Strapped In The Sex Swing : Anal Incest 34

Mom and dad used to get up to some wild stuff, so when I find his sex-room after the divorce I can’t help but investigate.  Daddy catches me at the worst time, when I’m strapped into his sex-swing with no hope of being freed.

I feel so vulnerable and turned on and daddy can sense it.  When he tells me what he and mom used to do in this thing I’m more intrigued than ever, and with my butt in the air and my hands tied, he takes me in a way I’ve never had it done before!

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I saw his hand grip his cock.  It was obvious that what was inside was stiff and ready.  It’d be nice to see the Sybian’s inspiration for real.

“Show it me,” I purred.

“But, Tori,” he began.  “What would mom think?”

“Screw her.”

Daddy laughed.  “If I don’t screw someone, I’m gonna burst.”

“I’m waiting.  I’d pull it out myself, but my hands are a little tied.”

“Just how you like it?”

I angled my head up at him and caught his naughty smirk.  “You know me better than I know myself.”

Daddy went for the buttons on his shorts.  For the moment I stayed looking at him.  I wanted the reveal to be sudden, just like discovering the basement’s secrets.

Daddy’s hand moved and I watched his shoulder bounce a little.  When I looked down again it was to the sight of his beautiful, hard cock, lurching over the waist of his boxer-shorts.

“Much better,” I hummed.

I didn’t have time to take in anymore of it.  Daddy started to move it to my mouth and soon all I could do was open up and let him inside.

His thick cock pushed past my lips, and I tried as hard as I could to keep my teeth from touching him.  He pushed inside and sighed as though he was dropping into a warm bath.

“That’s it, Tori.”

He wrapped my hair up in his fist and held it.  I sat suspended and helpless, but the parts of myself I could use, I did.  I flexed my tongue along the underside of his glorious cock and tried to open my throat as he pressed into me more.

My face reddened and the veins in my scalp burst outwards as I fought to breathe over daddy’s delicious thickness.  Eventually he pulled back with a grunt and I watched his spit-covered cock come into view.

“Good girl,” he told me, and he crouched to the floor and held my cheeks together with one hand until my lips looked like a fish’s.  He kissed me and I kissed him back.  Afterwards he pressed his forehead to mine.

“I’m gonna fuck your ass,” he said.

A smile started to creep across my lips.

“I want you in my ass, daddy,” I whispered.

“You’re getting me in your ass,” he said confidently.

He spun me around until my butt faced him.  I hung there at his mercy.  He moved his fingers into the waist of my panties and pulled them under me until they were off my ass and tucked between my calves and thighs.

“That’s it,” he said joyously, rubbing at my ass.

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