Daddy's Little Pet{Daddy Series}

Her piercing blue eyes sparkle with mischief, reflecting the sunlight that streams through her apartment wi

le breasts, showcasing her toned stomach and defined abs. Her red yoga pants cling to her curves, accentuating her heart-s

leted. Her body was still tingling from the heat and her skin glistened with sweat. She could feel

ck, meaty cock that she had seen glimpses of when he would walk around the house in his boxers. She knew it was wrong to have such thoughts about her own

limpses of her reflection in the windows. She smiled, admiring her toned figure and imagining her father's hands

nd strong arms made him look like a Greek god. He was 45 years old, but he still had the energy and ph

reeted Samantha with a warm

xcitement at seeing him. She couldn't help but notice

John asked, noticing the way Sam

ssion. I'm all hot and sweaty,' Samant

his daughter looked incredibly sexy in her yoga outfit. But he still saw h

ol off? I'll make us some lunch,' John su

wanna get even hotter,' Samantha

Samantha cut him off by straddling him o

any longer. He wrapped his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss. Samantha let out a moan as she felt he

mantha could feel the bulge in her father's sweatpants growing harder against her core, causing her to gr

he broke the kiss and began to kiss her way down John's neck, nibbling and suck

t a growl of pleasure and then pushed his daughter back. He pulled Samantha's sports bra up and over her head, revealing her

's touch. She moved her hand down to the bulge in his sweatpants, stroking and teasing him t

his thick and throbbing cock. She licked her lips in anticipation, leaned forward

in her hair, guiding her movements as she took him deeper and deeper. Samantha was skilled, moving her mouth and tongue in

d warm mouth on his cock. His hips bucked involuntarily, thrusting into

n commanded, his voic

g her wet and bare pussy. With her yoga pants wrapped up around her ankles, he took his time to gently re

her legs wider and bury

on her clit, flicking and teasing her. He buried two fin

ing the counter for support. The pleasure was intense, a

thing she was wearing. She could feel the weight of the trainers on her feet offering

he wanted to drive her over the edge. He added a third finger, sliding in and out of her with more forc

uld feel the wetness on her father's face, and it only turned her

pleaded, looking at her father

ositioned himself behind his daughter. He gripped her hips firmly, pulli

, wanting to make sure she wasn't do

hing in my life,' Samantha replied, l

ure as he filled her, their bodies becoming one. He began to thrust, moving in and out of her in a steady rhy

. His cock was thick and hard, hitting all the right spots inside her. The

,' Samantha moaned, her voice

urgent, her pussy clenching around him as she approached a second climax. John could feel his ow

huddered as stream after stream of his thick cum shot deep into his daughter's soaked pussy. They cried out ea

ussy dripped juices all down her inner thighs. John's still erect cock was covered from the ti

ned, baby?' John asked, kiss

,' Samantha replied, s

nd wrong, but at that moment, they didn't care. All that