Donna Allen - Hot coming family

"I remember that, Daddy," she said softly. "I'm still crazy about you. More than like a father, but like a man. I think you're the sexiest man in town."

She twisted the sheet in her hands and they stared into each other's eyes. Fred scratched his crotch again and looked anxious.

"If you want to take it out and scratch it, you can," Pattie blurted out. "I've seen cocks before." She blushed furiously when she realized what she had just admitted.

Fred sighed and moved closer to the naked girl. "So you're not a virgin," he said, unzipping his fly and bringing his prick out.

He moved his hand to the side and let his prick stand up stoutly. It swayed back and forth and he sighed again. He pinched the flared rim under his cock-knob and turned to his daughter.

"I guess I'm just a dirty old man," he said.

Pattie leaned over. "Can I touch it, Daddy?" she whispered.

"Do you really want to, honey?" he said, taking her hand and placing it over his prick.

"Oh, Daddy, it's so hard!" she squealed.

"Your hand feels good on it, baby," Fred said. He leaned on one elbow and stared at the teenager's face. "You can pump it if you want to. As long as you're not a virgin anyway, I guess it won't do any harm."

"I'd like that," the teenager said. "I'd like that a lot, Daddy."

"Go on and get a good hold on it," Fred said, "it won't break."

She feigned innocence as she lightly touched the tip of his prick. "Like this?"

"Yeah, rub it right there, honey. And use your fingers on the shaft. You know that's called the shaft, don't you?" He took his prick from her hand and illustrated what he wanted from her by giving it a few hard strokes.

"Let me," Pattie giggled, pushing his hand aside and crouching on her knees in front of him. She wrapped both hands around his dick and Fred raised his ass off the bed and pushed his jeans and shorts down.

When he was naked, she smiled lovingly and used one hand to caress his fuckpole. He reached over and closed one hand over her left tit and the little blonde sighed.

"I love when you touch me, Daddy," she said. "Oh, Daddy, I love when you pull on my nipple like that."

"You've got a gorgeous pair of jugs, honey," Fred said, using both hands on the teenager's tits. He stroked them and squeezed them and Pattie closed her eyes and clutched his dick in her fist.

A crash of feeling shot through her pussy and her heart beat so fast she thought she might faint. "I'm glad you like them," she said. "I'd rather you liked my tits than anyone else in the world."

She opened her eyes and began pumping his prick hard again. Fred let one hand drag down over her belly while he fondled her firm young boobs.

"You been fucking around a lot, baby?" he said.

"I only just started a few moments ago," she said.

"But you like it, huh?"

She nodded solemnly. "I love it, Daddy."

"A chip off the old block," he chuckled.

"Does Mom love it too?" she said.

He nodded. "Your mother loves fucking more than anything."

Pattie's cheeks flushed brighter as she stroked and squeezed her father's dick. "You won't tell her about us, will you?" she said.

He moved his hands down to her waist and bent down to lightly kiss the tip of one boob. "I wouldn't think of it," he said.

Pattie shook all over when her father kissed her tit. "It'll be our secret, huh?" she whispered.

"It'll be our secret, baby," he said. "Let me have a good look at your pretty cunt. I can't see it real good when you sit that way." She sat back and blushed furiously as she parted her legs and exposed her cunt to his probing eyes. He stared at her gulch for a moment. "It's a beautiful pussy, honey," he said. "It's made for fucking too. It's nice and wet and tight looking. Just made for a nice hard cock. You're not scared, are you?"

The teenage blonde fluttered her eyelashes and cocked her head. She reached for his cock and began stroking it again. "I'm not scared, Daddy," she said. She stared at his crimson, taut-skinned cockhead. "I love having a cock inside my cunt."

Fred suddenly pressed a finger against her gash and wet it with her juices. He polished his cockhead with her pussy-cream and smiled. "Now we're going steady," he chuckled. "Our juices are mingled."

They giggled and he returned his fingers to her cunt-folds. He wiggled them around her dripping gulch. He tickled her with his free hand and she squealed and thrust herself at his fingers.

"God, Daddy, you're turning me on so much!" she breathed.

"That's the idea, honey," Fred said. He leaned forward and planted a kiss on her lips. "You've got as fine a cunt as a girl can have."

The teenager pushed her cunt against his probing fingers and squeezed his cockroot with her fist. Flopping over onto her belly, she rubbed her tits against his prick and balls.

Fred stared down at her blonde hair and laced his fingers through the maze. She buried down against his belly, pushing her tits against his crotch.

"You're getting me all wet," she giggled. "Your cock is leaking all over my titties."

She sat up, letting her tits hang over his crotch. He gazed at her cleavage. It glistened with a glob of fuck-cream. Taking a deep breath, the blonde tease waved her jugs in front of his face.

Bending down all the way, she held her face above his prick. Crouching between her father's thighs, she brought her lips to within an inch of his cock before moving away again.

He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back.

"You're a real hellcat, aren't you?" he said. "You're still a minx. Nothing's changed since you were little."

"You always tell me people basically don't change," she said. "Don't blame me if I believe you." Her nostrils flared as she leaned against the headboard and brought her knees up to her tits.

Fred spread out on his side, his face leaning on one hand. He stared at his daughter while she deliberately let her legs fall open to reveal her blonde-fuzzed cunt.

"What are you really saying?" he said.

"I'm saying," Pattie said boldly, "that you walked right in here without knocking."

"I knocked. You didn't answer," Fred said defensively.

"I know that, Daddy," she giggled.

Fred's eyes narrowed. "You heard me knock?"

She nodded and grinned. "Sure, I heard you."

"Why didn't you say something?"

"I wanted you to think I was sleeping."

"You wanted me to come in here."

She dimpled and stuck out her tongue. "Guilty," she said.

He grinned broadly and curled his strong fingers around one of her wrists. "Get over here and take it into your mouth," he growled and she rolled onto her belly and hovered over his cock.

He stretched out on his back and she pursed her lips and smeared them lightly over the tip of his prick. Her nostrils flared and her cheeks sank in and she gripped his cock-root with one hand and his balls with the other.

"Oh, baby, that feels so damn good," Fred said.

A glob of spunk oozed out of his piss-slit and attached itself to the teenage blonde's full lower lip. She let it hang there for a moment before parting her lips and taking his prick-knob into her mouth.

He groaned and she sucked hard, rubbing her belly against his thigh. He reached down and grabbed one of her tits and caressed her nipple while she tongued his dick.

Suddenly the teenager stopped sucking. She held his prick in her mouth without moving and then let it slip out. She sat back on her haunches and tossed her hair over one shoulder.

"Did you hear something?" she said.

"No, why'd you stop?"

"I thought I heard someone downstairs."

"Forget it. The door's closed. No one will come in."

"Mom might."

"She won't come in. She knows at your age you need your privacy. Come on, honey. Get down there."

Pattie was nervous now. She wanted her father to fuck her, but she certainly didn't want her mother to find out about it. Fred reached over and took one of her wrists in his strong hand. She lowered her mouth to his cock and reluctantly took his cockhead back into her mouth.