And, for some reason, that just inflamed my desire for this sexy creature all the more. Immediately my shaft began to harden again within her body. “I can’t believe it,” I huffed. “So… you manipulated me?”
“That’s part of what seduction is, isn’t it, Dad? Convincing the other person to have sex with you? So, yeah, I manipulated you.” She wiggled her hips and felt my firmness stir within her depths. “Pretty successfully, I might add.”
With a growl, I stood up straight and pulled her along with me, holding her torso with one hand just under her plentiful breasts and the other across the front of her thighs. I heard two soft thumps as she somehow managed to kick off her shoes and let them drop onto the kitchen floor. With the sudden shift, I felt her body settle down even further on my tumescent shaft, which made her coo with surprise. She hooked her arms behind us and latched on to the back of my neck while curling her dainty feet up to wrap backwards around my thighs. Without a word I began to unbutton her white Oxford and exposed her heaving breasts as she leaned against me, the entirety of her weight supported by my thighs and raging erection. Within seconds, her chest was exposed and I began to devour the nape of her neck with passionate kisses.
“Oh, God, Dad!” she huffed, “That feels nice!”
“You’re coming with me,” I growled into her ear and then turned us, with her still mounted on me, to take us out of the kitchen. Each step down the hallway, with me buried so deeply inside of her, it was like I was fucking her as we walked. She just bounced lightly with each footfall and panted as I continued to maul her soft, firm tits. As we passed a hallway mirror, she asked me to stop and back up.
“Wait! Go back,” she sighed. “Back to the mirror.”
I stepped backwards a few paces until the mirror was to our left. We both looked in the reflection.
“Look at that,” she said quietly and brought her hands down to her tummy gingerly. “That’s you!”
In the reflection we could both see a visible bulge where my cock sat within her small body. It wasn’t like she’d been impaled on a baseball bat, but there was definitely ten inches of her father’s cock inside of her, buried to the hilt. We could see the slight shape of my cockhead pressing against her tummy. When she applied the gentlest bit of pressure at that exact spot, I could feel the resistance of it from within.
“Oh my God, that is so hot!” she exclaimed. “I can’t believe I’m seeing this! My father’s cock is stretching me from inside my womb!”
Again I growled. “We’ll do it again later and get pictures. Right now, I need to cum again!”
As I resumed my awkward gait towards the living room, Amity feigned astonishment. “AGAIN?!”
When we got into the living room, I made a beeline for the couch. It was big and had high, soft arms on it, upon one of which I quickly laid the front half of my daughter’s body. With her draped over the sofa’s arm like that, it was as though she was bent completely in half. The softness of the arm’s cushion would keep her comfortable, but now she could feel my thick cock practically scrape the insides of her womb as I pushed into her. I didn’t even hesitate and immediately resumed fucking my daughter as hard and fast as I could. “It’ll take longer this time, I think,” I said through gritted teeth as her tightness squeezed around me, “but I’m not getting my cock out of you until I cum again and that’s a fact.”
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