She put her glasses back on, smeared in streaks of jizz.It was so hot. So sexy. My daughter was my slut. I slammed to the hilt in Dusk, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock. Her youthful cunt squeezed about me, bringing me closer and closer to that. Every sharp word or villainous offense that ever passed between us dissolved away in that instant."Michael, I want to be your slut. I want to belong to you, to be used by you. What you did to me just now - the way you made me feel - I want more of that. I know that I have been a real pain in the ass bitch to you, but I want to change. I want to serve you and service you like this forever, Michael. Please, please tell me I am your slut. Please? I will be good, I will do anything you ask of me, I. Our suite on the third floor was exquisite, and had a spacious patio overlooking a park, another hotel, and the beach. My wife (from whom I am cordially separated) and our other two kids were expected to join us in four days. The reason for this expensive two-week vacation was Serina. She was turning eighteen in four days, and was enrolled to begin college this fall. With her living on campus six hundred miles from home, it meant that I wouldn’t get to see her but a few times a year. I wanted. “I've only seen his dick on cam before... I really want to see it in real life.” Then an idea popped into my head. I realized I had not yet given him a towel so I slipped inside the bathroom. I yelled over the running water, "Hey Kev I left a towel for you on the counter." And then I slipped out of the bathroom. He yelled back, "Thanks Kali! Appreciate that!" I had my first voyeuristic experience as I peeked through the door to make sure he got the towel, just as he stepped out of the shower.