Kathy Harris - Two hot sisters

"Shit, yessssss, Candy! Suck meeeee!" she screamed.

Candy moaned happily, only too glad to be able to return the favor for her sexy, beautiful sister!

Alex stayed in his room all that clay, not even coming out for meals. His kids felt sorry for him but they left him alone, knowing that he just needed some time to himself, time to get over his wife's abandonment of him.

Later that evening, Phil, Hank and Wendy left to go into town for a movie. They tried to talk Candy into going along with them but she turned them down, saying she was too tired. The truth was, however, that she was hoping for a chance to be alone with her father.

Now, as darkness descended over the cool, rippling waters of the lake, Candy sat at the kitchen table munching on a cookie, trying to figure out away to be with her father. She was reluctant to just burst into his room. She was afraid he would only tell her to leave him alone. And she couldn't risk that. For, more than anything else in the world right then, Candy needed to be held by her father, to be kissed and fondled by him – to be fucked by him!

Just then, she heard a sound behind her and she turned to find her father standing in the kitchen doorway staring straight at her. Theft was a strange, intense, almost hypnotic look in his eyes, and she found herself unable to look away.

The young girl was mesmerized by her father's penetrating eyes. She felt suddenly naked, stripped of her shorts and halter even though she knew she still had them on. Her half-eaten cookie was poised in midair. She sat there, frozen, as the crimson flushed up her neck, coloring her face clear to the hairline of her smooth forehead.

When her father gave her a slow, sexy smile, the young girl felt a hot clutching at her stomach and a buzzing in her head. She thought her knees must be shaking fiercely underneath the table. She tried to take her eyes away from her father but couldn't. His gaze was hypnotic. She tried to smile back, but knew that her mouth was trembling.

Then, her father walked toward her, still not speaking. He stopped just a few feet away from her and smiled again – a strange, secret sort of smile as though they shared something very special. Panic and excitement bloomed in her throat like a strangling hand. She was terrified but, at the same time, she was fascinated and very excited.

"Hi, baby," her father said, his voice deep, masculine, coming from the deep barrel of his chest.

He stood over her, blotting out everything else. She looked up at him, feeling suddenly small and helpless against his size and strength.

"Hi, Daddy," she said uneasily.

He sat down next to her, brushing his thigh against hers. "Where is everyone?" he asked.

"They've all gone into town… to the movies," she said, wondering why she was blushing so furiously as he continued to stare at her with his intense gaze.

"But you didn't?" he asked, nibbling on one of the cookies in front of him.

She shrugged. "I was worried about you, Daddy. I wanted to be here with you. I thought you might need me," she said, looking up at him with wide, adoring eyes.

He chuckled warmly and placed his hand on her arm. "You must love me a lot, honey."

"Ohhhh, I do, Daddy! I love you more than anyone or anything in the whole wide world!" she moaned, her face flushing again. Her ears burned hotly, and she wondered what her father must think of her.

"That's sweet, baby. And I love you too, more than you'll ever know."

"Oh, Daddy!" she exclaimed, leaning against him, feeling his muscular chest against her side.

"Did you mean what you said, honey?" he asked, looking at her intently again.

"About what, Daddy?" she asked, thinking how handsome and sexy he looked.

"About how you stayed here with me because you thought I might need you?"

"Yes! I'd do anything to help you, Daddy! I feel so badly about Mommy walking out on you… on us!" she blushed, looking down at the table.

"You'd do anything for me, baby?" ho asked, squeezing her arm.

"Yes, anything!" she cried, looking up at him again.

"I thought I could count on you," he murmured, finishing his cookie.

"What is it, Daddy? What is it I can help you with?" she asked, feeling a hot fluttering in her stomach.

"Well, baby, when your mother walked out on us like that, it didn't help my male ego any. I've been wondering if it was my fault, if maybe I wasn't man enough for her…"

"No, Daddy! It couldn't have been you. You're so… so masculine… so sexy! It was her. She was just no good!" she protested.

"I wish I could believe that, honey. It would help me a lot," he muttered sadly.

"What can I do, Daddy? I'll do anything!" He dropped his hand to her knee and squeezed it hard. "You can give me your sweet love, honey. You can love me and let me love you, and if I can make you really happy, I'll know it's as you, say… that your mother's just no good!"

"Oh, God, Daddy! Are you saying you want to… want to make love to me?" she asked excitedly, her heart in her throat now.

"That's just what I'm saying, baby," he chuckled, seeing her eagerness.

She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him hard. "Ohhh, Daddy, I've been wanting you to fuck me ever since I can remember! I'd love to make love with you!"

He laughed happily and, reaching down, he scooped his daughter up in his arms and carried her to his room.

Almost before she knew what was happening, Candy's father undressed her, then himself. As he walked nakedly toward her, she thought that he looked like a great, dark God. She reached out for his swollen cock as if it was the most natural act in the world.

Alex chuckled with pleasure. "You're not so innocent, after all, are you?" he asked as he bent to kiss, her tits.

His hot, hard tongue tortured her large nipples until they stood up like angry, red rocks. She grasped his cock and moaned with excitement as she realized for the first time how huge his cock was. Why, his cock was even bigger than Phil's! And good and thick, too!

Candy's crotch crawled hotly with needles of fire. She twisted underneath her father, trying to pull his enormous cock even closer to her, squeezing it for dear life.

She kissed her father's broad shoulders, sinking her teeth into the warm, hard flesh. He moaned with pleasure and she bit him again as his hands fondled and kneaded her tits. He pinched her nipples painfully, and she groaned loudly, letting him know how much she liked what he was doing to her.

His huge cock throbbed in her hand, and she could feel it growing harder and hotter against her palm, its drops of pre-cum smearing onto her fingers.

The young girl felt more alive than she ever had before. She desperately wanted her father to shove his big cock into her, to fuck the warm, quivering sheath of her pussy. But she was glad that he was moving slowly, for she sensed that when they finally did fuck each other, it would be even better that way. Unlike her brothers, her father had the experience and maturity to not rush her, to make it last as long as possible to make it really good for both of them.

Her father's hot kisses on her large, throbbing nipples were driving her wild. His tongue was like allying creature that sent out ripples of desire into the farthest reaches of her young, ripe body.

She bit into his shoulder again, just enough to show him that he had released the animal in her. She felt exactly like an animal, one suddenly released from a cage.

Alex's hand moved down over his daughter's trembling body to her tummy. He let it glide over her flesh until he reached her cunt-mound. With one finger, he began to stroke the lips of her cunt.

"Ohhhh, yesss, Daddy," the young girl moaned, spreading her legs wider so her father could fuck her cunt even deeper with his finger. The insides of her thighs were quivering like jelly. She was really wet now, the blonde pussy hair soaked with her own juices. Her father's fingers were soaked with her fuck juices now.