Chapter 8
"Hey hey folks! This is Crew Galloway here at WYOK radio in Kansas City, center of the country and center of your radio dial. We got another hot night ahead of us, eightythree degrees at ten p.m., and brother, it's still climbing. Now, for your listening pleasure ."
Another night in the Midwest. Sylvia flicked off the radio and fell listlessly back into the lumpy mattress, trying to ignore the way the sheets clung with sweat to her naked body.
The heat was everywhere. It seemed to grow by itself in her cramped, dirty, rundown bedroom. Eightythree degrees at ten p.m. Sylvia moaned. No wonder she had insomnia.
Though the heat wasn't the real reason. It wasn't even half of it. The real reason she couldn't get to sleep was the way she felt about living in Kansas, alone in the apartment with her father.
Her father. Sylvia turned over on the bed and pulled the sheet over her head, feeling her big bare breasts flatten against the mattress. She knew she'd never get to sleep now. She could never sleep when she thought about him.
He was different now. She'd been living with him for a week and he hadn't acted like a parent towards her even once. It was as if since the divorce he'd decided not to be her father anymore, had chosen instead to have his daughter treat him like any other man.
He was a drunk, just like Tom had said. He worked the day shift at a downtown factory, and he almost never got home before spending a few hours in a local bar. When he did return he might have a bruised lip or swollen cheek from a fight, or he might be drunk enough to pass out, or he might even be smeared with the lipstick of some anonymous barroom whore.
Sylvia shuddered. Sometimes she couldn't understand how her father could live in such a tenement. The apartment was filthy and cheap, infested with roaches and too small for even one person to live in. Fathers didn't live like that. He really didn't want to be her father. Most of the time he wanted her to call him Bart, his first name.
The funny thing was, she knew she loved Bart even more than she had the `Daddy' from a year ago. And she loved him like a man.
She wanted to have sex with him like a man, too. She wanted to fuck him. Her own father.
"Oh God," Sylvia whispered. She moaned and rolled back and forth under the sweatdampened sheet, blushing fiercely with shame and humiliation. Already she could feel her fleecy haired pussy moistening with the juices of desire, her clit and fat pink nipples stiffening with lust. In another minute she knew she'd be spreadeagled on the bed, hotly fingerfucking her slippery cunt to thoughts of her Dad's long, big prick.
I do want to fuck him, she admitted miserably. Oh Jesus, I know I really do. I want to fuck him so much. He's not even handsome anymore. I don't know why he turns me on, but he does. I stare at his cock all the time through his pants, wondering what it looks like in the raw. Sooner or later he's gonna catch me . oh shit, what am I gonna do then? Sometimes I wish he'd just go ahead and fuck me. It's all I ever think about. I just jack off thinking about my Dad's throbbing meat .
Suddenly Sylvia knew that she had to have a long talk with her Dad Bart. She couldn't go on fantasizing like this about him. Something had to change, one way or the other. He was home now. She'd heard him come up the steps an hour ago, when she'd first been trying to get some sleep. This was as good a time as any.
She'd do it now. Sylvia jumped out of bed and quickly put on the loose terrycloth bathrobe she'd brought from home, pulling the sash tightly around her slender waist to cover her tits and pussy. Then she took a deep breath and opened her bedroom door, stepping into the hallway. Her heart beat wildly in her breast, and her hands were actually trembling. Now that she'd reached the decision to talk with him openly she could hardly wait to get the conversation started.
The hallway was short and badly in need of a cleaning, illuminated by a bare sixtywatt bulb hanging from the ceiling. Sylvia walked down it quickly, passing the kitchen and a closet Bart used for storing his tools. She was going to talk to him now. She was really going to talk to him. Sylvia saw the light under her father's door and automatically turned the knob. Already she anticipated the conversation too much to think of first knocking.
"Oh Daddy," Sylvia began, stepping into his room. "I was just thinking, do you mind if I talk . "
The words faded to nothing in Sylvia's throat. Her eyes widened enormously, and her mouth dropped open. Her mind began to reel in shock.
Bart was lying on the bed of his small, dirty room. Sylvia stared at him wildly, mindlessly taking in his features. He was a big, powerfully built man, dressed nearly always in the greasestained jeans and work shirt of his trade. His hair was thick and gray, and his square jawed, masculine face was lined from innumerable years of work in one factory after another.
But her father didn't have his clothes on now. He was naked, completely naked on his bed. His expression was at least as shocked as hers was.
Sylvia stared at her father's prick. It was stiff now, hard and throbbing. It was even bigger and more beautiful than she'd imagined it to be. His hand was around it now. There was a girlie magazine lying next to his thigh, where he'd dropped it. She's just caught her Dad beating off.
"Oh for Christ's sake," Bart muttered. The shock faded from his face, replaced by a mere annoyance. He folded his arms behind his head and stared at her irritably. "Didn't your mother ever teach you to knock?"
"Dddaddy!" Sylvia cried. She stared at him helplessly and backed against the wall, shaking her head back and forth. "Daddy, I . oh God Daddy, oh God!"
"Now, don't get all embarrassed," Bart muttered irritably. "You know what a dick looks like. That's why you got sent to live with me, isn't it?" Bart chuckled and patted the bed next to his thigh. It was obvious that he wasn't at all bothered to be seen naked by his daughter. "Now you just come over here and tell me what you want to talk about."
Sylvia bit her lip and struggled to control herself. Automatically, hypnotically, she pushed herself away from the wall and moved to the bed. But she didn't sit down. Instead she simply stood over him and stared openly at his rockhard prick.
She couldn't take her eyes off it. The shaft stood out of his wiry cock hairs with twitching, pulsing stiffness, completely swollen with blood. Even before her eyes his slit oozed pale white jism all over the spongy knob. Apparently her Dad had been about to spurt his cream when she'd entered the room.
Yes, he was about to cum! He was ready to blow his wad right now. The wetness in Sylvia's pussy increased dramatically, until her cunt mound burned and tingled with the wantonness of her thoughts. Yes yes, about to cum, she thought dazedly . squirting his cum out of his balls . out of his dick .
"Sylvia! I asked you a question! What'd you want to talk to me about?"
"I want . I want . to talk . ohh ."
Again the words died in Sylvia's throat. For a few seconds longer she stared at her father's throbbing meat, realizing that she was growing hornier and hornier, hornier than she'd ever been in her life. Then she shrugged the bathrobe off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor, leaving herself absolutely naked.
"Sylvia!" Bart exclaimed. "What the hell ."
"I want to fuck you, Daddy," Sylvia whispered. The words seemed to come out of her by themselves; she felt as if she had no control over her actions. "That's what I want. I want you to fuck my pussy for me ."
Bart looked at his daughter speechlessly. Sylvia sat down next to him on the bed. She lifted her hand and wrapped it around the twitching length of his hardon, squeezing the rubbery stiff meat against her palms. Then she eagerly began to jerk him off, stroking his erect dick even harder than he had been when she'd entered the room.
"Sylvia . oh Jesus Christ!" Bart stammered. He stared speechlessly at her hand racing up and down the blueveined stiffness of his tool. "What are you . I'm your father!"
"I don't care. You know it feels good Daddy, don't lie to me!" Sylvia whispered intently. "Oh God, I just love your cock! It's so big and stiff! I'm going to fuck you whether you want to or not!"
The cum was burbling freely out of Bart's knob, running down the shaft of his prick. Sylvia lifted her left hand and gently squeezed his fat spongy dick head. The wetness of his jism coated her palm. She rubbed it then all over the crown of his rod, massaging and milking and beating his bloated cock with both hands.
"Unnnhhhh," Bart sighed. All at once the resistance seemed to pass out of the older man. Groaning, he relaxed on the bed. "Oh Sylvia, that's nice . unhhhh ."
"I like it too, Daddy!" Sylvia mewled shamelessly. "Here. Let me do it harder!"
Sylvia wrapped both hands around the shaft of her Dad's meat. Her fingers and the flesh of his rod were completely wet with jism. It was as if she'd covered his cock with massage oil. Hotly Sylvia jerked both hands up and down his throbbing pole, smiling as her palms made wet slapping sounds against the flesh of his organ.
"Oh Sylvia, you're making me cum," Bart sighed. "Suck on it, baby . ahhhhh ."
Sylvia leaned forward so that her stiffnippled tits caressed his thighs, dropping her head into his pulsing prick. Without removing her hands she applied her tongue hotly to his cock head, laving it all over the spongy knob and darting it quickly into the slit. Then she began to kiss all over the slippery pole of his hardon, like a little girl toying with her first stick of candy.
"Ahhhhh yes," Hart moaned. He thrust his hands into his daughter's thick hair, controlling the movements of her mouth over his warmly throbbing cock. "That's so good . suck it some more . "
Sylvia felt incredibly horny and happy at the same time. The idea of showing her beautiful body to her father, of being able to do whatever she wanted to his lovely thick prick: it made her cunt dripping wet just to think of it. She didn't want him to cum right away. She wanted to keep his meat hard as long as she could.
Sylvia held the tip of Bart's rod in position with her hand, tenderly wriggling her fingers into the bonelike hardness at the center of his pole. She ran her lips and tongue all the way down the underside of his dick, kissing it, playing with it girlishly. When she reached his nuts she took each of the cum swollen globes into her mouth and sucked on them gently, as if warming his balls for the explosive release of jism soon to follow.
"Shit Sylvia, I can't take this!" Bart gasped. "I never had a blowjob like this in my life!"
"I know, Daddy," Sylvia purred. She withdrew her mouth from his twitching organ and held it in her soft hand, looking openly into his eyes. "But I promise I'll keep giving them to you from now on, every single day. I really love your cock, Daddy. All I want to do is keep sucking it."
Bart looked back at his daughter, and even the sight of his lazy smile made her whole body seem to throb with love for him. She couldn't tease him anymore with such a tantalizing, thorough blowjob. It was like torturing him, in a way. It was time to help her Daddy cum.
Sylvia knelt next to Bart's spread thighs, putting herself in the position that she had learned was best for sucking men's dicks. Her cheek was turned to him, and she remembered to brush her hair behind her ear so he could watch her mouth in action.
She pursed her lips around the twitching tip of his organ, nibbling on it gently to excite him. Then she slowly opened her mouth and let the iron hard inches of his prick pass between her lips, taking the first several inches of his cock in her mouth.
"That's right, oh Sylvia, you suck it so good," Bart moaned. "More . gotta cum now, my balls are so full . suck it hard ."
Sylvia gulped and flared her nostrils for air; it was the only way to breathe around a thick tool like her father's. Hotly she began to pump and bellow her cheeks in and out, applying the warm, wet sucking pressures that she knew men loved so much.
"Oh Jesus, can you give head!" Bart cried. "I been fucking since I was fifteen and I've never been frenched like this in my goddamn life!"
It made Sylvia hornier just to know how much she had pleased her father. She felt completely adoring and submissive to him, like a threeyear-old girl. Every pore of her being seemed to be devoted to helping him cream.
Sylvia's cheeks started to ache and blush with the feverish intensity of the blowjob, and her tongue hurt from licking his dick so much. But she didn't care. She tightened her fingers around his swollen rod and moved it to the very base of his hardon, his balls pressing upwards against the side of her hand. Then she hotly began to jerk him off with a hard, steady pressure, milking more and more of his cock into her sucking mouth.
"Let me . let me suck your pussy," Bart moaned. He grabbed his daughter's ankle and tried to pull her up with it. "I want to taste your cunt . we'll do sixtynine."
Sylvia pulled her ankle away. She was too anxious for the unloading of her father's cum. She could hardly wait to feel his delicious salty cream gushing down her throat.
"Ummmffff," Sylvia grunted, her throat making wet burbling sounds around his burning tool. She managed to pull her lips a little farther apart and engulf more of his prick. Then she furiously began to bob her head up and down, skillfully fucking her mouth with the throbbing stiffness of his huge dick.
"Ahhh fuck, ah shit, ahhhh," Bart muttered. He released her ankle and went rigid on the mattress, obviously on the very verge of blowing his wad. "About to cum now . oh Christ do you suck good . pop my rocks . suck on it . suck it hard ."
"Cum, Daddy," Sylvia moaned thickly. She squeezed his prick and began beating him off with a violent rhythm, feverishly jerking and milking his meat between her flushed sucking lips. Again and again she bobbed her head over his swollen shaft, desperately trying to get all of his cock into the clasping wetness of her throat.
"Umf umf cum, Daddy," she burbled, making strangely obscene, gurgling sounds as she sucked furiously on his prick. "Cum for me . umf umf . cum in my mouth . umf unnhhhh ."
The gushers of jism exploded wildly out of Bart's swollen purple knob. It was the hardest cum Sylvia had ever felt. The creamy white stream burst against the roof of her mouth, filling her throat and lips with his spurting cum. Bart grabbed his daughter's hair and writhed on the mattress as his throbbing dick squirted off repeatedly in her mouth.
"Oh Daddy, um, good, ummmmm," Sylvia gurgled. As the cream flowed out of his cum slit she steadily jerked his meat off, making wet gulping sounds as she happily drank down all of the cream that spewed from his tool. Her throat muscles worked skillfully around his rubbery stiffness, coaxing the last traces of jism up from his tightened balls.
"Oh God . oh Christ was that good," Bart sighed. He relaxed on the mattress and looked up at the ceiling, his eyes wide and his mouth slack. His huge hairy chest heaved laboriously up and down. He was obviously exhausted from the effort of cumming so hard. "I wonder . wonder if I'll ever recover?"
Sylvia almost felt herself panicking. She stared at his cumsoaked prick as she held it in her hand, licking the traces of jism from her lips. Already she could feel his meat softening in her hand, and her loins seemed to quiver in frustration.
She had to get her Dad to fuck her very soon. Sucking the cum out of his dick had made. her incredibly, irresistibly horny. She could feel the burning wetness flowing through her cunt, matting the fleecy curls surrounding her pussy with her thick love juices.
"Daddy?" she asked hesitantly.
"What is it?" Bart replied dreamily.
"Can you, you know . can you make your cock stiff again, soon?" Sylvia looked up at her father with shamelessly lustful eyes. Her nipples protruded a full halfinch from their large, dusky pink circles, more painfully stiff than they'd felt in months. "I'm really horny now, Daddy. You've just got to fuck me. I need to feel your prick in my pussy!"
Bart chuckled. "Let's do that sixtynine then, sweetheart," he muttered huskily. "That'll make me hard in a hurry, I guarantee you. I'll bet you've got such a sweet little cunt."
"Oh Daddy!"
Sylvia sat up on the bed and moved to sit on her father's face. She lifted her supple thighs and spread her knees across the mattress to either side of his cheeks, lowering herself so that the thick black hair of her pussy mound was over his face. Her belly undulated hotly upon his hairy muscular chest. His still softening dick bobbed directly under her mouth.
"Umm, Sylvia, your pussy smells fantastic!" Bart murmured. "God it's lovely, so small and tight and pink. Ummmm ."
Bart ran his hands slowly down the slender, tapered muscles of Sylvia's back, stopping when he reached the peachshaped shelf of her ass. He dug his fingers hungrily into her firm white cheeks, spreading and kneading their sponginess as he held them in position.
Then he began to suck her cunt. His lips pursed tightly across the pouting, moistened slit of her pussy, eagerly tasting the juices that flowed pungently from her cunt. Sylvia felt his tongue wriggle into her gash, running up along the pink, slippery walls of her fuck hole. Finally he found her swollen clit and worked on it with his lips and tongue.
"Unh Daddy! Oh oh yesss, unggghhhh," Sylvia gasped. She grimaced hotly, completely overwhelmed by the sudden pleasure of his cunt sucking. Unconsciously she released his wilting prick. All she could think of were the burning waves of sensation burning deeply through her pussy.
"Does that feel good, Sylvia?" Bart asked knowingly.
"Suck it Daddy! Suck it hard, you're making me so hot!" Sylvia cried. Hotly she began to hump her cunt across his face, uncontrollably thrusting her hairfringed slit into his mouth. "Unhhhh! Suck my cunt Daddy, make me cum! Nhuunnhh ."
Bart returned his mouth to his daughter's gurgling snatch. This time his mouth focused on her clit. He drew his lips around it and sucked it hard, as if to draw it even more stiffly from its glistening hood.
Sylvia whined and panted and squealed, humping her pussy feverishly into his face. Bart squeezed her ass and pushed his hand between the jiggling white cheeks. His finger touched her asshole, making the puckered ring throb convulsively in and out with lust. Bart thrust his finger all the way up her rubbery anus and stroked it in and out, jerking off her asshole even as his mouth worked on her dripping wet cunt.
"Unnggghhh Daddy, that's right, play with my asshole, ahhhhhhh!" Sylvia. She grimaced furiously and heavily brought down her hips, trying to get as much of her hairy cunt into her Dad's mouth as she could. Her pussy and asshole seemed to throb and pulse as one, the desire of her incest needs raging through her loins. "Suck it Daddy, suck me off! Ahhhunhhhhh! Oh Daddy, ahhhhh ."
Sylvia had to start sucking her father's dick. The thick, swollen shaft lay across his stomach inches from her eyes, halfstiff with blood. Sylvia grabbed it and pulled it into her mouth. Quickly she pumped her cheeks around the cum-smeared knob, sucking his rod even harder than she had before.
"Unhhhh," Bart moaned. Immediately his tool began to swell in her mouth, growing rapidly to total, throbbing stiffness. "That's right, baby, that's good," he sighed. "Keep sucking my meat."
Bart removed his left hand from the quivering cheeks of his daughter's ass. As he fingerfucked her asshole he inserted a finger into the slippery tunnel of her juicing cunt. Then he moved both fingers in and out at the same time, fingering both her holes, his mouth sucking and licking her stiffened clit.
"Awwww Daddy, ahhhhhhhhh God!" Sylvia shrieked. She sucked and stroked furiously at his growing cock, desperately trying to make it hard again so she could take it into her cunt. "I want you to fuck me, Daddy, I need your dick in me so bad!"
Sylvia's mouth and hand had made her father's prick completely hard again, standing straight out of the curly hairs surrounding his shaft. The head was bloated as fully as it had been before, and the long blue veins were engorged with blood. Her Dad was obviously ready for another cum.
Sylvia climbed off her father's face as fast as she could. In the space of a second she was on top of him, her swollen tits jiggling before his eyes as her knees dug into the bed to either side of his hips.
"Ahhhhh Daddy, I can hardly wait," she sighed. "I've wanted to fuck you so long ."
Sylvia held Bart's dick in position beneath her with her hand. Slowly she lowered her hair fringed cunt down into him, sighing with pleasure as she felt the knob press into the swollen pink lips of her pussy.
The head passed into her hole, throbbing securely in the clasping wetness of her snatch. Sylvia worked her rounded asscheeks in and out as she sat on it, gasping with incestuous pleasure as the length of his dick passed completely into her warm pussy.
"You've got such a tight pussy, Sylvia," Bart murmured. He stared dazedly at the ample globes of her large tits, focusing on the stiffly protuberant tips of her pink nipples. Raising his hands to them, he hungrily fondled the creamy white flesh of her huge jugs. "And your body's so beautiful . only seventeen years old . I can hardly believe this is all happening."
"It's happening Daddy! Oh Jesus, I'm fucking you right now!" Sylvia cried. Urgently she began to hump up and down over him, whimpering as she felt his rockhard tool boring in and out of her clasping cunt tunnel. "Ahh Daddy, your dick feels so good! Fuck me back, Daddy! Fuck my cunt!"
Milking her breasts, Bart slowly started to move his hips on the lumpy mattress. The meaty thickness of his cock thrust in and out of her slippery pussy, sopping wet and hot with the flow of her juices. Sylvia felt his balls bouncing against her ass, his prick chafing her burning clit, drawing her that much closer to cumming.
"Harder now, Daddy, fuck me good!" she pleaded. She leaned forward so that her heavy tits dangled over his chest, hotly needing to get another inch of his swollen meat inside her fuck hole. Then she frantically pummeled her ass over him, making her cunt slam furiously up and down his cum-smeared pole.
"Oh Sylvia, that's fantastic," Bart sighed. His huge dick seemed to grow a little bigger inside the clinging sheath of her pussy, as if the second load of his jism would shoot out of his knob at any second.
Bart wrapped his hands around Sylvia's bucking asscheeks. He squeezed them luridly as he rocked on the bed, increasing his movements ,to meet her eagerly lustful strokes. "Keep fucking me, Sylvia," he sighed. "Oh God, your cunt is so luscious . you're going to make your father cum."
Sylvia knew she was going to cum first. With every thrust of her Dad's prick into her the heat in her loins intensified, the walls of her cunt gripping the stiffness of Bart's cock. Sylvia grimaced almost painfully as she humped his rod, her cheeks flushing deepred with her agonizing incestuous lust.
Then the unmistakable tingling sensation pumped into her cunt and clit, and Sylvia knew she was cumming.
"Do it hard now, Daddy, fuck me hard, I'm cumming!" she begged. She clawed at his chest with her fingernails and rhythmically bucked her ass up and down, making his satisfying organ pump rapidly into her cunt hole. "Daddy, fuck my cunt! Cumming now, it's so goooood! Fuck me, oh Daddy!"
Sylvia came for what seemed like several minutes. Furiously the satisfying spasms ripped through her body, making her jerk and thrust over her father's body as if she were having a fit. In her excitement she lifted her pussy completely off of his rigidly stiff prick; his meat slapped against her belly, swollen to bursting with the load of his cum.
"Oh God Daddy, oh my God," Sylvia whispered faintly. "That was so . so fucking incredible . I never came like that before . I love you Daddy, love you so much ."
"I've got to cum too, honey," Bart muttered. "You've got my dick so stiff, if I don't shoot off I'm going to have one hell of a case of blue balls."
Sylvia stared at her father's painfully swollen tool, still panting as the force of her cum faded slowly inside her. She knew her cunt couldn't take any more stimulation, and her mouth and cheeks ached from sucking his dick so hard. There was only one thing left to do to relieve the pressure in her father's balls.
She wanted to do it with him. It was the first time she'd ever really wanted to do it with a man.
Sylvia turned on the bed, crouching on her hands and knees. She splayed her shapely thighs apart, spreading her cheeks. Yes, she'd do it, for her father. She couldn't wait to feel his prick deep inside her. She'd let her Daddy fuck her in the asshole.
"Sylvia?" Bart said questioningly.
"Why don't you fuck my ass, Daddy?" Sylvia asked shamelessly. She reached behind herself and spread the rounded cheeks of her ass wide apart, exposing the puckered circle of her asshole. The muscled little ring throbbed visibly in and out, as if her ass tunnel could hardly wait for the invasion of her Dad's rockhard dick.
"Come on, Daddy, fuck my asshole!" Sylvia continued wantonly. "I'm really horny for it now. It won't hurt me, honest. Please Daddy, put your big cock back inside me where it belongs!"
Bart sat up on the mattress and stared at his daughter's pink, tight asshole. The sight seemed to excite him; behind her back Sylvia watched as his prick grew a little stiffer, twitching straight out from his loins.
"Okay, honey," Bart murmured. "Whatever you say."
Bart knelt between his daughter's spread thighs, leaning into her so that his stillfirm stomach rested against her firm ivory cheeks. He held the base of his cock in his hand and fit the spongy knob into the rubbery grip of her asshole. Then he hungrily worked his hips behind her, slowly thrusting inch after inch of his burning hardon into her hot, tight asshole.
Now Sylvia could feel his prick going into her. The lips of her asshole spread and separated, reluctantly accepting the thickness of the rod that bored into her body. Sylvia struggled to suppress a slight twinge of pain and clawed the sheets with her fingers. Already it felt good, incredibly good. She couldn't wait to have all of her Dad's beautiful cock embedded in her asshole.
"Is that . okay?" Bart muttered thickly. He paused with half his meat inside her, sighing as the walls of her ass tunnel milked and squeezed around the stiffness of the tool. "Oh shit is that good . am I hurting you?"
"No, Daddy! Stick it all the way up my ass!" Sylvia cried. Eagerly she began to buck her lithe hips, encouraging her father to give her the fucking she needed. "Fuck me, Daddy! Ram it all the way up my ass and fuck me hard!"
Sylvia's humping motions excited her father tremendously. The cum began to ooze freely out of his knob, bathing the inner walls of her tunnel with the lubricating fluid of his jism. Easily now Bart slipped the rest of his prick into her asshole, until his balls rested against the cleft of her cheeks. Then be began to fuck her asshole in hard, fast strokes of his bloodswollen dick.
"Ahhh Daddy, that's right, fuck me hard," Sylvia panted. She lifted her ass and intensified the rhythm of her humping, making the bed creak and shake obscenely with her frantic motions. "You're making me so horny, I'm gonna cum all over again? Unhhhhh ."
Bart pushed his hands up his daughter's slender belly and grasped the hanging globes of her tits. Lewdly he squeezed her firm white jugs, rubbing his palms across the nipples to stiffen them. His meat throbbed deep inside her ass tunnel, making squirting sounds every time he slammed it into her hole.
Sylvia couldn't stand it. As her father reamed out her asshole she thrust her hands between her thighs and frantically fingered her slippery cunt tunnel, rolling her hard clit between her fingers. The wetness poured out of her fuck hole, making her inner thighs sticky with her own love juices.
"I'm gonna cum Daddy, keep fucking me!" she begged. "Up my asshole, fuck me hard ."
"Unh," Bart grunted. His long dick swelled to total stiffness inside Sylvia's rubbery hole. His balls tightened with cum against her jiggling cheeks. "Cumming now. cumming now . oh Sylvia . unhhh ."
The second load of cream squirted out of Bart's twitching cum slit, gushing to the root of her asshole. Bart moaned and kept his spurting meat buried in her hole, sighing as the torrents of cream erupted from his knob. His thick white jism burbled around the shaft of his cock, running out of her puckered ring and covering the cleft of her ass in cum.
"Cumming now Daddy, I'm cummming!" Sylvia gasped. "Unngggghhhh! Awwww Daddy, keep fucking my asshole, I'm . ahh ahhhh I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg ."
Then it was over. Bart groaned and fell heavily onto his daughter's sweating body. Gradually his prick began to soften inside her asshole. Sylvia whimpered girlishly and lay on her stomach. As horny as her Dad made her, as often as she hoped to ball with him again, even she couldn't have taken any more fucking that night.