Squatting On Daddy’s Cock : Anal Incest 47

Daddy had been a gym nut for as long as I could remember.  He practically lived there some days, and his body was a testament to that.  I started copying him in my teens and now, at twenty, I had a body that I was finally happy with.

I loved my ass and showed it off often, much to Daddy’s dislike.  I discover he covets it and I flaunt it in front of him, but his resolve has limits.  A private session at home sees us go too far, and I swallow him right up in my butt and take everything he has to offer.

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Daddy got to the floor between my legs, and I stood over him giggling.

“That’s crazy,” I laughed.

“Don’t think you can do it?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Prove it.”

I took the weight of the rack and dropped all the way down until my ass bounced of his chest.

“Easy,” I told him.

“Try again,” he said.

I watched daddy shuffle beneath me in the mirror.  I knew what he was planning, and I was there for it.

I squatted again and this time I didn’t hit his chest.  Instead, I put my pussy right on his face, just like I knew he wanted.  I held myself there.

“Good enough?” I asked.

“Perfect,” he said, his voice muffled.

“What do I win?” I asked him, getting to my feet.

“Try it again and I’ll show you.”

I chewed the inside of my cheek and dropped myself again, focusing on my technique in part, but also focusing on smothering his face with my pussy.

Daddy’s hands held me this time and kept me there.  I could feel his tongue swirling against the thin fabric and delighting my pussy beneath.

“Was that good?” I asked.

“Wait,” he said, and I felt him move his fingers into the groove of my ass.

He tore through the thin fabric there and stretched it wide.  I heard it tear, but I didn’t give a shit.

“Again,” he said.

I dropped to him and felt him slip my panties aside.  This time my soaked mound of flesh clasped perfectly over his mouth.

I put my hands on his chest for support and just sat there.  I didn’t think about how he was my daddy or how wrong it was, or that he was cheating on mom or anything.  All I thought about was how amazing his mouth felt as it danced over my pussy.

I sat back on him and smothered him with my ass too, leaving daddy to his own devices as I began to rub at his stiff cock.

I took him out of his shorts and marveled at his thickness.  It looked like his cock had been doing exercises too.  It was so big and burly, like it would have its own biceps if it could bend in half.

My hand worked up and down along him and I could feel how turned on he was to feast on me.  It made me excited to know how excited he was.  More than that, it gave me a boost of much-needed confidence that a guy like daddy, who could get any woman he wanted, chose me.  I was the most dangerous of all his prospects and yet he must have deemed it worth it.

I wanted to swallow his cock, but I didn’t want to break the connection my pussy had made with his mouth.  From the position of his hands, daddy didn’t want that either.  He held my thighs to keep me on him, shaking his face and running his tongue over me quickly.

I started to grind across him, and without realizing I began to offer my asshole to him.  Daddy’s tongue darted to it and tickled it.

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