I am a very busy daughter, according to my dad, Dan. And he knows exactly what I do. Every day, I come home and go straight to my room, slamming the door behind me, strip, and start to furiously rub my little cunt.
God, I live to masturbate. My daddy knows that too. That sick fuck loves to listen to my bed squeaking with my hips, the moans from my porn videos, my excited gasps floating down the hall to his waiting ears. I know he strokes that hard cock, and it drives me wild! I'm not sure how I can ignore the deep throb in my pussy whenever I think about it, but deep down I know that's why I'm such a horny piece of pussy.
Why, just today, I made my dear old daddy watch his little girl soak her bedding with pussy juice! I know he didn't mind it though. I put on a very good show for him: gasping as I imagined his hands fingering the swell of my breasts and pinching my nipples, his tongue soon following suit as he would suck them deep inside his throat, his warm cock pounding inside my cunt as his hands gripped at my ass cheeks, my walls rippling around his length as I whimpered for more of my imagination.
I knew he would cum hard like he did. Even though I was moaning real loud for my daddy, imagining his thick fingers moving in and out of my tight little hole, I could definitely still hear his low moan of pleasure as he came hard in his hand.
I had been rubbing my aching clit soothingly for a few minutes after we had come together, but my hopes of him bursting into the room to ravage my body were dashed to bits as he retreated to his sofa. The bastard!
Only a few minutes were spent as I grew horny again, and this time, determined. Picking my naked body from the bed, I strolled down the hallway to my father. His black hair was glinting from the sun as I could hear the slippery sounds of his hand stroking his inflating cock. My own juices had slicked my thighs as I walked.
Daddy turned his head when he heard the pitter patter of my tiny feet and his eyes widened in fright and shock as he drank in my naked body.
“A-A-Anna!” he spluttered as he attempted to hide his hardened member back inside his pants. His attempts were to no avail as the strain forced his dick head out of his fly. My heart was pounding only because the object of my desire was gleaming with pre-cum in front of my eyes. I licked my lips greedily as I bent down in front of him.
My hand wrapped around his meat pole and stroked up and down his shaft eagerly. The base was thick with cum even though he had shot his semen not long ago and it was beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off the sight if I wanted to, and I certainly didn't want to. What I wanted was to make him moan my name and fill my mouth with his creamy cum over and over again.
He made no futile attempts to stop me from licking his tip—probably too shocked to do so—and ran my tongue slowly down to the base and back up to the tip. My tongue flicked over his piss slit slowly, my hands traveling up his legs to rest at the crevice of his groin and thigh.
Our eyes were open and staring into each other as I licked and kissed my daddy’s lovely cock, my fingertips ever so gently caressing his scrotum. Every brush of my fingertips glazed his eyes with an extra coat of lust until I began to massage his balls slowly. My fingers softly squeezed on his right testicle as my mouth tenderly suckled his left, my tongue savoring the salty taste of his skin.
I groaned with him as his head was thrown back onto the back of the sofa, his eyes undoubtedly closed with pleasure. With the slightest of movements, I felt his balls jump—a sure sign that his cum was beginning to boil over. His hand took a grip on my hair between the soft strokes his fingers made through my locks. “That’s it baby, suck daddy’s cock. Suck the cum out of me,” he urged me on desperately, his hand pulling me off his nuts and forcing me around his cock.
My warm mouth locked onto my daddy’s fattening cock as my tongue played underneath his length. His moans grew louder and evolved into yells as he released a sizable load into my mouth. I hungrily drank it all and swallow every last drop. After I could feel that he was unable to spurt out any more hot cum for his good little girl, I sucked the last drips from his delicious cock.
I licked my lips as I reveled in the taste of his salty cum and looked back up at him. He was disheveled on the sofa, panting for air as he softly rubbed my cheek affectionately. His cock had wilted in my hand by the time he could bring his eyes back to mine.
Without a thought, I stood and kissed him on the lips. I made him taste his cum on my tongue by shoving it down his throat, our tongues dancing together like choreographed snakes. Biting his lip, I slowly pulled back to stare him in the eyes.
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