David Crane: See the family come

She stared at her father's cock and balls, and he found himself staring at her cunt. They stood that way for a long moment. Then they looked into each other's eyes.

"If you wanna lick my cunt, it's okay," she whispered, moving her hips sensuously and invitingly. "I want you to tongue-fuck me, Daddy."

He groaned and grimaced.

"You licked my panties out – do my pussy now – please give my pussy a plating, Daddy," Ginny moaned.

Mike still hesitated, torn by doubts. His daughter obviously had no doubts at all – nor did Barbara as she watched from the closet. If oral incest was wicked, that only served to make it more exciting to secretly watch it, the wanton woman was thinking.

How could Mike resist such an offer? Barbara thought. Her daughter's cunt looked so juicy and scrumptious that Barbara would have loved to suck it, herself!

"Honey, I – we shouldn't…" Mike was mumbling.

But Ginny could see that his resolve was weakening. His nostrils flared, and she knew that he was breathing in the tantalizing aroma of her overheated cunt.

She know the things that excited a man, too. Reaching into the dresser drawer, Ginny groped around and found the cum-drenched panties.

She pulled them out and held them up, like evidence exhibited at a trial, making Mike blush anew.

"So much spunk," Ginny sighed.

She brought the panties to her face and her tongue flicked out, slurping at the thick cum.

"Ummmm – yummy!" she purred.

Her daddy – not to mention her mother – stared at her in a dumbfounded way.

Her pink lapper slid through his creamy cum, lapping it up. She curled her tongue from her lips, letting him see the cummy film coating her taste buds. Then her throat pulsed as she swallowed some.

"Your jizz is so delicious, Daddy – I just love it! I wanna swallow a lot of it," she rasped, taunting him, dipping her tongue into the gooey pool.

Her lips formed an oval, teasing him with the prospect of plunging his prick into that moist facial fuck-hole. Her tongue slid across, dripping cum and spit down her chin.

"Eat me out – then I'll suck you," she whimpered.

What man could have resisted?

And what randy mother could have failed to watch?

Barbara didn't know which she envied more her daughter's cunt, about to get licked, or her husband's tongue, about to sink into that creamy cunt.

Mike gave a whimper, then a sigh, almost of resignation – and certainly of readiness.

He had convinced himself, abruptly, that oral sex wasn't really incest, like fucking would be.

"Yeah, honey – I'll suck your cunt," he said nervously.

And Ginny trembled in expectation. The girl moved to the bed and sat on the edge, where they could have the added pleasure of seeing themselves reflected in the big mirror. Her slim, shapely thighs were parted, her legs trailing to the floor.

She tilted her pussy up as if she were serving it to him on a tray. Her cunt slot was flooded and her pink clit was standing like a rock in a creamy tide.

Her father moved towards her, his stiff prick thrusting out, his head and shoulders thrown slightly back as if to counter-balance the weight of his big prick.

He went down on his knees. With his cock towering so tall, he seemed to be sliding down a pole, like a firefighter called to a raging inferno. His cockhead loomed so high now that it was damned near brushing him under the chin.

He didn't touch her for a moment. He knelt there, drinking her in with his eyes, like a glutton presented with a banquet and salivating over the feast ahead of him. He gazed at her cute tits, then into her groin, licking his lips hungrily as she jerked her pussy up.

Her cunt looked like a delicate pink shellfish served in a French cream sauce.

Leaning forward, he flicked the tip of his tongue against a swollen tit tip. He licked the other nubbin and ran his lapper up through her cleavage. Turning his face from side to side, he nursed on her stiff nipples in turn, whetting his appetite for the main course below, steaming in her crotch, wafting up succulent aromas to his nostrils like a caldron of boiling stew ready to be served.

Ginny arched her back, grinding her tits around in his face, cradling his head to her adoringly. Her tit tips were expanding in his lips. It felt lovely. But Ginny was much, much too hot and horny to need any foreplay, and she knew his mouth would feel even better on her cunt.

"Daddy – Daddy – go down on me!" she whined.

Mike groaned and began to slide down, licking her tummy and probing into her belly button, lingering over the preliminaries as he approached the fragrant feast.

His tongue ran through her blonde cunt down. Teasing her – and himself – he by-passed her pussy and began to lick up the flesh of her inner thighs, tasting the cunt juice that had already trickled down from her foaming fount.

Ginny hiked her ass up, shoving her cunt out. "Do me, Daddy – I'm so fucking hot!" she begged, jerking her groin convulsively in his face.

He shot his tongue out and tapped the tip against her frenzied clit. Ginny gasped at the contact. He drew back for a moment, savoring that first taste of his little girl's pussy, then ducked in for another slurp.

"Yeah – yeah! Lick me good!"

Mike began to flutter his lapper all over her pussy, licking her open cuntlips and her swollen clit and stabbing up into her fuck-hole as far as his tongue would reach. He was turning his head and forcing his lapper in to lave at the moist inner pussy folds. Then he tongued her cunt slot, using his lapper to spoon the cream out.

He held her by the hips, turning her pelvis in his hands and grinding her groin in his face. Ginny undulated and squirmed with the joy of that fatherly attention. When he fucked his tongue in, her cunt hole sucked on it just like a bearded mouth being French kissed.

He pushed his nose into her cunt gash, breaking in, then panting up her fuck-tunnel. His lapper whisked and flailed and ladled into her pussy again. He was using only his tongue, at first. Then he clamped his open mouth to her cunt mound and began to suck on the unfurled slot as he tongue-fucked her cunthole.

"Oooooh! Suck me, Daddy – suck my cunt off!" she squealed, pumping against his eager face.

His tongue felt fat and bloated, filling her pussy. His lips were glued to her pussy as if pasted to her by cunt juice and saliva.

Cunt cream streamed over his taste buds and bubbled past his lips, into his mouth. He sucked and swallowed, adoring his daughter's dewy delicacy, drinking her incest oil down with enthusiasm.

His lips fastened an her clit, sucking steadily, feeling the swollen bud spark and ripple. Mike was eager to bring her to a creamy cumming in his mouth, because he was longing to give her the pleasure of creaming and keen to gulp down her sweet pussy nectar – and also, of course, because she had promised him a blow-job, in exchange.

Opening his mouth wider, he clamped it over her whole dribbling cunt, nursing the rim as he lashed his lapper into the sodden fuck-chute.

Ginny clamped her thighs around his head for a moment, holding him locked in a velvet vise. But then she threw her legs wide apart again. There was no need to hold him where he wanted to be. His mouth was stuck to her cunt like a rubber plunger to a clogged drain. He inhaled her fragrance and ingested her cunt juice.

The sweet flow was getting hotter and thicker and creamier as the youngster's cunt juice turned to sweet girl-cum.

Her feet rose up, pedaling in the air behind him as if she were riding a bicycle up a bill. Her heels drummed on his back and shoulders. She arched and twisted, her nubile body churning against his face.

His hands shifted down from her hips and cupped her under the trim cheeks of her little ass, lifting her loins higher, as if her fuck-hole were a goblet he was draining to the dregs. Her flow kept getting richer and steamier with every suck. His face was buried in a seething swamp.