My youngest daughter is the only one of my hotties who is really a daddy’s girl. Hell, I’m not even sure who half of their fathers are! But I think that’s a good thing, because my little one’s dad doesn’t really have anything to do with her, which messes her up more than my daughters who don’t give a shit about knowing their pop.
He’s a holiday dad, and even then, you can’t always count on him to actually show up when he says he will. When she does get to see him, I know she’s an angel for him and does everything that a good daughter should. He absolutely loves to get head so she was sure to practice really hard to make him proud. He must not like fucking his daughter’s mouth very much, or something. He’s pretty much as unseen as the wind, around here.
So she compensates and gloms onto every older man I bring into the house. She doesn’t care much for the young bucks, but when I have a more mature date home, she’s all over him like white on cum. She sits on their laps and strokes their beards or stubble, giggles at their dry humor. A real doting daughter type.
Inevitably, her little body rubbing on their laps gets them hard and she does the “Oh, your boner surprises me” thing that good little sluts do. She giggles and slowly slides down the seat until her head is right by their crotch. She teases and massages it a little, then gets to work doing what she hopes her daddy would like for her to do to him and sucks whatever middle aged man meat I brought home for her.
She’s really good, takes after her mama in more ways than one. She knows the slow start/fast finish method and has already pretty much gotten rid of her gag reflex. And every last one of my dates that she blows says that she gives the least toothy blowjobs they’ve ever had. That’s phenominal!
The one thing she isn’t really good at is swallowing, she’s still perfecting that. She looks absolutely beautiful with cum dripping out of her mouth, but maybe if she figured out how to suck down that semen her dad would want to be around her. Who knows?
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Mommy’s Big lactating tits have always been so much fun to suck, play with, and squeeze. My paws have never given them a chance to relax, and I know daddy hasn’t either because she’s always pregnant! My mom’s a true slut just like me, and that means we often debate the best way to slut and fuck. It’s not fair though, she’s got such massive jugs! How am I supposed to compete with that and get all fucked and pregnant myself! Grandpa’s seed is my favorite, but it’s just not as fertile as it used to be, so I need all my babies to come from either my brother or father or uncle. This time I had a hankering for Daddys girl phone sex, so it was absolutely going to be his juicy cock spurting massive globs of baby batter into my lower bakery. I just had to find the perfect opportunity, and sucking my mommy’s tits seemed to be it. He snuck up behind me and popped his dick in my sopping sloppy pussy. He gripped my hips hard and used them as handholds to buck and fuck my tight cunt like a toy that he so generously made. I’ve never been able to resist daddy, nor did I want to, so my own hips sought about rocking and sliding and jackhammering onto his cock. Never to be outdone, mommy stuffed my face into her tits and teased my father with just how hot it was to have me sandwiched between them. Funny thing was, I don’t think he needed to be teased. I think he grasped just how powerful the moment was just fine. The evidence was quickly finding its way spurting and overflowing into my wet pussy. I was designed for Family fucking and I’ve been told that I’ve never disappointed.
I snuck into my daddy’s room for some Daddy / Daughter phone sex with a smile on my lips and an eager shine in my eyes. I had mischief in my heart, but mostly I had cunt lips down below trying to drip at just how horny my idea had made me. I slipped into his bed, took in his mature muscled frame, and went deep. Daddy woke up not to his little girl riding or jerking him off – no that’d be too easy – but to his little girl slurping his balls. “Faauu-hi.” He groaned, looking down at me after a few seconds of blinking blurry eyes. “Morning.” I didn’t answer him, I was too busy sucking, and when it was clear he was awake to appreciate my skillful tongue bath I sucked them into my mouth to tease and lather with every ounce of horny capability this slutty whore mouth had gained over the years from Daddys girl phone sex. It wasn’t until his groans and needy hard daddy prick got too big against my face that I let him go with a wet ‘pop’ and throaty moan. “Tasty as always daddy.” I teased him, before lifting my head up, to suck up his tip and go right back down his cock one bobbing lick at a time. I’m not a patient girl, never have been, especially not for some Incest sex, I wasn’t about to let him hold me off while he got his bearings. I wanted his cock deep in my mouth squeezed between my cheeks and I wanted it right then, not in ten minutes. I ignored his groany protest, ignored the hand on my head urging me to slow down, and I milked him hard into my lips until I started feeling him twitch and throb and overflow millions upon millions of my little sisters and brothers onto my tongue for me to swallow up as a pre-breakfast meal, or at least a pre Kinky phone sex meal.
