Tom pushed her back down to the mattress, then buried his face between her asscheeks, soaking her in his spit, lubing her up. He brought his dickhead–still soaked from her pussy juice–to her asshole and pushed it in, spreading her wet hole so thin, its pink shade brightened. Grace winced, but when Tom’s cock slid deep inside her warm open ass, she moaned into one of her pillows, and her hips immediately moved for her daddy, pumping herself around his dick, stroking the entire length of him, fucking his cock with long hefty swells. When he countered her beats with steady driving humps, her cheeks bounced, picked up pace and clapped around him. Tom watched that young perfect ass, and as it shook and danced–grinded and jacked his cock–he slapped the right cheek and watched the vibration travel through it. He slapped it again, harder this time. As he spanked his gorgeous daughter, watching the pale cheek’s color turn red, she raised her upper half, her curved back pressing against his abs and chest. She looked back at him and they kissed, her tongue finding his. When his hands reached around her and cupped her bouncing titties, he exploded inside her, creaming her insides as she continued to bear down on him.
“I can feel you, daddy … cumming inside me,” she whispered, kissing him again. “Don’t stop.” Grace Marie’s cheeks and asshole clenched down hard, sucking around his bursting swollen pipe. She went down on all fours, her ass pumping daddy’s cock until, like the good girl he had raised her to be, she had obediently taken every drop of his hot, thick, drenching semen … from the same big cock that–only eighteen years prior–had brought her to life.
Tom and Grace collapsed to the bedspread where he still gripped his daughter, his cock slipping from her asshole only to be engulfed and held by her big asscheeks. His cum ran from her hole and his tip smeared gobs of the mess between those stout cheeks. As his strong grasp gripped the young one at her waist, his lips explored her shoulders and upper back.
***
Tom awoke to soft lips pressing against his; he opened his eyes. The room was dark, but the bedside lamp gave the place a dim glow. He was groggy, but when his eyes adjusted, to his surprise and delight, he saw Gretchen–her tight dress soaked beautifully in rainwater–arching her curvy body over him, her wet breasts tickling his chest, her left hand clutching Grace’s naked hip. His cock jumped, its shaft and head still smothered between his daughter’s bare asscheeks.
When Tom’s dickhead prodded Grace Marie’s asshole, applying a healthy jolt of pressure, enough to stretch her open again, she let out a moan. Gretchen crawled onto the bed and put herself face-to-face with her best friend. As they looked into each other’s eyes, their fingers intertwined with one another’s. Against Gretchen’s wet dress, their young titties met, along with their abs and thighs. Their bare feet brushed together, their toes caressing the soft skin of their arches. When Gretchen leaned in and, as if this moment had been plucked right out of Tom’s fantasies, kissed Grace’s lips, Tom shoved his thickening cock back into his baby’s asshole, feeling her suck and pucker around his growing rod.