Chapter 4
"I can feel my clitoris losing its role as my desire's focal point."
"Oh?"
"Yes. My sexual core is moving inward away from my love button."
"I see."
"I can feel a new magic spot forming, inside my hot twat."
"How deep?"
"Very deep."
"Tell me."
"The spot is way up past my cherry where I have never been touched."
"That statement is true only for the time being, I remind you."
"I know, I want you to introduce me to the wonderful world of full-fledged fucking, Daddykins," Tammy Mae said with a purring in her throat. Tammy Mae's vocal cords were causing her vocal intonations to drip with her incestuous sexuality.
The man mounted her. His balls rested on the protruding and slightly curled back outer edges of her inner cunt lips.
She could feel his testicles resting heavily on her labia, causing the swollen lips to curl back further at the edges.
She could feel the base of his cock throbbing against the base of her mound. But it was the tip of his cock that was astounding her.
Tammy Mae could feel the head of Daddykins's cock throbbing against a spot between her navel and her tits.
Yes, the girl could feel the man's cock tip throbbing above her dimpled and concave bellybutton. She tried to imagine.
She tried to conjure up and image. Tammy Mae tried to imagine how deep the man's cock would have to go.
How deep would the tip have to push inside her tummy before her inner lips had the honor of gripping his pole at the base?
Damned deep, you bet! She couldn't imagine it. Tammy Mae's imagination was not up to the task of conjuring such an image.
She couldn't even imagine how wide her inner cunt lips were going to have to stretch open to take even the head of his cock.
Tammy Mae could tell that her cunt was going to have to go from being this cute little pink vaseline slit to some kind of a gaping mouth.
Then the man flopped his chest down upon her chest, thus pressing her tits flat against his muscular upper torso.
Daddykins loved the way that the girl's tits felt as they throbbed against his muscular chest. She gasped.
The girl began to beat with tiny fists at her incestuously passionate father's shoulders. Daddykins was heavy.
Daddykins was making it impossible for Tammy Mae to completely fill her lungs with air. She couldn't breathe right.
Daddykins got the idea that he was making his ever-loving daughter uncomfortable. That was the last thing he planned.
He didn't want to cause Tammy Mae the slightest bit of discomfort. Of course, he knew he was going to have to.
He knew that, for at least one piercing moment, he was going to have to cause his daughter brutal pain. He knew she needed the pain.
She needed the pain because without the pain there would be no pleasure, and Tammy Mae knew it. The man lifted his chest.
Daddykins allowed the girl's breasts to return to their normal shape.
"Thanks."
"No sweat."
Daddykins then lifted his loins. His legs had been kicked out straight behind him. His weight had been on his knees and the tops of his feet.
Now his knees lifted.
He got up on his toes.
Daddykins looked as if he were about to do a series of push-ups on top of Tammy Mae, and in a sense he was.
The man lifted his loins in such a manner that his scrotal sack lifted from the outer edges of her inner cunt lips.
Tammy Mae could see that his scrotal sack looked just as full with come as it had earlier, before she drank some jizz.
The man lifted his masculinely narrow lower torso in such a manner that the base of his dick lifted from her mound.
Now only the very tip of his dick was touching Tammy Mae's body. IT touched her between her cunt and navel.
Daddykins's glans throbbed against the girl midway between the top of her snatch and her dimpled bellybutton.
The man then supported the weight of his upper torso on the palms of his hands. His elbows had lifted up off the blanket in the woods. The birds were chirping overhead. There was a white water brook making a nice sound in the distance.
The man pressed down with the palms of his hands Now the tips of Tammy Mae's nipples were just barely grazing the hair on Daddykins's chest. He straightened his back.
Then he arched his back so that the girl's feminine erections were not touching him at all. He lifted his right hand.
Tammy Mae could see that the man was supporting the weight of his upper torso with his left hand exclusively. He was right-handed.
Daddykins took his right hand and made a fist around the cock stem. He gave his dick several sharp squeezes.
He squeezed the shaft of his pecker experimentally, to make sure that his cock was as hard and thick as possible. Daddykins had nothing to worry about. Not in the boner department, anyway. Daddykins's cock could have gotten no harder.
No longer.
No thicker.
It was thoroughly engorged, all right.
This boner was every bit as still as the first one. Daddykins's cock was as hard as it was before Tammy Mae sucked him off.
Daddykins used his right hand to guide the tip of his cock to her cunt. Daddykins rubbed at his daughter's clitoris with his piss hole. Tammy Mae thought that felt very good but it was no longer what she wanted most of all. Her little man in the boat had been freshly delegated a secondary role in her libido. Tammy Mae's love button was now a secondary erogenous zone!