We all lay still for a few moments, catching our breath. With each passing second, I felt my stamina returning, thank God. It was really something, let me tell you, to sit there, my cock standing out in the open, as I looked over the glistening, sweaty forms of the two gorgeous, curvaceous naked babes laying entwined in lesbian intimacy, all breasts and hips, legs and abs, wet, aromatic pussies, asses and slender arms, delicate fingers and lovely faces, long, wild hair... They were feminine sex incarnate, squared, and glowing like amber hot coals in post orgasmic bliss. Both of them hot, sexy women, grown from innocent girls before my eyes, over the years. And one of them my own flesh and blood.
"Hmmm..." Kelly groaned, rolling over onto her back across the body of her best friend, who lay smiling in joy beneath her, and onto the floor, stretching like a cat, "Gaaaaaaaaddddddd..." Her face was perfect, more beautiful than her Mother ever had been, but reminiscent of the girl I had fallen for all those years before. High delicate cheekbones, sparkling green eyes, long, flowing red hair, like flame made of water spilling out onto the floor. Soft, fleshy lips, now free of the lip-gloss she wore earlier, undoubtedly now all over Amy's pussy. Lips perfect for kissing, for sucking cock, and for smiling. In short, I suddenly realized my own daughter was the most beautiful woman I'd ever beheld, and to think I almost went through life without noticing.
After a few more seconds, my Darling Daughter's eyes lost their unfocused glaze, and I saw reason return to them. Then they focused on me. "Daddy," she said in a pity filled tone, "you didn't cum... you're still hard!"
At that her friend came back to reality, her head snapping my direction. "Mr. Morgan, Jeezz... you're still hard? Wow, what a stud..."
My daughter rose to her knees and crawled right over to me, only a few feet, the distance closed almost instantly, and my daughter pulled herself up between my legs, her naked arms resting against my legs, still in pants, her face only a half a foot from my leaky pipe, standing out from my open fly. Behind her, Amy rose to her knees and watched.
"Daddy..." was all my baby girl said before she leaned forward, her mouth opening, tongue resting against her lower lip, and slowly took her Father's manhood into her soft, warm and wet mouth.
"Haaahhhhh," I gasped, a sudden drawing in of breath. Despite the fact I'd watched her strip, despite the fact she'd eaten pussy in front of me, even despite the fact she'd watched me jerking off, the fact that my own daughter was now sucking my cock was a freight train, and my poor mind was a hobo on the tracks. Reality dissolved around me, and I became a big Daddy cock, in a warm, sucking Daughter mouth, and that's all. I was vaguely aware as Kelly wrapped one slender fingered hand around the root of my tree, her tongue lapping at my flowing sap. Vaguely comprehensive of her other hand raking over my chest, across my abs, feeling my muscles up under my shirt.
Then I felt another delicate hand behind my head, fingers twining into my hair, and gently a soft but firm breast was pressed to my face, the nipple centered on my lips, and instinctively I began to suck.