David climbed the stairs, glad for the long day to be over. It was his last week working nights and, to make matters worse, Sarah had been texting him nudes for the last 2 hours. He peeked in Sally's room on the way through like he always did and smiled as he watched her sleep. His cock was ready worked up as he stripped and watched the sleeping form in his bed. The cool sheets felt good to his hot skin as he slid under them and right up to Sarah's naked body. Her long brown hair flowed down over her shoulders, highlighting her bronze skin.
"Welcome home Daddy", she purred as shr felt his warm body against hers, his cock slipping between her legs, the tip finding g her aching pussy. She reached between her legs and caressed his cock as he teased her pussy, her moan changing to a high pitched squeal as the tip touched her aching pussy. A second later Sarah had rolled her father onto his back and was sliding onto his erect shaft. She took his. hands and placed them on her hips as she
moaned softly. "Daddy...." she whimpered as she slowly worked and and down his shaft. His hands slid up her body, caressing her soft skin. His hands found her petite breasts. Even after giving birth to Sally, she retained her figure-petite breasts, firm yet supple. Her nipples were small, despite her excitement. She lay down onto him, kissing g him softly on his lips before licking along his lips. David wrapped his arms around his daughter and rolled her onto her back. He began fucking her hard and deep. An hour later she fell asleep on top of him.
David woke up the next morning with Sarah still on top of him. As she slowly woke up, she began grinding her body on his. "Morning daddy" she smiled groggily as she began to stir, grinding harder against him.
David was growing hard already from her attention. Even after 18 years as a couple, she could still arouse him in an instant. His mind drifted back to the first time they fucked as she kissed at his bare chest. He could hear her bare feet on the hard wood floors running down the hallway to his room as the thunderstorm rolled on relentlessly. She had been sleeping in panties and a spaghetti strap top that hit night, and clung to him with rach thunder clap. Admittedly, he made the first move, caressing the soft skin on her arm.
It wasn't until he move his hand to her hip that he realized her breathing had grown ragged. He moved his lips cautiously towards hers as his hand slid down to her bare thigh. As his lips reached hers, she clamped on to his. As if she needed his air. David slid his hand further down her thigh and she crawled on top of him. By this time David threw out all inhibitions and slid his hand down the back of her panties. Sarah whimpered against her father's lips as she pawed at his shirt. "Daddy" She whispered in between her ragged breaths. "Please.....make me yours."
With this she sat up and slid her shirt up over her head. She sat there awaiting his response.
All her friends had told her her books were too small. Yt as she sat there, she saw her father grin as he reached out to touch one. She closed her eyes as his hand gently groped her small b cup tit. She moaned softly as he rolled her tiny nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Her body responded by grinding harder against his hard cock. She wondered if he would fit inside her. Suddenly she felt his warm tongue against her nipple and it took her a second to realize his warm lips had slipped around d her hard little nipple.
"OH daddy!" She gasped. "That feels so good!"
She slid reluctantly off of him and slipped out of her panties. Sitting g to her knees she gave him a view of her offering before taking his hand and slipping it between her legs. "Daddy, " she purred, "I'm all yours..."
