George Tipton: Two hot daughters

Each time Diane's ass slammed back down against them, his balls rumbled with his cum. His nuts were very full with fuck-cream, even though he had just come. John couldn't believe it. Not only did he feel like a teenager again, his body was acting like he really was.

Diane liked it when her father started fucking with her. His cock went into her with even more enthusiasm as they fucked as a team. She wiggled around, making his cock butt this way and that inside of her. John jammed his prick up, arching his back and holding his daughter around the waist to keep her securely fastened to his thrusting cock-shaft.

Tingles of orgasm fluttered through Diane, spurring her on and making her fuck faster. She had discovered that, when she had her dad's cock buried completely in her cunt, she could crush her clit against his groin. Her clit sent sparks out, lighting up her toes and making the ends of her hair sizzle. She pushed herself down harder, working out her orgasm.

"Uhhhh, arghhhh!" she moaned, twisting herself about. "Ummmmm!"

John caught on to what she was doing, and forced her down around the base of his prick. She was completely filled with cock-meat, and her clit was smashed brutally against her pelvis. He watched the look on his daughter's face change into the slack expression of impending orgasm.

"Come, Diane, come!"

Diane barely heard him. Tier body was on auto-pilot, slamming up and down. Her clit was on file and then, with one last twist of her hips, she brought herself off.

"Dad!" she sputtered. "Oh! Oh! Ohhhh!" John kept her slammed down around his cock, his buried prick taking all of her thundering, shuddering spasms. He tried to ride them out, but it was impossible. Before Diane had even stopped shuddering, he came, too.

His bellowing cries mixed with her high pitched squeals to form a very erotic cacophony. Their screams harmonized and bounced together, sounding like pure enjoyment. Then, right in the middle of it all, the white phone beside Diane's bed rang.

"Shit!" John exclaimed, nearly jumping out of his skin as the clanging brought him back to [missing text].

Grabbing for it automatically, Diane put the receiver to her ear while her cunt was still vibrating.

"Hello?" she said, her voice breathless. "Hi!" came Anita's voice. "Say, I'm feeling better now, and I thought you might want to come over. Maybe we can watch MTV or something."

Diane's pulse raced as she sat on the fleshy throne of her father's cock.

"I'm kinda busy," she said, looking down lovingly at her fucked-out dad.

"Yeah? What's up?"

Diane let the question hang for a moment, then she burst out laughing.

"I'm fucking my dad! God, it's incredible, Anita! I win!"

Then, without waiting to hear her friend's reply, Diane put the receiver back in the cradle and curled up in her father's arms.