Daddy’s Milking Table : Anal Incest 68

A daughter, Devon, builds a milking table for a customer, but wants her daddy to test it out while she sits under it.

Devon and her daddy are on opposite sides of the table, each fantasizing about the other.  Eventually Devon asks her father to try the table for real, and it’s then that the milking can begin in this incestual story of virginal anal sex.

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Devon started to move her hand slowly, dragging it down her daddy’s cock like she was truly beginning to milk it.

“I can see why they call it milking now,” said Devon quietly.

“You can milk me,” said Paul in hushed tones.

Devon tugged at him and had a deep yearning to do more.  She sat up on her knees and tilted her head, smelling her daddy’s hot cock.

“Oh, Devon,” hushed Paul, sensing from her breaths that her face was close to it.

The tension alone was almost enough to make Paul come.  He held his breath and squeezed his hand into a tight fist.

“Daddy,” whispered Devon, and her breath caressed Paul’s burgeoning thickness.

She opened her mouth over the tip and felt the smooth, taut crown slide inside.  Above her Paul moaned, and it seemed to ignite something inside Devon that made her pussy burst with juices.

She started to rub at her crotch, holding her daddy with only her lips and pushing her head up so that more of his inches filled her.

“Devon that’s so good,” hushed Paul, closing his eyes to imagine the view from beneath.

He tried to picture the scene like he had in the videos, filling in the blank space beneath him with thoughts of Devon undressed, working her pussy while sucking along his cock.

That dream was fast becoming a reality as Devon undressed, trying to keep her mouth around her daddy’s cock as much as possible while she did so.

She popped her lips off him to take off her t-shirt and bra, then she took down her panties and overalls and lay on the dustsheet completely undressed.

“Put me back in your mouth,” groaned Paul.

Devon did as he commanded, only this time she rubbed her pussy to the sensation.  She could feel against her lips how hard her daddy was, and his arousal fueled her to be just as excited.

Her fingers slipped over her wet sex and soon Paul could hear the unmistakable sound of her soaked flesh clicking against itself.

“Are you playing too?” he asked.

Devon hummed in the affirmative, and Paul felt the vibrations shiver down his cock.

His balls filled with cum, but he didn’t want to deliver his payload yet.  He wanted to know how far Devon was prepared to go.  He’d seen enough of these videos to know they involved more than purely fellatio.

“I’m playing with my pussy for you, daddy,” said Devon, popping her lips off her daddy’s cock and gasping in her breaths.  “It makes me so wet.”

“How wet?”

“This wet,” Devon said, and then Paul heard her moving beneath the table.

Devon pressed her butt up into the air and sought out her daddy’s cock.  With some effort she managed to angle her pussy up at the hole, going up on all-fours and pressing her face down towards the ground.

Paul felt the wet flesh slipping around his cock.  He had a deep urge to guide himself inside, but the table made things difficult.

Instead, he was left to wait in hope, and the anticipation of that excited him further.  He knew already that when he finally came, it would be one of the biggest cumshots he’d ever let off.

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