"Mum, do you really have to go to the spa with Aunt Trixie today?"

"Yeah, mum! Can't we go too?"

Chilli, the mother to two mischievous Australian girls, crouched down and patted both their heads in turn, offering them a wry and apologetic smile. Her daughters, Bluey and Bingo, were often quite clingy, but she didn't mind-- she loved her kids, and their eagerness to spend time with their mum was endearing.

"Bluey, Bingo..." She began with a sigh. "Sometimes, even grown ups need time to play with their own friends. Does that make sense?"

"Oh, like when dad and his brother play squash?" Bluey asked, and Chilli nodded sagely, glad that her daughter understood. Behind the young canine, Bluey's father, Bandit, came out from the living room and approached the front door. He smiled down at his wife before reaching down to ruffle Bluey's head.

"You can hang out with good old dad whilst your mum's having some quality time with her sister." He assured Bluey and Bingo, who peered up at him and then looked to their mother, smiles on their faces-- though they were going to miss their mother, they could at least have lots of fun with their dad!

"Alright, girls. See you later!" Chilli sighed and straightened herself up, turning down towards the patio. As she hopped down the stairs, she turned and waved, and Bluey and Bino stood by the door waving fervently at her.

"Bye mum!" Bluey called.

"See you later!" Bingo called out shortly thereafter, mimicking her mum. Bandit smirked down at the two of them before he ushered them inside, shutting the front door. He had no intention of taking them out today, but they had plenty to play with at home, both inside and out in the garden. 

He'd barely moved a few steps back down the hall, however, when he paused; Bluey and Bingo stood there expectantly, blinking up at him with peculiar smiles on their faces. Bandit, for once, found their expressions hard to read.

"...What is it, girls?" He asked with a frown. The two cubs exchanged a glance, before they began to giggle.

"Dad," Bluey began. "Can we play that game that mum isn't meant to know about, now that she's not here?"

Bandit's eyes widened before a flushed expression washed over his face and he awkwardly shifted on his feet. He knew his girls to be adventurous and direct, but this was...well, very early for this sort of thing. Just the mere thought had his body tingling and he chuckled awkwardly, looking down at them. They stared up at him with a wide-eyed, puppy dog-like gaze that made it difficult for him to refuse. The game they were referring to was particularly simple: it involved their privates. There was nothing more to say about it other than that-- except perhaps that they've been playing this game for the past 6 months, often at Bluey's insistence.

"Girls," He began sheepishly. "It's a little early for dad to be so...excited. Why don't we have lunch first?"

Bluey visibly pouted and Bingo looked over at her, before doing the same. Bandit felt guilty, but it was for the best; thankfully, he knew how to appease them for the time being.

"We can play later, okay?" He suggested, and that was another for them-- their pouting faces subsided, and they went along with it. Bandit blew a relieved sigh and turned, his adult sheath jiggling in clear sight as he padded back down the hallway towards the kitchen. He, much like every other person in town, didn't wear clothes-- it was simply how their society operated. As a result, men had their sheaths visible all the time, and women effectively exposed their intimate parts as well. Thankfully, most had self-control...well, in public, anyway.

With that, Bandit got started on lunch-- a sandwich worked just fine for both Bluey and Bingo, as it did for him. Bingo, however, was at the tender age where she was a little picky about her food, but Bandit knew what she liked. As the two girls played in the living room, the adult canine made up enough for the two of them and then a larger sandwich for himself, all made on sliced bread. Once he'd plated them up, he whistled to call them through into the kitchen and they bounded through moments later, chattering away as they got up onto their chairs.

"Eat up, girls," Bandit gestured. "And I made sure there was no mayonaisse in your sandwich, Bingo."

"Thanks dad!" Bingo beamed, reaching out for her sandwich and tucking in.

"Yeah, thanks dad!" Bluey chimed in. The two were peculiarly alike despite being 2 years apart in age; Bluey aged 7, and her sister aged 5. Despite being older, Bluey sometimes copied her younger sister, predominantly because she often didn't think things through sometimes. With a tired sigh, Bandit sat down at the table with them and they began to eat in silence. Sometimes they could be talkative at the table, but Bandit could sense that the two girls were having something of a silent conversation-- the way they looked at each other made it seem like they were scheming. In any other situation, Bandit would have interrogated them, but he was curious to see where they'd go with it.

After a minute or so of wordless eating, Bluey shifted in her seat and blinked in surprise when a piece of lettuce just so happened to drop from her sandwich and onto the floor beneath her chair. She let out a quiet 'oops' and glanced to Bingo, before she slipped from her chair and disappeared beneath the table-- Bandit presumed it was to pick up the food she'd dropped, but to his surprise, he felt a sensation that was altogether familiar, and a tingle of excitement rushed up his body.

"B-Bluey, sweetheart, what are you doing down there?" Bandit asked nervously as he shifted in his seat and leant back to look under the table at his 7-year-old daughter. Bluey sat between his thing, spread legs, her blocky muzzle pressed up against his inner thigh, closer towards his sheath more than anything else. She looked strangely mature wedged in between there, but then she started to giggle like the cub she was, reaching out to fondle his fat, adult sheath and balls with both hands.

"Dad, I want to play butcher. Can I?" She asked it so nonchalantly that Bandit would have agreed, if he didn't measure her words properly. His eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

"B-Butcher?!" He exclaimed, and Bluey squealed with delight at his reaction. "Oh-- you're messing with me, aren't you, Bluey?"

"Yeah, dad!" She grinned up at him before turning her attention down to the member, glancing up at him with those puppy dog eyes once more after only a few moments. "But can I play, dad? Pleeeease?"

"Oh...okay, then." Bandit cleared his throat awkwardly and leant back, finishing off the last bite of his sandwich as Bluey's face brightened under his relenting, looking back down to his sheath. Bingo, feeling left out, slipped out of her seat and disappeared beneath the table too, reappearing moments later between Bandit's legs, which didn't surprise him.

"Okay, Bingo," Bluey began as she turned to Bingo, eyes twinkling with a mixture of delight and mischief. "I'll be the butcher, you be the customer, okay?"

"Okay!" Bingo was fully on board with her antics and Bluey seemed pleased, before she started to mime chopping meat up with one hand whilst cradling her dad's plump balls with the other. Bandit watched them with a mixture of fondness and arousal-- she occasionally jiggled the sack with her eager hand and that elicited a quiver of pleasure up his spine, which further coaxed the tapering red tip of his cock from his sheath.

After a moment, Bingo made a noise akin to a dinging bell, lifting her hand and mimicking the movement of ringing a bell, as if she were signalling her own entrance. Bluey turned expectantly to her with a brightness in their eyes that was visibly staged.

"Hello, madam!" The way Bluey welcomed her sister like a stranger made Bandit snort, and he had to hold it in to not upset them. "What can I do for you today?"

"I'd like one large sausage please, for a hotdog!" Bingo insisted in a haughty, 'posh' voice. She even made an attempt of closing her eyes and holding her pinky up, as if that made her look fancier.

"Why of course, madam," Bluey turned towards her dad's sheath and then frowned, looking at his tapered tip before up at Bandit's face. "Daaad, come on! I can't be a butcher without a sausage!"

"Well..." Bandit sheepishly smiled, his heartbeat quickening. "You're going to have to put in some effort to get me excited first, Bluey."

Bluey pursed her muzzle in a way that seemed far too mature for her age, but she seemed to understand-- after all, this wasn't the first time she'd coaxed her dad to get hard. She reached up with her spare hand and touched with the sheath again, pushing back and squeezing with her fingers. She knew that, beneath the warmth of his fur, her fingers would apply the right kind of pressure to the length of his hidden cock to encourage him to get hard, and Bandit's quiet groan of delight made it clear she was doing a good job. As she pumped her fingers, she did what Bandit had often taught her and started to jiggle his balls, bouncing them around in her small palm-- she could barely hold the both of them flat against her hand and was forced to curl her fingers to stop them slipping out of her touch, but she still jostled them nonetheless, knowing that her father really liked it when she did. It didn't take long for Bandit's member to swell to half-mast and then rapidly to its fullest length, the adult canine left panting, eager for more; his girls were so good at getting him going.

"There we go!" Bluey beamed at the sight before her before she slipped her hands from her dad's balls, cupping the underside of the veiny, knotted cock with her palm. She raised her other hand, stretching her fingers out into something akin to a karate chop, before she began to tap along the top of the member, making little 'cutting' sounds as she bumped the side of her hand with the pulsing cock. She mimicked cutting up the 'sausage' all the way towards the base, though she didn't bother with the knot, and even the light taps of her hand encouraged needy little dribbles of pre-cum from the end of Bandit's member, which dripped onto the floor by Bluey's leg.

"Here you are, madam," Bluey shifting the cock slightly, pointing it in Bingo's direction. "Your sausage, made to order!"

"Why thank you!" Bingo kept her haughty accent as she reached out, cradling the member with both of her 5-year-old hands. "I think I'll eat it now!"

She twisted her hands up to grip the member like one would a burger or a hot dog, curling her small digits around the circumference of the member. Bandit watched with a mixture of eagerness and anxiety as Bingo leant forwards, opening her mouth deliberately wide and showing off her array of young teeth, before she pursed her muzzle around the end of the member. Bandit hissed through gritted teeth and nervously shifted in his seat.

"N-Now Bingo," Bandit warned. "Remember what we said-- no teeth."

Bingo briefly looked up at him and Bandit's stomach twisted at the sight of her in that position, looking up at him with those attentive eyes, before she hummed her agreement and pushed down, sliding the member further into her small, young mouth. Bandit sighed quietly with delight and resisted the urge to push his hips forwards, letting her do as she liked-- he had no intention of being things uncomfortable for any of them. After a moment, Bluey pouted, and it seemed like it was her turn to feel left out-- much like Bingo, however, she more or less wormed her way into joining in. She shifted forwards and pushed her muzzle against the side of her dad's cock, sticking out her tongue and licking the underside, trying to avoid Bingo's hands.

"That's it, girls..." Bandit stuck out his tongue and began to pant like a dog, leaning back and closing his eyes as the two cubs dutifully went at it-- both were a natural at giving head, that much was clear; Bluey was particularly explorative with her tongue and tasted every inch of her father's cock whilst Bingo, conversely, took as much as she could of the member into her mouth, her little tongue flicked and sliding along the underside of the member as she swallowed the eager spurts of pre-cum that shot out from the end of the tapered tip. The more they licked, explored and sucked on his cock, the better that Bandit felt, his quiet panting slowly shifting into laboured groans. He didn't want to admit out loud how much his daughters turned him on when they were like this, but he also knew he wouldn't last long. Chances like these were few and far between in their lives; the last time had to have been at least a couple of weeks ago.

"Bingo, I want a turn!" Bluey complained, and Bingo abruptly pulled back on the member, gasping for air as she moved to the side.

"Okay." She panted, letting Bluey take the reigns. With a giggle, the young blue-furred canine shifted up towards the tapering tip and pushed her muzzle around it in the same fashion that Bingo head, pushing down and taking more of it than her younger sister. Bandit shuddered in his seat and let out a long groan of approval, reaching down to stroke his daughter's head and scratch behind her ear as Bingo lapped eagerly along the length, all the way down towards the throbbing knot.

"Ooh, right there, Bingo..." Bandit encouraged the younger girl to lick more of his knot, rolling his eyes up. After a moment, he looked down and stroked Bluey's cheek, caressing her as she started to pull back and push-- Bandit had taught them both how to suck his cock to the point where it had become a game for them. The thoughts of playing 'butcher' had long since left their mind and the two girls were instead focussed on the task at hand: making their dad happy. The slick sounds of Bluey's bobbing head started to fill the air as she picked up speed and spread her saliva all around her dad's cock, slickening up her movements over time.

Bandit's breathing slowly grew heavier as a warmth in his loins began to form, followed by a fierce tightness that he knew meant he was getting closer and closer to his orgasm-- as much as he wanted to edge and hold out for later, he knew he couldn't tell his girls to stop. Even as Bluey suckled and slickly blew him, all he could do was pant, overcome with pleasure. The feeling within him grew more and more intense over time, until he was huffing through his parted lips, right on the edge.

"Oh girls...girls...!" Bandit stretched his legs out and groaned through gritted teeth as his pleasure and desire reached its peak. It took everything in him not to coax Bluey down further onto his cock and instead he tried to simply stroke her head, approving of her movements as he felt his climax wash over him. His knot swelled vividly against Bingo's exploring tongue and his member twitched, quickly spurting thick, ample globs of cum right down his eldest daughter's throat. Bluey pushed at first and then quickly yanked back, coughing and covering her mouth and Bandit's member continued to twitch, splattering arcs of canine cum across her face and muzzle.

"Are you okay, Bluey? Ooh, cream!" Bingo checked on her sister before quickly turning her attention to the twitching cock, eagerly lapping at the tapered tip in an effort to catch what she could. Bandit shuddered from the stimulation, her fervent licking eliciting another ample spurt that shot right along Bingo's tongue. Bluey gulped and gasped, quickly recovering from swallowing too much-- she didn't complain, but instead grinned, joining her sister in messily licking at their dad's climaxing cock as Bandit watched, engraining the sight into his memory.

"Eager little cubs, aren'tcha?" Bandit remarked at the sight of them licking his cock, before Bluey pulled back, casting her gaze down and squirming in her knelt seat a little. She still bore cum on her face and Bingo made no effort to help her clean it off, neither did Bluey attempt to wipe it off.

"Dad..." Bluey began. "I'm...feeling all tingly again."

"It's perfectly naturel, Bluey." Bandit leant forwards a little and scooted his chair back, much to Bingo's annoyance. "Why don't we go upstairs and keep playing, and I'll help you with that tingly feeling. Okay?"

"Okay!" Bluey beamed, and Bingo looked between them before pouting up at her dad.

"Can I come too?" She asked, and Bandit looked at her with a bewildered expression.

"Of course you can!" He assured her, and she squealed with delight. Before he could even say anything more, both girls got to their feet and bounded out of the room. Bandit wanted to remind them they hadn't finished their lunch yet, but he didn't have to heart to-- predominantly because he was eager to 'play' too. With a lick of his lips, he rose to his feet and soon followed them, bounding up the stairs after them; he didn't have as much energy as them, though, and so took his time.

When he reached the top of the stairs and headed down the hallway, he spotted the two girls in their room, as planned-- it would be particularly bad if they 'played' on Bandit's own bed, considering it was meant to be a secret game that Chilli wasn't meant to know about. Bandit stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, his knotted member swinging back and forth with each movement and he approached the girls. The two of them were sat on the bed, eagerly awaiting him and already in the usual position they were in when Bandit wanted to play with them-- spread-eagled, with their hands up near their head.

"Good girls," Bandit admired the sight of them for a moment before he got onto his knees in front of the bed, mainly aiming for Bluey. "We're going to play...uh, 'shark' now, okay?"

"How do you play that game?" Bluey asked with a frown as Bingo shuffled closer, wanting a metaphorical piece of the action.

"I'll play the shark, and you're a swimmer in the water." Bandit explained it simply enough to her and she understood. The 7-year-old cleared her throat and quickly got into character, making splashing noises as she performed a butterfly technique with her hands, gyrating her arms and legs as if she were swimming through the water. With a smirk, Bandit crept his hands between her legs, his eyes on the prize: her soft mound and young lips, that stretched as she spread her legs out.

"Here comes the shark! Watch out!" Bandit growled and pushed his head forwards, burying his head in between her legs, deep enough for his muzzle to press up against her entrance. Bandit made playful snarling sounds, licking his tongue and pressing his teeth against the young pussy as Bluey squealed, instinctively squeezing her legs together against either side of his head as her hands went to his head, fingers curling against the black fur atop his head.

"Oh no, a shark! Save me, lifeguard!" She cried, making a gesture to Bingo before pushing her hands down against her dad's head. "D-Dad, the tickles...!"

Bingo rose to the role and puffed out her chest, sitting up a little as she tried to push at Bandit's head also, playing into the game. The adult canine pulled back, his knotted cock fervently twitching between his legs, and he lapped his tongue against the quivering entrance a little more before sliding a hand from Bluey's leg towards Bingo, reaching between hers in turn. His digits met with her entrance and he quirked an eyebrow as she froze and then leant back, giggling madly as her dad's digits swirled around her little pussy, spreading the lips and massaging the entrance with a single fingertip.

"T-The shark's caught me too!" She giggled and Bluey squealed in turn, laughing along with her as Bandit, satisfied, pushed his head down again and licked some more. His tongue pushed and probed against his daughter's sensitive flesh and he was delighted to feel it loosen under his assault, accepting his roaming tongue as Bluey's giggles shifting every so often into gasping little youngs, betraying the pleasure she felt. Bingo, however, didn't seem to share the same sentiment-- though Bandit could feel her 5-year-old pussy squeezing against his finger, she laughed as if it were the most ticklish thing in the world.

Bandit pressed for only a little longer, eager to feel the way she squeezed around his tongue, before he grew impatient for more. He wanted to enjoy the both of them, but knew they only had so much time-- he was also aware of how impatient the other could be when one took focus, but that was normal for squabbling sisters. In an effort to appease both of them, he slowly pulled back, relenting against Bluey's pushing hands; to his surprise, she clung to him and wanted him to come back, and he noticed that her once childish giggling her been replaced by fervent panting. When he raised his head, he could see her laboured, lidded gaze-- she must have been enjoying it a lot. He felt bad for leaving her hanging, but it was for a good reason.

"Think you can switch things up, girls?" Bandit asked as he straightened back up and got to his feet, his 6 and a half-inch dick bouncing up and down with each twitch. "This shark's got something a little special for you."

Bingo sat up and wondered what he wanted, and in the hopes of speeding things along he guided her, ushing her up onto her sister's body, laying chest to chest. Bluey peered at her dad from around Bingo's body as Bandit looked down at the now wonderful sight before him of his daughter's two young pussies pressed together before him, lips to lips. Bluey spread her legs to the side and Bingo rested on her knees as Bandit stepped forwards, grasping the base of his member with one hand and placing a hand on Bingo's ass with the other. He angled his cock down, hearing them gasp and feeling them quiver as the tapered end of his knotty dick brushed and smeared against their entrances, just barely applying pressure. The two cubs squirmed impatiently and Bandit didn't tease them anymore-- but rather than stuff his needy, eager cock inside one of them, he instead slid his member in between their bodies, pushing and sandwiching his length between their pussies and by extension their stomachs.

The mere act of the thrust alone had the two girls tensed and Bingo giggled, whilst Bluey huffed, her muzzle agape. Bandit humped back and forth a couple more times, relishing the way their pussies squeezed against his cock with each subtle movement, but he was admittedly as impatient as them; though he wanted to please them both, he also wanted to feel the warmth of their tight inner walls one at a time. He started first with Bluey, pulling back and angling his cock down until the tip pressed firmly to her entrance, threatening to push in at any moment. He could hear her gasp and groan with excitement as he pushed and pressed, until eventually her young pussy relented and relaxed around his intruding member. A gentle sigh of pleasure escaped his muzzle as he slowly sunk into her, inch by inch.

Given both his pretty sizeable, knotted cock as well as her tight, young pussy, Bandit knew he couldn't get very deep in her-- he had this knowledge through experience alone, of course. However, he knew that Bluey could take as least half of him, and that she loved it all the same regardless of how much he put in her. Already, her eagerness was obviously, for her inner walls clamped down, squeezing and milking his intruding cock as he slid deeper and deeper, until he hovered about 3 inches in her, already meeting the resistance of her contracting, squeezing innards. He was sure he'd warmed her up more than enough, but perhaps she needed a little more.

"Does that feel good, Bluey?" Bandit asked as he tugged back about an inch and slid inwards again, feeling her tremble around him. "You like dad's cock, don'tcha?"

Bluey hummed her approach and Bandit felt Bingo push down, kneading her young pussy against the parts of the cock that she could reach, which arguably wasn't much. Bandit felt bad for leaving her out, but she'd get to enjoy it herself soon enough. With a groan, Bluey slid back and pleasure spiked up his body as his daughter's warm, tight inner walls gripped around him, eager for him to stay. He only pulled back another inch before pushing in again, slowly beginning in on a steady rhythm as he paid close attention to his elder daughter's gentle panting, occasionally accompanied by weak, pleasured whimpers of delight.

"Dad, it feels really tingly..." Bluey half-complained, half-moaned as Bingo craned her neck to watch her father's gyrating hips, and Bandit knew what his daughter meant as he slowly picked up speed, lidding his gaze and beginning to breathe deeply as his heartbeat quickened. His cock pulsed needily in her tight cunt, his pre-cum slickening up his movements and making the sounds of their taboo, forbidden yet wholesome sex fill the air. Bluey's whimpers of delight became more and more intense and eager the more he thrust, and it was honestly turning him on a lot to hear her moan for him. He could feel himself getting close already, but he was holding on for something in particular. Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long.

"Nnh, dad...!" Bluey grunted her urgency and Bandit paused, pushing as far into her as she could as her innards spasmed and squeezed around his cock, gripping like a vice. He slid his hand up from his knot towards her pussy and roamed with his thumb, kneading it just above his cock where he thought her clitoris would be-- after a few moments he hit the mark, and Bluey let out a yelp, signalling her harsh orgasm. She pushed her legs together and shook as Bingo laid atop her, giggling, whilst her innards gripped and periodically spasmed, milking her dad's cock.

"Look dad, she's like our washing machine!" Bingo remarked, before she deliberately started to vibrate herself. "Br-r-r-r..."

"She is." Bandit remarked, trying to keep himself together as he watched Bluey shudder and sigh, pleasure overwhelming her young, developing system. Bandit let her enjoy the moment for a little while longer before he slowly pulled back, easing out of her despite her grunting protests.

"I'll play with you some more, Bluey, but you have to share," Bandit pointed out, before lapsing into a murmur as he angled his member slightly higher up. "Only one of me to go around..."

With that, he pressed the tip of his pre-slickened cock towards Bingo's pussy instead, smearing the dry entrance with his thick, pulsing cock. Bingo was considerably tighter than Bluey, of that he was sure, nor could she take quite as much-- but she was just as eager, if not more so. Even as he teased her with his tip, she started to try and shuffle back, wiggling her behind up and down in an effort to get it in. He admired her enthusiasm and pushed forwards, giving her what she so desperately craved; his glistening member slipped into her and she immediately squeezed down against him, letting out a discomforted grunt that quickly lapsed into a short, harsh sigh as Bandit stuffed a couple of inches into her, fairly certain she couldn't take it all.

Bingo wasn't much of a talker compared to Bluey, but Bandit had known her long enough to gauge whether she enjoyed it or not. He eased himself deeper and growled quietly under his breath as pleasure spiked up his spine-- her impossibly tight pussy made it difficult for him to even push and pull back, but it also felt incredibly good. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer with that tightness.

"Oooh Bingo, that's it...!" Bandit gasped, rolling his eyes back as he pumped his hips a little more, huffing under his breath as he felt himself pass the point of no return. No amount of holding it in was going to stop him from climaxing, and in the interest of letting them both enjoy it, he pulled back, smearing his member between the two of them as his knot began to swell. He pulled back just at the right moment as pure bliss washed through him.

"Here it comes!" He warned, and after a few moments, cum shot from the end of his member. It splattered in arcs across their pussies, seed dribbled from around Bingo's intimate area down onto Bluey's own. Bandit allowed himself to paint them with his cum for no longer than a handful of spurts before he angled upwards, stuffing the tip of his cock into Bingo's entrance, shooting a thick throb of cum into her, and then another, before he pulled back and angled down to do the same to Bluey in turn. The two girls whined as they entered and exited as quickly as he had arrived, neither of them truly understanding how limited Bandit's load was. He did his best to share it between them equally as they watched, before his orgasm slowly died down, replaced by the refreshing hum of post-orgasmic bliss.

At first, they didn't say anything-- there wasn't really any need to. But then, Bingo began to giggle, and she turned to the side and rolled off her sister's body and onto her back, her legs spread-eagled. He grinned toothily up at her dad, who admired the sight of her messy loins for a moment, before he stepped back and sighed, sitting down on the floor. He'd narrowly avoided sitting right on some lego.

"Are you finished already?" Bluey asked, sounding a little disappointed, and Bandit waved a dismissive hand at her before he leaned back, planting his hands behind him.

"Just...give me a minute, Bluey," He panted. "My body's not what it used to be, you know."

"But we are going to be play, aren't we, dad?" Bingo asked, her eyes wide and gooey. Bandit grimaced at the sight, briefly blinded by her cuteness, before he sighed.

"Yes, of course," He sighed. "We've still got quite a long time until your mum gets back...but we need to clean up before then, remember."

"We know." Bluey chimed in and Bingo nodded along beside her.

"Alright. Come here then, Bingo-- take a seat on dad's lap, yeah?" Bandit gestured and Bingo slipped from the bed to join him on the floor, sitting right on his dick and letting it nestle underneath her little mound. He kept one hand to her hip and roamed the other between her legs as she giggled, whilst Bluey watched, admittedly tired.

They'd continue like that for some time, making sure to shower and wash up before Chilli got home; this game was for dads and daughters only, and no one else.