“Brooklyn…”
She moaned, muffled by the cock hitting her throat. It pistoned in and out of her awaiting lips, hitting the back of her throat each time. Brooklyn was building quite a sweat. But she didn’t stop. Oh, how could she stop when her father’s cock was buried deep into her mouth?
“How close are you, daddy?”
John trembled. “Close, princess.”
“See? Not so bad, right?”
Brooklyn continued to slurp at her dad’s cock, swallowing the pre cum and awaiting the warm baby batter to enter her stomach.
For several minutes she sucked at his cock, thrilling at the meaty and salty taste of his thick prick as it glided in and out of her mouth.
“Wait a second, daddy.” Brooklyn opened her mouth and let go of her father’s cock, leaving John with a feeling of longing. She took off her hoodie, revealing her bra struggling to hold her breasts in. “How do you like them?”
John froze. He wanted her bright pink bra to be removed, but the father in him hated his feelings. He hated the sensations he was receiving from his own daughter. He didn’t want to take off the bra.
And he didn’t have to.
Brooklyn slowly unclasped her pink bra, allowing her massive globes of flesh to hang out in the open. They weren’t the biggest, but they were incredibly firm, smooth, like velvet. Like her mouth. Like her pussy.
John stared at his daughter’s nipples, which stared right back at him. “Brooklyn, I love you. You know that?”
“Of course I know that, daddy,” Brooklyn moaned. She pressed her lips against her father, their tongues writhing and battling with wet saliva. “I love you too. I’ve been wanting your cock for so long. Ever since I was a kid.”
John groped at his daughter’s fleshy globes, playing with the hardened nipples sticking out. “This is so wrong.”
“It’s incest, daddy. You know this is illegal? You know what we’re doing goes against everything society has every said.”
“I don’t care what society says.”
“I don’t care either, daddy.”
Brooklyn kneeled down, placing her father’s hard cock in between her fleshy globes. She started to move up and down, allowing her father to fuck her breasts.
She looked up at her father as his cock pistoned in and out of her tits. “Daddy, this is what fucking me feels like.”
“I can’t wait to do that, princess.”
“I can’t wait either.”
The warm globes enveloped John’s cock over and over again. The wet slapping of her tits against his cock soon filled the small bathroom. And soon enough, he knew he couldn’t hold it in any longer.
“I’m going to cum, Princess.”
Brooklyn grinned. “I want to taste your baby batter, Daddy. I want to swallow my sibilings.”
She swallowed his cock into her throat once more, this time staring up at her father with her bright blue eyes. “Give me that cum, Daddy. I want you to cum for me.”
John stared at his daughter taking his cock in her mouth. At the breasts bouncing up and down. He never could have imagined it to feel like this.
“I’m coming!” John cried out as his cock expanded in her mouth, filling up every crevice in her throat.
“Yes, Daddy, cum!” Brooklyn chanted, not caring if someone else heard.
John erupted as squirts of white baby batter and semen flowed into his daughter’s throat. She coughed as the liquid overwhelmed her, her warm sibilings running down her throat and into her stomach.
Brooklyn stood up, slurping at her fingers and trying not to waste a single drop of cum. Her face was flushed, her hair was messy, and John could see specks of cum on her lips. She was beautiful. “How was that, Daddy?”
John could feel his cock hardening as he stared at the half naked sight in front of him. “We can’t do that again.”
Brooklyn rolled her eyes, kissing him hard on the lips. “Whatever you say, Daddy. Let’s go meet up with Mom. I want to ride the Space Needle now. I think it’s been longer than ten minutes.” She grinned.
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