Anal Incest 8-Pack : Books 57 – 64

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 57 – 64: ‘Hard C’s In The Rear View Mirror Are bigger Than They Appear,’ ‘Daddy F’s Her A On Her Wedding Night,’ ‘Daddy In My A In The Mud Cave,’ ‘Sister Takes Daddy’s C In Her A,’ ‘Daddy In Her A In The Woods,’ ‘Daddy Poses Nude For Her,’ ‘Riding Bull,’ and ‘Daddy Uses My P C To F My A.’

Read An Excerpt

“Are you going to …” began Abigail eagerly, but she couldn’t bring herself to ask.  Douglas never ate her pussy.

“I need a midnight snack,” smirked Michael.

He pushed his daughter back onto the mattress and she giggled as she fell into its plush embrace.  Her legs kicked open and Michael saw her perfect petals.  She had a gorgeous symmetry, and a soft tuft of blonde hair just above the hood of her clitoris.

“This should fill me up,” Michael said, staring.

He moved his face forwards and Abigail held her breath.

She looked down her naked body to the shocking sight of her daddy’s serene face moving in for the kill.  He opened his mouth wide and then it disappeared.  Abigal was left to focus on the sensation of her father’s wet lips arriving around her sex.

“Fuck!” she burst, letting her head fall back against the mattress.

Michael tasted her sweet sex by plunging his tongue as deep as he could first of all.  Her wetness broke in his mouth, and he moved it back up along her folds with his tongue, slathering all of her pussy until it was a glistening in a glaze of their excitement.

He targeted her clitoris and flexed his muscle over it, jostling it stiff and strumming as Abigail whimpered.

It was her first taste of head, and she couldn’t contain her excitement.  Her pussy started to contract, and Michael realized after a moment that the signs were all pointing to climax.  Her breaths raced faster, and he felt her whole sex fill with lusty blood.

Her pussy puffed up and then Michael probed deep with a finger, feeling her muscles grip around the intruder as though they didn’t want him to leave.

“Daddy!” she burst, and it was the most beautiful thing that Michael had ever heard.

He worked his finger through her O and tongued at her clit as she came, feeling the flex of her muscles on his face as she lost herself.

“Don’t stop!” she wailed.

Michael continued, sticking out his tongue and pressing it hard against his daughter’s sensitive flesh.  He moved it all around and then, caught up in the moment, he pinned back her legs and targeted her asshole.

The shriek from Abigail’s lips became more excited.  She giggled in the wake of it, rolling back her eyes as her father focused on her forbidden muscle, working it wide.

He could taste only the cum from her pussy, and Michael moved it there with his tongue, circling it around the reluctant muscle and working it wider.

Abigail could see her pussy lips now, and beyond them the eager, determined face of her father.  His maw was wet with her cum, and his tongue worked tirelessly at her hoop, stretching it wider millimeter by millimeter.

Michael tugged at his cock, assessing its stiffness, then he pulled his daughter to the edge of the bed.  She wasn’t anywhere close to being able to host him, but Michael wanted to try.

“I’m saving my pussy, daddy, remember?” she said, biting her finger.

“It isn’t going in your pussy.”

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