William Carson: Daughter_s hot pants

Carl stopped thrusting his prick up into his limp daughter. She looked as if she would never be able to move again. Her body was in a pool of sweat, damp and sticky, but somehow that seemed to turn him on even more. He looked over at where Marcia sat on the floor, pinching her tits and shoving a finger into her cunt.

"How would you like some of this cock up your pussy, baby?" he asked.

"I'd love some," the round-bodied girl answered with an impish grin.

"Tina," Carl said, lightly shaking his daughter, "You have to get off me now, baby."

The young girl slowly pulled her head up off her father's chest and looked at him. She managed a smile and nodded her head, but did not move other than that. Carl looked into her eyes and noticed a glazed, semi-conscious look.

"Dad," she whispered huskily, beginning to come out of her stupor, "I want to fuck you all the time, from now on, every single day!"

The older man thought about what his young daughter was saying, thought of how it would be to fuck the little girl again and again, whenever he wanted. He thought of being be hind her kneeling body as she thrust her ass up into the air, taking her doggie fashion. He thought of having her mouth down on his cock, her head bobbing up and down, and cumming in her throat. He couldn't wait until he did that! He thought of fucking her in the ass, and sensed somehow that that would be the wildest fuck of all time.

"You'll get to, honey," he told her, stroking the red hair which was so much like her mother's. "You'll get to fuck me whenever you want, babe. But right now you have to get off me so I can give the newest addition to the family a good going over!"

Tina smiled and pulled the tight lips of her cunt up off her father's cock. He grunted when he felt the pussy slide up him and all the way off. When Tina was away from him and Marcia was up on the bed beside him, the older man looked around the room at his family.

His wife and his son were watching him as he grabbed at the young girl from the orphanage. He grinned at them and threw Marcia down on her back. He laughed happily as he looked down at her beautiful, round body and quickly shoved her thighs apart. Her cunt was pink and wet and he put a finger to it and felt the heat. This girl needed to be fucked, and bad.

"Do it to me now, Carl," Marcia whimpered.

Carl pushed himself in between her thighs and quickly shoved his cock into her cunt. She was tight, but very, very soft to enter. She was incredibly good, and incredibly talented. Her teenage cuntal muscles grabbed expertly at his prick as it slid all the way into her pussy, trying to milk the cum from him.

"Jesus, baby, you're so fucking tight!"

He grabbed the full cheeks of her ass – one in each hand – and rapidly thrust in and out of her. He closed his eyes and let all his weight rest on the girl. He wanted only to cum, wanted only to think of himself this time.

"Yeah, this is good pussy, baby, good fucking pussy!"

In and out he thrust his prick, moaning with each stroke, sighing with pleasure as he felt the tight walls of her pussy rub against his throbbing prick.

Marcia looked up at the older man and grinned broadly. This was incredible, she decided, quickly glancing around the room. There they all were, all of them watching her and Carl Morgan fucking lustily away on the bed. What a great family, she decided.

Carl's incredible cock was doing wonderful things to her pussy. His huge prick bumped against her erect little clitty with each long stroke into her, and she knew she was going to cum in no time at all. This great old guy was the best fuck she had ever had, and Marcia sure as hell was glad that she was going to be living in the same house with him for some years to come.

And it wasn't just Carl! There was little Tina, the darling teen girl with the tasty pussy who had turned her on to the pleasures of womanly love. She knew, she and the girl would go down on each other hundreds and hundreds of times during the course of her stay with the Morgans, making each other cum again and again, with neither one, of them getting tired of it.

And then there was Peter, good old Peter, with the great tasting jism. Marcia looked over where he sat on the bed, casually playing with his mother's pussy. He was going to be playing with Marcia's pussy one hell of a lot, too, the round-assed girl thought.

He looked at Ellen and remembered kissing her and munching on her cunt. There would be plenty more of that, now that the older woman knew how great sex could be.

Finally, Marcia looked back up into the fact of the hairy, handsome man who was fucking her, the man with the nine-inch cock. She felt it herself about to cum, and knew by the way that Carl was plowing in her and grunting at the end of each long thrust that he, too, was about to shoot his load.

"Carl, fuck me," the young girl cried, "Carl, I'm gonna cum."

Marcia felt herself explode in ecstasy just as her huge-cocked new daddy shot his jizz into her.