Daddy's darlings: sweet young things

"FUCK ME DADDY! I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE! PLEASE FUCK ME!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs in a high-pitched voice.

Daddy was teasing me. He bent forward at the waist and kissed the nape of my neck lightly with puckered lips. The kiss rang loud in my ears with its smacking noise.

Then Daddy once again straightened his back. He threw back his shoulders. I strained my neck so that I could look back at him. Our eyes met for a moment. Daddy could see the urgency in my face. He began to fuck. Daddy pulled his dick out of my cunt just as slowly as he had pushed it in. He didn't stop withdrawing until only the tip of his dick was inside me, keeping the inner labia parted. He took a deep breath that completely filled his lungs and paused. Then he made a grunting sound that let all of the air out in a burst and stabbed forward with the lower half of his body as hard as he could, driving the entire length of his humongous dick into my pussy in one fell swoop. I let out a grunt and felt great pressure behind my eyes. For a moment I thought my eyeballs were going to come popping right out of their bone sockets. I had no idea that my pussy could go from empty to full so quickly – and I have to admit that I was more astonished than hurt by the suddenly stabbing of my inner cunt. Daddy began to fuck me with a smooth steady motion. He continued to move his hips from side to side a little as he plowed, which gracefully enhanced the superb pleasure I was experiencing. His cock was thick enough so that the underside of the shaft was rubbing directly against my clit. As he fucked the love button was battered blissfully. I could tell that he wasn't going to have to fuck me for long before I would have my second sexual release of the incestuous coupling.

"FUCK ME HARDER! OH GOD! DADDY! FUCK ME HARDER!" I screamed.

Daddy steadily picked up the pace of his hip movements as he went along.

I could feel my inner lips being pulled and pushed by his motion.

I decided that the vaginal come was superior to the clitoral come.

This was because the fuck was going to make me come repeatedly. Not once or twice – but more times than I could possibly could, or would ever want to.

Daddy had his hands at the sides of my hips and he was gripping me so hard that his fingertips dug into my flesh – and I imagined his knuckles turning wide. I could hear his panting getting worse by the second. My breaths were very short and close together as well. I was once again drenched with the steamy perspiration of my sexual exertion.