“Daddy!” Becca squeals flinging her arms around me. I’m still stunned but I pat her back robotically before shaking off what just happened. I...not only just checked out, but almost hit on my daughter. 18 has never looked so becoming and as I pull back and give her one more once over I realize this feeling in my gut isn’t going anywhereWe grab a bite to eat before heading home and all I can think as she slurps up pad thai is how lucky the god damn noodles are. I shake my head. What is wrong with. She screamed into my mouth as she lost her cherry and she stopped fighting. I let her body adjust to the amount of my cock I had in her then slipped a little more into her. I had to do that four times until I was fully inside of her. After she had adjusted to my full length, I began to fuck with, at first, long slow strokes. As soon as I could feel her fucking back at me, increased the speed and force of my fucking. I never broke the kiss as I fucked her, breathing through my nose just as she. Looking at him as she removed her panties, stuffing them into her purse, closing the purse before slipping two fingers inside herself. She heard the sound of her fingers as she began to move them in and out, twisting them as she slammed them back inside her pussy. She too was close. The sight of his hand, the sight of his hand pumping up and down. She watched as she saw his angry looking cock head, as it grew red at every stroke. She slammed her fingers in and out of her pussy, she felt her. Allison wouldn't look at me and I was afraid to make eye contact with her. I mean, I'd seen her playing with herself. I might not have been doing it myself, but I did have a vague idea how it all worked and I knew what she was doing to herself.It was just too embarrassing. I wished for the hundredth time that I'd left when I first stumbled upon her. But even as I wished it, I knew that I couldn't have, even if I'd wanted to. Watching Allison masturbating was something I'd remember for the rest.