"Mmmm…Good morning," I whispered, snuggling up against my daddy in our big bed. 

"Amy?" He opened his eyes slowly, trying to focus on me.

"I'm here." I kissed his lips softly and I already had my hand around his cock, feeling it stiff and swollen as he lay on his side facing me.

"What? You have to stop…" He swallowed hard, but he wasn't moving and I slid down his body, giggling under the sheet.

The bed was still damp and reeked of our sex. We'd made love until nearly four in the morning before Daddy had fallen asleep finally. I'd wanted to sleep myself, but I knew that I had to get JJ off to school and Jilly would be waking up, needing a lot of attention. So I'd taken another pill, one of the last two, and it had perked me right up. I figured I'd save the last one for an emergency.

"Mmphh…I love your cock, Daddy," I breathed and then I had him in my mouth, sucking my father's urgent erection the way he'd taught me to do it the night before.

"Amy! God…No…Stop…" He reached for me then, grabbing at my shoulders, but I resisted him easily and the truth was, Daddy wasn't trying all that hard anyway.

"Shhh…Just let me love you," I whispered, fondling his balls and holding that stiff prick in my left hand, squeezing it briefly before taking the head inside my hot wet mouth.

"Ohhh…Jesus…" he sighed, and stopped fighting me then. I'm sure it simply felt too good getting a blowjob as soon as he woke up.

I felt his hands in my hair, stroking me, urging me to take just a little more every time. I sucked him eagerly, the best I knew how, and I was getting better. I gave him a nice hot, wet, and very willing hole for his incestuous cock to fuck, sliding between my thinly stretched lips and over my wriggling tongue. I washed his smooth glans and swallowed his precum, making soft sounds of pleasure in my throat.

After about ten minutes, when my jaw started aching and my tongue felt tired, I kissed my way up his stomach, across Daddy's chest and to his mouth. I straddled his hips with my widespread legs and reached down, guiding him back inside my horny pussy. I was so hot for the man and it had been difficult to keep myself from waking him up sooner than I did.

"Amy, this is wrong…Oh, shit!" Daddy groaned as he felt my tight pussy sliding down his cock slowly.

I worked those muscles, squeezing my barely mature vagina around him and rocking my ass until Daddy's prick was fully inside me. It didn't hurt now; it felt like he was made for fucking me. A perfect fit as I moved slowly, riding my father while he stared into my wintry blue eyes. I had my palms on his chest, feeling his heart beating, and my own smallish tits were rising and falling. My pink nipples were pointing towards heaven as they burned with arousal. I was going to cum soon and I fucked him faster, doing all the work until he finally relented, taking my ass in his hands and squeezing me, pulling me harder against him.

Daddy started fucking me again, just like had all night long, and he didn't have anything to worry about. He hadn't raped me, or even seduced me, I'd been the one making it happen. I'd spiked his wine and given it to him. I'd forced myself on him and taken advantage of his most private, tabboo desires. He'd wanted me, but only secretly. If he hadn't, I thought, I couldn't have talked him into anything, even with the help of that little green pill. He would have turned me down, I was sure. No, Daddy had his perverse desires for me and now we'd shared them eagerly the way a father and daughter should.

"Daddy…Yes! Fuck me…Make me cum, Daddy! Please!" I begged him, dropping my body onto his so I could rub my aching breasts against his chest.

He kissed me hard, tonguing my mouth while he held my ass tight, working my pussy up and down while he thrust into me. He was cumming too, shooting hard for the fifth time in less than a day and that was pretty good for a man his age, I thought. Daddy loved me a lot!

"Oh…God, thank you," I sighed, kissing him lightly. "That's exactly what I needed."

"What time is it?" Dad asked suddenly, noticing with some shock that it was very bright outside.

"A little after one," I told him. "I just put Jilly down for her nap."

"What?" He stared at me and tried to get up, but I was still on him with his penis trapped in my cummy hole.

"Shhh…It's okay. I called work and told them you're sick," I said. "It's okay, Daddy."

"Sick? Oh, Amy…I have a meeting. I have to…" He tried getting up again.

"Dad…Jack!" I finally said in sort of a stern voice. "They'll be okay without you for a day."

"Where's…Did JJ go to school?" he asked, relaxing and realizing I wasn't gonna let him go anywhere. His cock was still semi-hard and lodged inside me anyway.

"Yeah, he's at school. Jilly's sleeping. And we just had a nice fuck," I giggled. "So the world is doing okay."

"Shit…Amy." He closed his eyes. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"I'm the mommy now," I told him. "Okay? That means I want Mommy privileges too."

"Mommy privileges?" He opened his eyes again, looking confused.

"Daddy's cock," I explained, punctuating the words with a grind of my hips, "and the rest of him too."

"But Amy, last night…I was drunk or…something." He swallowed hard. "I didn't mean to hurt you like that and…"

"Hurt me?" I smiled, feeling his penis stiffening to full erection again and I widened my eyes happily. "You didn't hurt me at all, Daddy. You made me special, okay?"

"I love you though…"

"I love you too."

"…and you're my daughter."

"I'm your wife," I said seriously. "In this room, in this house, okay?"

"Amy, it won't work," Dad sighed.

"Yeah it will," I promised. "Lots of people do it, nobody will know."

"Oh God…"

"Do you love me, Daddy?" I asked him. "No wait…Do you love me, Jack?"

"I do love you," he replied softly.

"Then tell me I'm your wife."

"Amy…"

"Tell me, Jack. Just say it," I urged him. "I'm your wife and the mother of our kids."

"You…You're my wife," Dad said slowly and his cock was hard as a rock inside me.

"And?" I smiled expectantly.

"And the mother of our kids." He licked his lips and blinked, as if he'd just surprised himself.

"I love you," I sighed. "I love you so much, Jack."

"I love you too, Amy," he breathed, surrendering completely as we began to make love slowly.

We'd gotten the desperation out of the way and this one would be nice and long, a sweet romantic and clear-headed consummation of our new relationship. I had Mommy privledges now and I wasn't going to give them back.

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"I want to see Gina again," Dad said. He seemed unhappy and I didn't know why. I felt great, except I was getting really tired.

"Why?" I'd just made him some scrambled eggs, because middle of the afternoon or not, Daddy needed breakfast.

"She's only been gone three days." He looked at me. "I love her. She's my wife."

"She's a drug addict and a cheating slut, Dad." I frowned and he stared at me. "I'm sorry, okay? But she is."

"She might be in trouble," he countered, picking at his food. "What if she needs our help? We don't know what happened or why she left, Amy."

"I don't want to know," I decided. "Just divorce her. I swear, if she comes back we're not gonna be happy, none of us."

"I can't divorce her until I know what happened, don't you see that?" Dad stared at me and I looked down. "She's your mother, she loves you."

"Gina?" I rolled my eyes. "You didn't see her like I did, Dad."

"She's sick maybe," he sighed. "Maybe she's…I don't know."

"Maybe she's a druggie who's going to come back and put Jilly in the oven, ever think of that?"

"Amy!" Dad frowned, but I wasn't gonna back down.

"Or what if she forgets Jilly in the bathtub, or gets drugged up while she's carpooling JJ's soccer team?" I stared back at him. "What if she comes back and takes everything we've got? Did you cancel your credit cards yet? The checking account, Dad?"

"Oh God." He dropped his head and looked so lost. It really hurt me to have to say that stuff, but it needed to be said all the same. I wasn't a little kid anymore, we'd just proven that in the bedroom.

"Look, just be smart, right? Protect your kids first and if Gina comes back, get her checked out or whatever," I shrugged. "If she's not on drugs, or sick or whatever, fine…But you can't take a chance, Jack. Not with our kids."

"Our kids?" Daddy rocked his head on his shoulders.

"Yeah," I said, kind of challenging him to argue with me. "You know I'm right too. There's love and then there's what Gina did to you."

"She's my wife," he repeated, and he'd really gotten stuck on that. "And me and you…Oh, Amy. What are we doing?"

"We're taking care of our family, Jack." I hugged him, standing behind him and kissing the top of his head. "Call a lawyer, okay? Just do it."

"Mommy? Mommy!" Jilly was waking up, yelling for me first thing and I smiled at my dad.

"The baby needs me," I said. "Think about what I said, okay?"

"Yeah," Dad sighed.

"Mommy!" 

"Coming, Jilly! Mommy's coming…" I called out and God, I loved saying that!

I knew Jilly would be calling me mommy all the time soon. JJ never would, probably, but that was okay. He'd love me like a real mom anyway. It would be good for my dad to hear it too and I was still trying to decide what I liked more, calling him Jack, which was seriously cool, or calling him Daddy, which seemed seriously perverted. Daddy while we fucked, definitely, we both got off on that, and Jack when I had to put my foot down.

I had to go to bed early, I didn't have any choice. I'd been awake almost 36 hours and I felt pretty ragged. I woke up and it was dark outside, a little after ten according to the alarm next to the bed and Daddy was there, getting under the covers with me. I smiled sleepily and I had to sleep some more, no doubt about it, but it felt so good having a man next to me. 

"Hi," I said softly, putting my hand on Daddy's chest and my right leg over both of his, getting on my side as he slipped his arm beneath me.

"Hey," he whispered. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm still sleepy." I smiled in the dark. "And my butt hurts."

"I'm sorry, Amy." He kissed me and I giggled. 

"No you're not," I said, closing my eyes. "You liked it."

"Yeah, I did," Daddy admitted and we were quiet for a little bit.

"Don't feel bad about us, okay?" I said. "About loving me."

"I'm just trying to understand, Amy," he sighed.

"I know." I nodded. "We just need some time, that's all."

"I love you," he said, so softly I might have imagined it, and I smiled and fell asleep.

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"Ohhh…Stay close now" I warned Jilly. "Hold Mommy's hand, remember?"

"Get some ice cream?" she asked for the tenth time.

"Yep, in a little bit, okay?" I'd decided to do a little shopping for JJ because that boy was growing fast and half his pants didn't fit him anymore.

I'd picked out five pairs, so I had enough in my arms anyway, although he'd probably complain that he wanted red corduroys instead of the blue ones. He just liked giving me a hard time once in awhile, but he was a good kid. I'd get him a model airplane maybe, just to surprise him. He was into that stuff now, although he had a terrible time with the glue.

"Jilly! Wow! Haven't seen you in awhile," Brittany said, surprising me from behind the cash register and I blinked at her for a second.

"Brittany? Hi." I smiled back. "You're working here now?"

"Yeah, for a couple weeks. School work program, you know? I'm still a trainee." She rolled her eyes, pointing to her badge which said trainee on it, sure enough.

"Cool." I nodded and Jilly tugged at my hand impatiently.

"You haven't been at school, what happened?" Brittany wondered with a grin. "Someone said you moved and someone else said you got pregnant."

"Who said that?" I snorted and picked up Jilly with a little grunt. She was getting heavy.

"I dunno, kids at school," she shrugged. "Greg, I think."

"Nah, he's an ass. I'm home schooled now." I told her. "It's pretty cool." 

"Cool." She nodded at that. "So like your mom's your teacher or something?"

"Yeah!" I laughed. "My mom taught me everything I know."

"Cool," she said again, pawing through the clothes I'd piled on the counter. "Cash or credit card?"

"Credit card," I told her and I had my own now. After Daddy had cancelled the old ones, he got new ones for both of us.

"Wow! Awesome." Brittany grinned as I pulled one out of my wallet. "Got your own plastic, huh?"

"Oh yeah." I shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, and it really wasn't.

"Get ice cream, Mommy," Jilly reminded me.

"They don't have ice cream here, sweetie." I smiled at her. "Just pants. You want pants?"

"Why does she call you mommy?" Brittany looked at us.

"No Mommy," Jilly answered me seriously.

"Cause I'm her mommy." I grinned at my friend and she didn't ask about it anymore.

My name was on our checking account too, mine and Dad's, and people who didn't know us assumed Jack and Amy Reed were husband and wife, not father and daughter. I didn't correct their mistake either, since I didn't think it was a mistake at all. We'd been together for a month already and the time was passing quickly. I loved being a wife and mommy, I really did. It wasn't an exciting life, but it was mine, and so much better than what I'd had before. It was even better than dreaming of being a model, cause this was real.

"Okay, ice cream time!" I told Jilly, grabbing the plastic bag and saying goodbye to Brittany.

"Yeah!" My little girl smiled and she was happy.

After ice cream we had a couple other errands to run, but it was all easy and the only thing annoying was riding the bus home. I was still just fifteen and my next birthday and a driver's license to go with it were a long ways off for me. So I took the bus and Jilly didn't mind, she liked busses, but I had to keep a close eye on her. For being such a little kid she sure could move fast. We'd taken her out of preschool, since it would be too hard getting her there and back. That was okay though, I spent a lot of time reading with her and stuff, plus it saved us about four hundred dollars a month. I'd had no idea that place was so expensive.

We were going through downtown and being mid-afternoon in the middle of a work week there were a lot of people getting on and off. I kept Jilly in my lap then, letting her look out the window and she'd fall asleep soon anyway, probably about the time we had to change busses, of course. 

"Jilly?" someone said from behind me, a woman's voice. "Jilly…Remember me?"

I felt my heart squeezed, like in a vise, and I got cold all over. I knew that voice. It was Gina's voice. My mom's voice and we hadn't seen her in almost five weeks. Jilly was just confused, looking around and holding me tight because she didn't see anyone she recognized, but that voice had to be familiar to her as well.

"Jilly, it's me! Mommy!" I heard and I turned around then.

She looked different, really different, but it was Gina. She had a red wig on, one of those glossy red ones that look fake, all curled and styled. She wore like a skin-tight pair of red pants, some polyester stuff that hugged her legs from her ankles to her ass and hips. A black blouse, really loose and low cut with a red bra pushing her tits up like they were on display at a meat market. They bounced and jiggled every time the bus hit a pothole. She had a cheap vinyl jacket, red of course, unzipped and wide open. An ugly purse and stiletto high heels in black and gold. 

My mom was a total whore and I was too shocked to laugh..

I reached for the call button with something like panic grabbing at my throat. I stabbed it hard with my thumb so the bus would stop at the next corner and I'd already started picking up Jilly and our bags.

"Amy? Amy…It's me. Wait…Amy…Jilly!" Mom yelled, pushing between the people standing up and she'd been towards the back of the bus anyway, but I had Jilly and those stupid shopping bags and the woman was determined to catch us.

I almost lost my balance and Ifelt scared for some reason. Like I'd seen a ghost and I didn't want to talk to her at all. I didn't even want to see her and I had to fight to keep from looking behind me again. Mom was a prostitute, just like I'd figured. A drug addicted whore and my father had been pining away for this woman? God! I should bring her home just so he'd file the divorce papers and be done with it, since he still refused to do that.

But no, I had to get away from her. I had to get Jilly away. Can you imagine telling a three year old that her mom's a whore? Or trying to explain to her why Mommy's dressed like a fucking clown?

"Amy wait…" She caught us as we got off the bus, her skinny pale hand clawing at me, forcing me to stop and turn around.

"Who are you?" I asked, as if I didn't know, but she didn't believe that.

"Amy, oh God! I didn't think I'd ever see you again." Mom looked ready to cry, her blue eyes dull and watery, her once pretty face sallow and lifeless. "Jilly…It's me...Mommy."

Gina reached for Jilly and I jerked my daughter away from her.

"Don't say that," I told the woman and then I looked at Jilly. "Don't listen to her. She's a liar, okay?"

"Okay Mommy." Jilly's eyes were wide and she buried her face in my neck, clinging to me with fear.

"What? No…What are you saying? It's me." Mom did start crying. "I want to go home. Amy, please...You have to help me."

"We don't want you anymore," I told her. "Just stay away from us. Don't talk to us."

"Amy! I love you!" she sobbed, right there in the middle of downtown and people were looking at us, staring and whispering, and I'd never felt so humiliated in my life.

"We're happy now," I said. "We found your drugs, your pills and that cocaine. The police got it. So just go away."

"I'm sorry! Amy! I'm sorry!" she cried, still reaching out, but ready to collapse onto the sidewalk any second.

"You're pathetic," I snorted, turning away and walking fast. I didn't look back.

"Don't look at her, Jilly," I told my little girl. "That woman is crazy. She's sick."

"Is that Mommy?" she asked and I frowned.

"No, your first Mommy is with the angels now, baby." I looked at Jilly and she was looking back at me. "She's in heaven, okay?"

"I wanna go home, Mommy," she said, putting her head on my shoulder and I nodded.

"Me too, sweetie."

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"Awww…Mom! I wanted brown pants!" JJ pouted and I laughed at him. 

"They were out of brown, but they still had one…Uh…F-4 Phantom Fighter jet thingy," I said, reading the box slowly until JJ grabbed it out of my hands.

"All right! Thanks Mom!" He gave me a kiss on the cheek and I rolled my eyes. "That's so cool! You're the best mom ever!"

"Yeah, okay. Take your clothes upstairs," I said. "And don't start putting that model together until your father can help you!"

"Okay Mom!" He was already running up the stairs, sounding like a herd of elephants.

I'd just started getting dinner ready when Daddy got home from work, sneaking up behind me while I smiled at Jilly and pretended like I didn't know he was there.

"Guess who," he said, covering my eyes, dropping his voice so I wouldn't know.

"Ummm…Is it Johnny Depp?" I asked and Jilly giggled.

"It's Daddy!" She laughed and the toddler had hardly been able to keep from yelling the moment he came into the kitchen shushing her.

"Oh!" I turned around with a smile. "Yeah, he does look like Daddy, huh? Except Daddy has milk in his hands when he comes home and this one…"

"Oops." He frowned. "I forgot."

"Uh-huh." I shook my head. "You needed something to do after dinner anyway. Hi."

"Hi." He hugged me and gave me a kiss, a small one, and then a real one as I hugged him back.

"Gross!" JJ rolled his eyes.

"Hmmm…Yeah." I licked my lips. "Bad daddy!"

"Heh. Hey, what do ya got there, buddy?" Daddy let me go and looked at JJ's airplane with him while I finished getting dinner ready.

I was seriously wondering if I should tell Daddy that I'd seen Gina, but I decided not to. He might want to go find her, like rescue her or something, and that would ruin everything. She couldn't come back, not ever. We were happy now and just the idea that she could somehow insinuate herself back into our lives frightened me. I worried that Jilly might say something, but she seemed to have forgotten all about it after her nap and it did seem like a weird dream more than anything else.

I just wished I could do something. I mean, the woman was out there, walking around the city. Yeah, she was a whore and she'd looked pretty fucked up on something, you know, like she'd been drunk or more likely stoned on crack or something, but she was still in the city. She could come home anytime. It wasn't like she didn't know where we lived or anything. And that asking for help business, what was that all about anyway? I couldn't help her. I had a husband and two kids. I was busy taking care of a family that she'd abandoned. Fuck her!

But she could still come around and that thought was gonna bug me the rest of my life probably.

"So…" I sighed, laying naked on my tummy except for my yellow thong panties.

"So?" Daddy chuckled as he continued massaging me nicely. The kids were asleep, the house was dark and quiet, and we were on our bed enjoying a little foreplay.

"Ummm…That feels good…Oh!" I squirmed and sighed contentedly, feeling his strong hands work around my shoulders, relaxing me totally while he straddled my thighs and he was all naked. He loved playing with my sexy teenage body.

"Yeah, like that, huh? You're so tight!" He made little grunts and as rubbed me hard, the way I liked it.

"Nice and tight?" I giggled "Oww…Oh! Hey…Hmmm…So tomorrow's the big day, right?"

"Uhhh…Is it our anniversary?"

"Oh, don't tease me!" I groaned and I could feel him leaning over, just so his hard cock would ride between the smooth pale globes of my ass.

"Yeah…Tomorrow," he agreed.

"And then just…What? Like three days? Four days?" I asked, stretching my body lazily as Daddy worked his fingers down my back, pressing along my spine and then playing at the top of my butt.

"Yeah, I dunno." He shrugged. "The doctor said give it a week at least, ten days probably."

"Ten days?" I narrowed my eyes. "I'm gonna get my period in like two weeks. I'm ovulating right now. This second!"

"I'd better lock you up then, huh?" My dad chuckled as he rubbed my ass, really working my butt hard with his hands around my thong. "So, I guess we'll have to wait."

"Yeah, that's okay," I sighed. "Then we'll have a whole month to try."

"You sure you want this?" he asked. "They're not gonna do it again."

"Yeah, more than anything," I said, looking over my shoulder. "Don't you?"

"Yeah, I do." He smiled at me and he was working my thong down my hips and off my butt and I knew he wanted me there. His thumbs pulled my cheeks apart so he could see my pink, puckered anus and why guys like that stuff, I have no idea. I liked it because Daddy did. 

"Our baby is gonna be beautiful," I decided with a smile and then a tiny wince of surprise as I felt a stiff thumb stretching my asshole.

"Just remember, Amy, it's a fifty-fifty chance," my dad said. "It might not work."

"I know," I sighed. "But the trying is still fun, right?"

"Oh yeah, baby." He had my thong off and I spread my legs wider, feeling his breath on my flushed skin as he hunched over my naked ass. "I love trying with you."

Daddy was going to get his vasectomy reversed in the morning and it had taken nearly a month of talking to convince him it would be okay. I really did want to have his baby and once he got me pregnant, he'd belong to me forever then. Daddy would be the father of my baby and that would be the most amazing thing in the world. He'd always love me then, even if that other woman did come back, I'd have as much right to Jack as Gina did after giving him a child. More even, because I hadn't betrayed and abandoned him.

"Ohhh God, that feels soooo good, Daddy!" I giggled.

I worked my ass slightly up and down and side to side, because my father's mouth was right there, kissing my anus and I could feel his tongue working against my little hole, trying to open me up for him. He loved my butt, more than anything else. Kissing, licking, sucking and most especially fucking it, the man was seriously into my asshole. I wasn't complaining either and I'd let him have me there as often as he liked, at least until I started ovulating again. Then he'd have to dump all his sperm in my pussy and knock me up good! Until then though, fuck! I was into having my ass eaten out and then sweetly sodomized by a man who knew how to do it right.

Daddy tongue fucked my butt for a long while too, just because he was going to fuck me seriously hard afterwards. He wanted me nice and relaxed and as ready as I could be for his thick cock, and I'd grown used to it by then, sorta. Anal sex is pretty fun once you do it a few times, but I don't think anyone really gets used to having something that big shoved up her ass repeatedly for ten or fifteen minutes, sometimes longer if Daddy had already cum once or twice. He could get off three times usually, but that third nut took forever it seemed like and I was always worn out by the time he finally got off.

"Ready, Amy?" he asked me sometime later and I felt like melted butter inside.

"Oh yeah," I breathed. "Fuck me, Daddy…Fuck my asshole good tonight."

"Hmmm…" He was smiling, I could hear it and then I felt his swollen cockhead against my anus, all wet and slippery and loosened up from Daddy's mouth and fingers.

He pushed gradually, enjoying the feeling of my sphincter resisting and then slowly opening and then *pop* his cockhead just seemed to slip inside that tight little ring and it would squeeze tight around the shaft just behind him. After that it was pushing and pulling, in and out, taking two inches and giving one back, which felt obscenely good. I felt no pain at all after a month of being buttfucked every other night and Daddy was soon inside my rectum. Balls deep, fucking my asshole with long deep strokes while I humped my buzzing little clit against the mattress.

Sometimes I could even cum like that, but it was better when Daddy would finger my cunt while he fucked my ass, bringing me off a couple times usually, right there in his hand. Jesus, that guy knew how to finger a pussy and sometimes I just wanted to do nothing but make out with him, jerking my Daddy off while he fingered my tight wet cunt. It felt pretty intense and I always came before he did, usually two or three times, and I'd end up blowing him until he came in my mouth.

That was something I liked a lot now and Daddy was okay with it too, believe me. Sucking him off and eating his semen. I was into that and I just wished I had a bigger mouth because as hard as I tried, I just couldn't get more than half of my dad's big dick in my little fifteen-year-old mouth. He was just too large and I tried, every night I tried, and every morning too. I loved waking him up with a blowjob, it put both of us in a good mood right from the start. It was hard to get him to cum in the mornings though, just because he usually needed to pee. We were trying that stuff too, once in awhile, and I didn't mind if Daddy peed on me in the shower once in awhile. Some mornings we'd start in bed and finish in the shower, if we got up early enough, and I loved that. I'd peed on his cock before too, while we were fucking, because sometimes I had to go and he just didn't want to pull out.

Only in the shower though, you know. Otherwise it would get seriously messy and it was cool having a lot of hot water handy to wash all the pee away. We weren't like hardcore into it, just that we liked to get pretty loose when we could. Neither one of us were shy with each other, not anymore. Daddy didn't even mind fucking me when I was having my period, which was way cool. I get really horny when I'm on and I'd sorta worried about that, because guys can be a little put off by it for whatever reason. It got a little messy, yeah, but sex is sex and we were in love anyway, right? I'd told him a hundred times I wouldn't say no to anything he wanted to do with me and I think he wanted to prove to me that he felt the same way. We really were in love.

Mmmm…Daddy's cock riding my hot little teenage ass, what a great feeling. His body covered mine like a blanket, his chest pressing down on my back, pushing me into the bed while he rocked his cock in and out of my hungry hole. I only smiled, grunting and groaning, and telling him softly how good it felt making love that way. He was so awesome at it too, just fucking me smooth, like his cock was fluid or something, working in and out of my anus sweetly. His balls would slap my cunt once in awhile, reminding me how empty I was in there and I wished I'd gotten that vibrator out. I could have shoved it inside my pussy and ridden those good vibrations all the way to heaven. I'd done it before.

"I'm gonna cum…Oh fuck…" Daddy groaned and he didn't even slow down or anything, he kept moving the whole time he was cumming. His plunging cock churned his cum into a froth that ran out of my ass and between my thighs.

He was going to stay hard doing that and he said it was some kind of tantric sex thing he'd read about. I just laughed at him, but it did work. He would cum inside me and just keep going, not losing his erection at all and that meant I was in for a long, long fuck because Daddy did love my ass deeply!

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