Unknown - Deeper, daddy, deeper

MacIntyre picked up a brand new bar of white soap and rolled it around his palms for awhile to make all of his fingers slippery with the lather.

When Sally raised her head the man began to soap up her breasts. The nicest tits in the world. Unimaginably firm and large. He swooned as he kneaded her breast flesh lovingly with his lathered digits. He rolled his fingertips lightly over her nipples, which were once again pointing slightly upward and hard as pebbles.

MacIntyre pushed her soapy tits together until the cleavage between them was long and deep. He worked both of the breasts in slow sensuous circles at the same time.

Sally tossed back her head so that her blonde hair fell low down her back between her shoulder blades. She pulled her lips back over her teeth.

"Oh Daddy, that feels fantastic. The slipperier thing get the better they feel when they are touched," Sally said. This was a concept that had just then occurred to the pretty sixteen year old.

"That's right, sweetheart. I am going to soap up every square inch of you, so that your entire body is as slippery as your tits are now," MacIntyre said. His voice was low and throaty.

Sexy.

Sally shivered.

The needles of spray struck her face.

MacIntyre tenderly lathered her shoulders and her arms.

He ran the soap lightly up and down the sides of her neck.

She turned her back to him so he could soap between her shoulder blades.

He lowered the soap sensuously to the top of her ass crack.

He ran the soap over the cheeks of her ass lightly and slowly.

Sally moved her feet a little farther apart in the tub.

She wanted to get her thighs as far apart as she could.

She moved so that her anklebones were pressed against the sides of the tub.

She could feel her buttocks and her cunt lips parting a little as she did this.

She could feel the steamy hot water rolling over her ravaged poontang.

Soothing.

Her pain was leaving.

She felt as if she would be as good as new by the time the shower was through. The little girl could feel her loving father kneading at the buttocks with the soap in one hand. He set the soap down in the soap-dish and began to fondle the cheeks of his daughter's round creamy ass with both of his hands. Sally was making little whimpering noises. It felt very very good. She could feel her knees begin to tremble. She could feel the muscles in her legs getting weaker by the second.

She began to wonder how much longer her legs would be able to support the weight of her diminutive body. As it turned out her legs had a long row to hoe before they would be able to relax.

MacIntyre could feel the ache returning to his balls.

He could tell that the blood would soon pumping downward in his masculine form – toward his groin.

He pulled Sally's ass cheeks apart as far as he could get them.

Sally could feel her asshole burning with desire.

The deep craving had returned to the sweet blonde's bowels.

Now, more than ever, she wanted her Daddy's dick deep up her butt.

Her fanny yearned.

Her ass was hungry.

Her itch was deep.

She needed that ten inch pole to satisfy her anal need!!!

"Daddy?" Sally said. Her voice quivered. She leaned forward at the waist. The little blonde girl pressed the palms of her hands against the white porcelain in front of her.

She spread her fingers apart and pressed hard with their tips. By the time her Daddy was done with her behind she would be pressing against that wall so hard that all of her knuckles would turn white.

Sally could feel her father running a soapy finger up and down the crack of her hairless ass sensuously, all the way from the top of the crack to the base of her pussy. MacIntyre gently washed her cunt lips, to get all of the blood away. He then splashed hot water up against her vagina to rinse all of the lather away. Sally wasn't thinking at all of the soreness in her pussy by this time.

She could only think of the desire in her asshole!!!

"Yes, my love," MacIntyre replied. He was noticing that she jerked and moaned every time he touched her asshole – as if she were trying to tell him something.

"I want you to fuck me in all three holes," Sally said. She could see his finger once again moving patiently between her ass cheeks which he held apart with the firm fingers of his other hand.

"Well, let's see. I have already fucked you in the pussy," MacIntyre said. He allowed the tip of his middle finger to linger on her anus for a moment making all of Sally's muscles tense involuntarily.

"Uh huh," Sally said. She began to move her ass from side to side. Even though her ankle-bones were pressed against the sides of the white porcelain tub, she was keeping her knees locked in the straight position.

"And I have already fucked your mouth," MacIntyre said. He pressed against a spot to one side of her asshole, making the flesh pucker under the pressure.

"Uh huh," Sally said. Her voice was so deep with her animalistic, incestuous lust for sodomy that she sounded a great deal older than she really was.

"I guess that only leaves one hole, huh?" MacIntyre said.

"That's right, Daddy," Sally said. His tease was fun.

The pretty little blonde teenager giggled nervously.

"Your asshole!" Daddy said. He began to push his middle finger in.

That finger was covered with soap suds and very slippery.

He turned his wrist so the finger was at the right angle.

He quickly pushed his finger past the tight tube of sphincter muscle into the softer bowel flesh, and Sally trembled. She pushed back with her ass. She wanted him to stick his middle finger – his longest finger – as deep inside her butt as he could possible get it.

Deeper.

Deeper still.

He did not stop pushing his finger into her bung until he could feel her tight puckered asshole gripping at his third knuckle. Sally thought it felt wonderful. She had never had anything stuck up her ass before – except for Daddy's tongue. The finger got much deeper than that. She could feel her loving father wiggling his finger around inside her. She had always wanted to do that to herself when she was masturbating, but she had been afraid that she would tear her soft internal tissues with her long red fingernail. But her Daddy's fingernails were square and filed short. He could move his digit around inside her bowels as harshly as he wanted – and never once would he have to worry about scraping her with his fingernail. The muscular blonde man could feel a ringling on the insides of his thighs. He could feel the little girl's asshole squeezing and throbbing against his finger. She was purring like a cat. She wanted his cock. She wanted all ten inches. The handsome man could feel the ache in his balls getting worse by the second. It was at that point that Sally's Daddy could feel the blood start to pump into his prick. His cock began to get longer.

Thicker.

Harder.

His testicles swelled.

Even though he had already been sucked off and had spilled his seed deep inside Sally's virgin cunt, his scrotal sack still felt as if it were filled to the brim with his come. It had been a long time for MacIntyre. He was coming out of his sex drought gloriously. His passion felt insatiable. He was as horny as he was when he was eighteen and that was pretty damn horny!!!

Sally could feel her father begin to work his finger in and out of her asshole slowly. He was getting the inside soapy. He wanted everything to be very slippery when he buggered her. Sally knew that her asshole was going to be asked to open further than it had ever opened before. MacIntyre's tool of manhood was a lot thicker than anything Sally had ever pushed out of her nether eye. That was for sure. The little blonde knew she would have remembered something like that. She was nervous. She knew that her asshole was even tighter than her cunt – and she remembered how much it had hurt when her Daddy had stuck his ten inch pole in that more elastic orifice. Now she once again feared that she had bitten off more than she could chew. The little girl could feel her heart pounding so hard it was threatening to beat right out of her chest. She could feel the sharp needles of shower spray striking between her shoulder blades. She pressed even harder against the white-tiled wall in front of her with her slim fingers and the palms of her hands. She could feel her Daddy's cock firming up against the back of her legs. She could feel it getting larger and harder rapidly. Both Sally and MacIntyre knew at that point that it wouldn't be more than a matter of seconds before his cock was hard enough to fuck once again. He knew that getting all ten inches of his pole up the little girl's butt was going to be the toughest task he had faced thus far. It would be harder to achieve complete penetration than it had been with either her cunt or her throat.