Harry Stevens - Daughter_s new, hot family

"Perfect, Daddy, perfect!" Kitty cried. "Now feel me cum for you!"

Her fucked cunt immediately went into orgasmic spasms. Her cunt was tugging and hauling at her father's prick, leaving him breathless.

"You're too good to be true!" he moaned. "If I closed my eyes, little girl, I could swear you really are my flesh-and-blood daughter!"

"Even more than you know, Daddy!"

John Branch did close his eyes, sighing. "Yes, yes, this is as close as it gets to the real thing. As good as it gets to fucking my own daughter!"

Fucking her in an almost dream-like state, John Branch placed his hands on Kitty's splendid, young tin. When she told him to go after her nipples, he pinched them.

"Awww, hurts so good!" Kitty groaned.

"Now more, Daddy, more! Treat my tits eyen worse!"

Her nipples were twisted around double. The exquisite pain went straight to her cunt to join the friction from her father's cock. Kitty came twice as hard as she had before. Yet still, she was greedy for more.

"My tits aren't all you can get at while you're fucking my pussy, Daddy!" she moaned. "There's way down below, too. Where I slit!"

John Branch needed no further encouragement to drop one of his hands between the cheeks of Kitty's squirming ass. He discovered she didn't shave there like she did her cunt. He approved, since that made her even more a combination of a little girl and a woman with both a smooth cunt and a hairy ass. He yanked at the silken fluff of her ass-hair, treating Kitty more welcome pain.

"I love it!" she squealed. "Now finger-fuck me there, Daddy! Deep and hard, straight up my horny asshole!"

John shoved a pair of fingers where Kitty slit. His fingers were curled at the knuckles, and felt like the head of a cock up her ass to go along with the cock screwing her pussy. And she felt the fucking from both sources rub together through the thin, membrane wall separating her fuck-holes.

"Oh. Daddy!" she cried. "It's as super in my ass as it is in my cunt. Just wish you could cum in me both places when you shoot your wad."

"Baby, don't soil me short!" John ached.

With a hiking thrust, his cock abruptly erupted at the depths of Kitty's pussy. Feeling his smelting jizz rush all the way into her womb. Kitty had only one regret – that there wasn't a similar flow also swamping her asshole. But she accepted that even a girl's father was only human, and she'd sure as anything settle for that pussyful of cum over any kind of load from anybody else.

After his last drop of cum was spilled, John's hard-on remained as rigid as ever. When he pulled his cock out of her drenched pussy-slit, Kitty hoped prick was headed for her shifter.

Her father's fingers withdrew from her stretched whole. In their place, his cock-head nudged against her. Just a shove, and his cock would be in her shit-chute, she thought, his dick's surging path.

"Go for it, Daddy!" she urged wildly. "It'll be an better than the first one!"

Kitty's was suddenly as jammed as much hard dick as she'd ever taken.

"Daddy, you stud!" she cried, crazed with lust. "Fuck my ass so deep that I can't help myself! So I do more than cum! So I shit, too, Daddy! Shit all over your cock at the same time I'm cumming!"

"Mmmm, you dirty, little bitch!" John Branch said with approval. "You're always one jump ahead of me, always ready in advance for whatever will turn me on the most!"

"That's what Daddy's little girl is for!" Kitty moaned. "Now pour it on, Daddy. Ass-fuck the living shit out of my cumming ass!"

"I'll split you in two if I can, bitch!" John Branch murmured lovingly.

"Yes, go font, Daddy! Rip me… rip me!" Kitty pleaded.

His cock was like a jackhammer. Kitty had never experienced such violence. And had never treasured anything more.

She came, the orgasmic network of nerves connecting her asshole to her clit humming. She started to boil within, when her bowels gave way. Hot shit burned her father's prick with its rushing slime. In return, his balls gave way, and he was answering Kitty's shitty flow with a creamy one of his own, shooting his wad even more mightily than he had in her cunt.

"Oh, Daddy, you did it… did it!" Kitty howled with glee as her ass was flooded with jizz. "Came in both my pussy and my asshole. It's heaven, Daddy, pure heaven! Makes me the luckiest girl in the world! Thank you, Daddy, thank you!"

After pulling away from his cock, she reared up and pounced on his wonderfully filthy fuck tool. She sucked her stilt off of his cock, keeping his cock hard, and didn't stop until there was yet another load of jizz for her to devour.

"Daddy," she said, "it's only gonna get even better between us. We'll be so sucking, fucking great together!"

"No man in his right mind would argue with tat!" John Branch sighed, his overworked cock reluctantly collapsing in a sticky coil. "You've got the job. My mistress."

"Is that all, Daddy?" Kitty pouted.

"I mean, welcome home, little girl! I've finally bought myself a daughter to fuck. As long as you put out like this for me, you'll live like a princess in Centerville. The way John Branch's little girl should!"

"I'll earn it!" vowed Kitty, never meaning anything more in her life. "You won't believe how much I'll earn it!"

John Branch sighed, though still not suspecting the whole truth about the remarkable, young woman who'd entered his life. "Little girl, after today, nothing you do will surprise me. You're that good for me. But, tell you what, don't let that stop you from frying."

"You've got yourself a deal there," Kitty promised. "You can bet your life on that… Daddy!"

"My boy, I was your age once, so I can understand how you got mixed up with her. She is a pretty, little thing," John said to Andy. "But I'm also a lot older and wiser than you, so you'll have to take my word that this girl is not for you. Definitely not. Trust me on this one and you won't be sorry."

"But suppose I do agree to cut her loose, Dad?" Andy Branch asked. "What'll happen to her? She still needs a place to stay."

"I'm not a hard man," John Branch said. "I'll take personal responsibility for finding her something. You don't need to worry about her."

"Well, if you say so, Dad," Andy replied, sighing with relief that he'd gotten out of the mess so easily.

"Then you just have to promise me you won't try to see her again, and I'll handle the rest. Do we have ourselves a deal, Son?"

"Yeah, sure, Dad, whatever you say!"

"So it's settled. Now, here's ten dollars no, twenty. Go out and have yourself some fun, Son, and forget all about her."

Andy took his father's money and left. Then John Branch went to the phone and made a call.

"Get the top floor rooms ready right away," he instructed the superintendent of the apartment building he owned across town. "A young lady will be moving in early this afternoon. Make it extra nice for her."

Assured that it would be taken care of, John Branch hung up with a satisfied grin, sure he'd pulled off his sweetest deal since he'd started keeping young women on the side. Then he called the store where he'd sent his latest mistress for a sexy, new wardrobe and gave her the address of her new apartment.

"Yes, everything's right on schedule. No loose ends," John said, congratulating himself. John Branch's confidence, however, was misplaced. For although he'd taken care of Andy, his other son, Greg, was lurking in the hallway, overhearing enough to know the score.

"So," Greg Branch said to himself, "Pop's got himself a brand-new mistress. How about that? Wondered when he'd get around to replacing the last one."

He rubbed his hands together in anticipation. "Well, just guess I'll have to go over and welcome her into the family!" Greg laughed out loud. "Like I did the last one, when I found out about her!"