Vintage Vinyl Virgin : Anal Incest 72

A father shows his daughter the wonders of vinyl records, regaling her with tales of his youth as he introduces her to music she’s never heard of before.

They listen to a song that reminds him of his first anal sex experience, and his daughter is keen to attach her own sexual memories to the tune, helping her daddy reminisce in the naughtiest way possible!

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Harlowe closed her eyes too.  It was amazing to feel her father’s hands on her like that.  She wriggled down on him and felt the stiff slab of flesh against her sex, separated only by the thin material of their underwear.

“What happened next?” asked Harlowe.

“She started to jerk my cock,” answer Martin.

Harlowe put her long nails inside the waist of her father’s underwear and started to pull it down.  She watched the hair that trailed down from his navel become thicker and more coarse.  Then she saw it.  It was just the hilt at first, but it looked thick and impressive.  Then suddenly she saw the smooth tip, shining beneath her like a beacon that she couldn’t take her eyes off.

“Daddy,” she gushed, gripping him in her fist quickly.

Harlowe could feel the power of it.  She relished the grunt that her father made when she started to tug it and felt as though she was in control.

Martin was happy to cede control to her.  He sat beneath her like a virgin of old, filled with nervous energy but for a completely different reason now.  It wasn’t his inexperience that he was afraid of, but the fact that his own daughter was jerking his cock with a mind on doing something even crazier.

Martin looked down and watched her hand tugging him.  It pulled upwards as though it was trying to milk the cum out of him instantly.

Harlowe was trying not to let her own inexperience show.  She channeled that brave Catholic woman, trying to take control and dominate her father despite the age difference.

“Look at that,” hushed Harlowe, staring down on the beautiful, thick length.

She worked it dangerously close to her sex, feeling her pussy salivate as though it was anticipating the meal to come.

“That’s so good, Harlowe,” said Martin, looking up at his daughter.  He watched her tits shake on her chest as she beat him in her fist.

“What did she do next?” asked Harlowe.

“She slid her panties over …”

Harlowe did just that, showing her father the sculpted landing strip and the virginal pussy below it.

“Then she rubbed the head of my cock along her folds until I was soaked.

Harlowe rose up on her knees, targeting beneath herself with her daddy’s thickness.  She touched it to her delicate folds, sliding it back and forth along the channel and feeling it pick up her juices instantly.

“Oh, daddy,” she groaned, rubbing the head of his cock against her clitoris.

Martin swallowed and clenched his fists, trying not to bolt.  He was so impossibly turned on that he could feel the precum leaking from the tip of his cock as his daughter worked it against herself.

Harlowe couldn’t distinguish it from her own excitement.  All she knew was that her groove was soaked and slippery, and her daddy’s cock was starting to slide over it more easily.

Harlowe held him at the entrance of her sex, teasing slightly.  She dropped low enough to feel herself open over her father, closing her eyes tight as she did so.

“She didn’t put you there,” she said afterwards, as if she was reminding herself.  She breathed so deep that Martin could see her tits rising and falling on her chest as it inflated.

“She worked the juices around her ass and then …”

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