Matching Daddy : Anal Incest 71

I match with daddy on a cam-site but don’t know it’s him until he puts me in a naughty position and then rushes into my bedroom!

Read as he joins me and replaces the pens in my ass with his own stiffness, pumping a load into me while a stranger watches on in awe as we let her in on the incestual anal sex adventure!

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“Daddy!” I cried, turning on the bed and covering up quickly.

I winced as I felt the sharpies move further up my ass, but I wasn’t about to slide them out of me with daddy standing in the doorway.

It was then that I noticed daddy wasn’t wearing anything.  He was just standing there with a big, hard, delicious-looking cock on display, and it was then that the penny dropped.  After staring at it for twenty-minutes, I’d recognize that cock anywhere.

“You—” I began.

“Do you still have the sharpies in your ass?” he asked, stepping into the room.

My face was red, and my heart was pounding.  Looking at daddy’s cock on the laptop screen was one thing but having him fully lit in front of me and being able to see his bouncing, throbbing length for real was a completely different story.

“You want to see me come, right?” he asked.

I nodded, holding the duvet across my chest.  For some reason all my coyness had returned, even though he’d seen everything.

“Then watch,” he said, and he sat on the end of the bed, stroking his cock.

I was frozen with excitement as I felt his weight on the mattress, bouncing slowly as he looked down at his cock and started to enjoy himself, just like he’d been doing in the room next door.

“Oh, Carla,” he moaned now, and to hear him say my name like that gave me a thrill like nothing else.

“Come for me, daddy,” I whispered, looking at the pleasure etched across his face.

He stopped and looked at me.  “Go doggy for me,” he said.  I guess it was his favorite position.

Tentatively I shifted the duvet down and daddy caught sight of my bare tits for real.  I turned over and showed my ass, then I put myself on my hands and knees and pointed my filled butt in his direction.

The sharpies were still in there, all three of them.  Daddy sucked a breath through his teeth as he saw them.

“I thought it was you pretty early on,” he said.

“And you didn’t stop?”

“Would you have wanted me to?”

I smiled.  “No.”

It was so fucked up, but so true.  I liked what I saw, and I’d never thought before that daddy could be an object of lust.  I liked other people’s dads so much that I forgot that mine was just next door.  If snatching someone from their wife was sinful enough, then snatching daddy away from mom was even crazier.

Daddy put his hand out and touched my ass.  He started to squeeze it, and I closed my eyes, hoping that he’d explore me further, but being too shy to say it.

“That’s such a hot fucking ass,” he said, rubbing and squeezing.

The bed continued to rock as he worked his cock, but it was clear that his own orgasm had taken a back seat while he focused on me.

His thumb pinched at my butt and started to move further into the cleavage until I could feel it moving the pens inside me.

“I think we could replace these with something else,” daddy said

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