William Taylor: Play together family

She undressed and lay down on the bed, and switched the reading lamp on behind her head. Then she put a book beside her. Her sparsely haired little pussy was aimed right at the crack of the door.

"Ohhhhh," she groaned. She listened, but heard nothing. "Wawwwww!" she moaned again, then cut it short and strained her ears. Yes. She had heard the couch squeak as her father stood up.

Joan threw her head back and pretended to be asleep as she groaned, "Ohhhh…" Her eyes appeared shut, but she was actually peering between her lashes.

"Ummmm…" she sighed, feeling her father's hungry eyes on her naked twat even before she saw his face at the crack of the door. She squirmed and twisted as if she was having a bad dream, giving him different views of her wet cunt and trembling ass.

Then she dropped her hand between her legs and stirred her fingers slowly back and forth, pretending to be unaware of what she was doing. She kept rubbing and moaning while her face twisted in what she hoped her father would believe to be delirious joy.

Hearing his harsh breathing, the daring adolescent widened her plump thighs. Walt gasped. Joan knew from examining herself that her virgin cunt was plump and pale pink, and not at all hidden by her few dark curls. And she just knew that everything down there was now wet and shiny.

"Oh, God!"

Walt stepped into her room, and Joan gasped and sat up in bed. He must have undressed in the hall, for he was naked from the waist down, and his gigantic cock poked straight out at her.

"Daddy!" Joan cried, jumping up and throwing her arms around him. "I was having an awful dream!" She pretended not to notice his nakedness at first. But she felt his hard dick pressed against her belly, the throbbing head nestling and poking at her belly button.

She stepped back a bit and looked down. "Oh!"

She looked up into her father's eyes. "Daddy?"

His cock was swelling, pulsing before her eyes. "Oh, God, Joan!" Walt said, lifting his hands to his daughter's beautiful tits. He cupped and squeezed them. Like melons, he thought, fleshy melons! He bent and kissed the red pointy tip of each nipple. Joan melted beneath him.

Reaching below his turgid, red-capped prick, she cupped her father's heavily-haired nuts. She'd been unable to get at them last night, and now she rolled and squeezed them with heated interest.

"Oh, Daddy," she groaned. "I love you!"

Stroking the fat length of his cock in her small fist, the horny young daughter moaned as his sweaty heat seared her small palm. Someday she'd tell him how she'd sucked this mighty pole dry without his knowledge, but not now. Her daddy's muscular prick tube was throbbing, and she leaned forward and examined it closely, squeezing its gristle-like stiffness with an enthusiasm she hadn't dared to use last night.

"I, Joan?" Walt hesitated, sighing as his daughter traced the network of rope-like veins with a finger. "Will, will you kiss it for me?" He tentatively placed his strong hands on the back of her head.

"Oh," Joan teased, pretending to be shocked. "I don't know if I should do that, Daddy. Isn't that sort of… uh, dirty?"

Walt groaned under her exploring fingers. "No, Joan," he said, thrusting his hips toward her pretty, pouting lips. "All girls do it for someone they love. Please, Joan. Kiss it!"

Joan looked up at her father as her small hands squeezed and jerked his fat, trembling dong. His handsome face was thrown back, and his eyes were shut. Joan pursed her lips and bent her head dawn, quickly kissing the leaking cockhead.

"Uhhhhh!" An expression of unbearable ecstasy turned Walt's face into that of a stranger. Joan smacked her lips loudly, wanting to excite him with the sounds she made.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, licking her lips and removing the tiny bit of moisture she'd picked up. It only made her mouth water for more. "It tastes good." She looked up at him.

"Should I keep doing it, Daddy?" she asked, her eyes wide and innocent.

"Yes, yes!" Walt groaned. "Kiss it, lick it, put it in your mouth and suck on it!"

Joan kissed his cock again, pressing her lips to the top and sides, and lashing her tongue up and down. She dribbled her saliva all over it and made a lot of squishy, slurping noises.

"Ahhh!" Walt sighed, his nuts churning from the sight of his hot and horny daughter's soft, wet tongue running over his straining meat. "That's enough, Joan. I don't want to cum that way."

"Oh, Daddy," Joan teased him some more, continuing to kiss and lick. "I never imagined your cock would taste so good! Can't I taste your cum? Please?"

Walt's pounding pulse threatened to burst a vein when he heard his sexy child begging to drink his cock cream. He forced himself to relax, then walked her to the bed and spread her out on it.

"Now I'm gonna do something special for you, sweet puss," he said. He crawled between his daughter's shapely legs.

"Ohhh, Daddy!" Joan whispered. "You, you gonna kiss me there, Daddy?"

"Kiss it, shit!" he rasped. "I'm gonna eat it, honey! And you'll love it!"

Joan hadn't considered that her father would want to kiss that wet, mushy slit between her legs. Rut when he raised his face to her lightly haired cunny, she blushed deeply, a little ashamed to have him looking so closely at what was supposed to be such a private, nasty place.

"Unghh!" Her father had pressed his lips to her pink cunt folds, and Joan felt his hot tongue gently licking up the sticky center.

"Oh, Daddy!" she squealed. "It feels so good!"

Walt lifted his face. "Hook your knees over my shoulders, baby," he said. Joan did, and her wet, wrinkled pussy petals winked and oozed juice inches from his lust-filled eyes. He spread the plump, frothy lips with trembling fingers.

"Oh, God, what a beautiful little pussy!" Walt groaned. And then he opened his mouth wide and sucked in his girl's tingling clit and all of the puffy folds.

"Yuhhh! Oh, Daddy!" Joan groaned, instinctively grinding her plump ass into the mattress. Walt wrapped his hairy arms around his daughter's rounded hips and made sucking sounds as his lips pulled at her distended little clit.

"Daddy-y-y-y!" Joan cried, grunting and panting like a rooting hog. Her heels drummed against his upper back.

Walt peered at his horny daughter's lust contorted face over the rise of her puffy bush and flat belly. And as he tongued her pouting, oozing snatch-lips, she grabbed her plump round tits and held them up for him to see. Rubbing the red nipples with her thumbs, she then pointed them at her father so he could see how big and swollen they were.

Walt lashed his long tongue all over his little girl's succulent pink gash, licking and lapping at her tasty, virginal beaver from her dainty little bunghole up to her tiny quaking clit. Hot cunt syrup ran over his tongue and smeared his cheeks.

Joan writhed in constant ecstasy, rolling her plump ass in slow circles, rubbing her sopping pussy across her father's darting tongue, and still holding her pear-shaped boobs. She cupped them by their soft bases, letting the dark, swollen nipples shiver and jump to add to his excitement.

"Ahhhh!" She groaned as his tongue scrubbed her tender clit. The cherry-colored bud felt ready to burst. She slid her ass up, pulling her knees to her chest and holding her father's nodding head, guiding his soft tongue to the slippery red ring guarding the dark, narrow mouth of her virginal cunt.

"There! There!" she cried. "Oh, yes, that's it! Yes! Ohhhh, Daddy!"

Walt pistoned his long tongue like a miniature cock into his kid's sopping wet, tight tunnel. Joan's shaking ass wriggled over the bed as he stroked her sensitive brownie before lapping up to the bubbling mouth of her cunt again.

Joan sighed and thrust her hungry, creaming little twat toward her father's eager tongue. Walt rooted and burrowed his face in his daughter's pussy for what seemed like hours, his tireless tongue scooping up her thick, sweet cunt honey and swallowing it as if it was vintage wine.