Anal Incest 4-Pack : Books 29 – 32

Dirty daughters taking it deep in their butt for the first time in painful, rough anal sessions at the mercy of their own daddies!  It’s some of the naughtiest erotica on the planet – come see if you can handle it!

Stories include Anal Incest Books 29 – 32: ‘I Saw Daddy’s C By Accident – Now I Want It In My A,’ ‘Breaking And Entering My A,’ ‘Up All Night On Daddy’s C,’ and ‘Daddy’s Magic Hands.’

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“Harper,” he hushed, and he moved my hair away to see the sinful contact between my mouth and his cock.

I put on a show for him, twisting my fist up and down whilst probing my ass.  It was tough to keep the rhythm at both ends of myself.

“Don’t forget your ass,” Daddy said.

I tried a third finger, pushing it and feeling myself stretch.  I moaned but my cries were stifled by his cock that filled my mouth.

I rocked my head over him, jerking him with my mouth and getting the both of us ready for what was to come next.

Daddy pushed my head down until I had no choice but to take him in my throat.  It opened over him, and I felt the discomfort of having him lodged in there.  I couldn’t even wretch.

“You naughty slut,” Daddy said, and then he pulled me off him.

I gasped upwards like I’d emerged from being dunked in water.  The spit stringed from my mouth.  My eyes welled with tears, but I wasn’t unhappy.  Far from it.  I’d found my place.

“Take off your top,” he instructed.

By now I did everything he asked without question.  He’d stripped me of disobedience.  I pulled my fingers from my ass and removed my t-shirt.

“And your bra,” he said afterwards.

I leaned away and popped the clasp, tossing the garment off to the side and showing Daddy my true form.  His eyes ran over my tits.

He stood up and put his cock straight back in my mouth, pushing it deep and keeping it in my throat.  I felt him fill me like that all over again as he slid into my neck.

“Keep your ass open!” he yelled.

I put my fingers frantically to my ass and pushed them inside.  They spread up and widened my hole again.  When Daddy was satisfied that they were back where they belonged, he pulled back his cock and afforded me another breath.

I breathed deep, looking at his beautiful, spit-covered cock.  It was shining in glossy saliva, as though he’d already came and his cum was sheathing him like shrink-wrap.

“On the bed,” he said.

I got quickly into position, falling forwards into the plush duvet and keeping my fingers in my ass.  I pressed my face against the soft fabric and showed my ass to him.

Daddy stood at the end of the bed, undressing without care in front of the tall, floor-to-ceiling windows.

When I looked back, he was naked and staring down at my ass, like he was transfixed and hypnotized by it.

“Take them out,” he said.  “Spread your ass.”

I did as he said, pulling at each cheek.  I could feel that my ass was still wide open.

“Look at that,” he hushed, jerking his cock from behind.

“Put your cock in me,” I moaned.  “Please.”

“Is that what you want?”

“Yes, Daddy!  Please!  Please fuck my ass!”

Shit, who could deny that?  I felt his weight arrive on the bed.  He spat again and this time I felt the saliva strike my asshole.

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