Unknown - Deeper, daddy, deeper

And then it was over.

MacIntyre fell limp on top of his exhausted little girl.

For a moment the full weight of his upper torso was on Sally's chest – making it difficult for her to breathe. Her huge breasts were pressed flat against his muscular chest. Her nipples were still hard and erect.

Then MacIntyre managed to push down with the palms of his hand and arch his back a little. Sally could feel his cock losing its urgent rigidity within her. The back wall and side walls of her cunt were allowed to relax a little. Now the little girl felt as if she and her loving Daddy were sharing a common afterglow.

The handsome man could hear his racing heartbeat slowing to normal. He felt as if his comely little girl had sucked his balls dry with her tight pussy.

The muscular bone could feel the blood of his arousal pumping back out of his cock. He was getting softer and littler by the second. But he did not pull out.

He liked the way his cock felt inside his daughter's cunt. His prick felt like it belonged where it was – being hugged by Sally's internal parts.

The pretty little blonde found that she could contract her vaginal muscles now that he was smaller and playfully squeeze at his deflating phallus.

This brand of non-verbal communication couldn't help but make the father and daughter love-making team feel more intimate than ever. They were very in love – in every possible way.

MacIntyre lowered his head and kissed his daughter gently on the tip of her button nose. She opened her eyes and looked into his. Her facial expression was filled with a genuine adoration. She wanted to be his sex slave. She would have done anything to please her loving Daddy at that moment – without regard to any personal discomfort the act might have caused.

Sally smiled and her eyes twinkled merrily. They were still a little red and swollen from the tears she had spilled when her cherry had popped.

Beautiful Sally Symms slowly uncrossed her ankles at the small of her father's back and placed the balls of her feet flat on the bedspread on either side of MacIntyre's knees.

Finally the man pulled up with his hips and his flaccid cock came popping out of her seething boiling mass of cunt flesh. He rolled over on his back beside her.

"You are all bloody," Sally said.

"Who's fault is that?"

"I'm not sure. But I'll take the credit."

"Maybe I should go take a bath," MacIntyre said.

"I'll give you a bath. With my tongue," Sally exclaimed.

"You don't have to do that, sweetheart," MacIntyre said.

"It's okay, Daddy. I want to lick the blood off," she said.

"But why?" he asked. MacIntyre felt like a cigarette.

Sally rolled over on her side and rubbed her tits against him.

She moved her pouting lips very close to the side of his neck.

His face was still a little red from his recent exertion.

The skin all over his body was slick with perspiration.

"I just want to find out what it tastes like," Sally said. She licked her lips lightly with the tip of her tongue to moisten them.

"I think you are cute," MacIntyre said. Now his blue eyes were twinkling. He moved his right hand to her breasts so he could fondle them affectionately.

"And I think you are the most handsome man I have ever seen," Sally said. She ran the tips of her long red fingernails over his muscular chest.

"I hope I didn't hurt you too much when I popped your cherry," MacIntyre said. He had the fingers on his right hand spread apart as far as he could get them.

"It only hurt at first, Daddy. After a while it started to feel really good," Sally said. She ran her arched fingertips over his tiny male nipples.

"I told you, didn't I? And wasn't it better than when I ate your pussy?" MacIntyre asked. He pressed with his fingertips firmly. Her breast flesh puckered under the pressure a bit and the little girl moaned.

"You had better cut that out, Daddy, or you are going to make me horny all over again," the pretty little blonde said with a charming giggle.

"And what would be wrong with that. If you are horny I will appease you. We have the rest of our lives to give each other pleasure," MacIntyre said turning up one corner of his mouth.

"Ummmmmmmmmmm," Sally said. She hummed with her pouting lips pressed firmly together. She could feel her hard nipple against the center of Daddy's palm.

"Were you telling the truth when you said that you couldn't stop coming?" MacIntyre asked. He began to move her breast in a slow sensuous circle. He could feel Sally's mouth running up and down the side of his neck, behind his ear.

"Absolutely, Daddy!" Sally said enthusiastically, although her voice was no more than a whisper. "I must have come a zillion times while your cock was inside me."

"I'm so pleased. I guess that means that you are going to want to do it again," MacIntyre said. His chest moved up and down as he offered a laugh.

"I should say so. I want to do it again as soon as your cock gets hard again," Sally said. She ran the tips of her fingernails down his flat hard stomach toward the top of his golden pubic patch. The little girl could see that the base of that yellow patch was stained also by the blood from her pussy wound.

"Oh Sally. This is like a dream conic true for me. It has been hard for me – living alone with you for all of these years. Wanting you, but afraid to touch you."

"You don't have to worry about that any more, Daddy. From now on we can have sex whenever you want it. If you feel the slightest bit horny, you just let me know," Sally said. She flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth rapidly across her loving father's earlobe. The man moved his thumb and forefinger to her nipple and pinched it lightly. Sally whimpered and let out a deep sigh of pleasure.

"It feels so good touching you giving you pleasure," MacIntyre said. He pinched her nipple more firmly and saw his lovely daughter jerk a little bit.

"There was one point, while you were fucking me, when I thought I would pass out – just because the pleasure you were giving me was too intense."

"I guess you saw the fireworks then, huh, little girl?" MacIntyre asked. He could feel his cock sprawled limp on the top of his thick muscular thigh. His balls were no longer swollen. But he got the impression that he wasn't going to have to wait for very long for his horniness to return. There was something about his sweaty naked daughter at his side that let MacIntyre know he wouldn't have to wait for very long at all before his sexual arousal would be rekindled.

"Just like on the Fourth of July," Sally said. She used the tip of her bold and curious tongue to explore the inside of her father's ear. She pulled back out when she tasted something bitter and harsh to her tastebuds.

Sally then kissed lightly down the front of his body. She began a long journey with her tingling lips and slightly swollen tongue that wasn't going to stop until she got to his blood-soaked prick. She kissed down the front of his throat. The pretty little girl flicked the tip of her tongue across MacIntyre's Adam's apple for a moment – which felt a lot better than the handsome blonde man thought it was going to. He could feel the palms of her sweet hands on his chest. The little girl parted her lips and stuck out her tongue so she could lick and suck at his tiny nipples – just as he had done for her. His muscles tensed and he fidgeted on the bed as she gave him pleasure. Sally was somewhat surprised to find out that a man's nipples were just as sensitive as her own. She had always wondered why men had nipples in the first place. They didn't seem to serve any purpose. She figured that if they were erogenous zones, well, that was a good enough reason for her. She sucked and licked at his nipples for a long time and noticed that they got harder and larger with the direct oral stimulation – just as her own would under the same conditions. She then kissed down the man's belly. She could tell that she was getting more blood on the bedspread as she rolled onto her tummy – but she didn't care. The damn bedspread was going to have to be washed anyway. It stopped mattering how dirty it got. She tried not to look at the stain she had made while she was getting laid however. She knew that it was all natural and stuff, but her stomach felt a little nervous when she looked at her own blood stain. She knew that that would not be a problem when she licked her father's prick, however. Sally knew that anything that came off of Daddy's tool would taste delicious to her.