Too perfectly, as the throw he’d laid over her didn’t cover her below mid-calf. He jolted upright and stood. Alyssa wore no underwear.“Fuck! Fuc...-fuck-fuck!” he swore. Burned on his retinas was the image of his daughter lying splay-legged, her smoothly shaven genitals clearly illuminated by the lamp at her feet. “Fuck!” he spat, turning around. “For God’s sakes, Alyssa! What is wrong with you?”Fuming, wanting to hurl the lighter and joint into the darkness, he kicked the chair aside, shielded. He just started crying quietly. I felt my cock start to throb. I was going to cum soon, so I took it out of his ass and watched the spit and blood drip out of his now gaping hole. My dick had blood on it and some specs of brown at the tip. I turned him over and took my hand off his mouth. When he opened his mouth to scream i shoved my dick down his throat. He gagged as I started to shoot into his throat. When I took it out I let him go. He ran straight to the bathroom, just as I had intended.. I continued to lick her pussy. After about 10 minutes, she sat up sliding her pussy down to my dick and slowly slide it into her nice wet warm slit. she rode my dick for a good 20 minutes up and down and rotating her hips in circles. I wanted to just cum all inside her pussy, which wouldn't be the first time. Instead, I pulled out and bent her over got her asshole wet by licking it (it was clean she had just showered) then slide my dick in. She loved anal just about as much as getting her pussy. As we walked towards his house I could feel my cock rubbing against the lacy panties, and a slight wetness against my fingers as I subtlety rubbed my cock through my pocket. I had a good feeling about this.We got back to his place about 7pm, It was getting dark and being a bit of an easy drunk the 3 beers I’d had at the pub were starting to take effect so I went to the toilet while John put on a DVD and grabbed another couple of beers. In the toilet I could only manage to squeeze out a little.