The excitement of taboo pleasures and the forbidden thrill of i***** had been my hidden secret from everyone. Now I was ready for the full treatment. I was ready to take my dad’s c*** in my c*** and have him f*** the s*** out of me! Laying flat on my back he brought the tip of his d*** up against my p**** lips. I gasped as I felt the slight pressure of his knob pushing into me, working it inside my hole. I pushed outward to meet him, forcing his c*** into me. My dad was thicker than just about any guy I’d done this with. I was so excited, so thrilled, that all I wanted to do was to open up for him completely, I wanted to welcome every last inch of his c*** up into my waiting, willing p****. Wrapping my arms around his neck, after I felt his cockhead pop inside me, his shaft followed. I looked deep into his eyes. There he was on top of me, my own father, sliding more and more of his c*** into my depths as I urged him on. I gasped as I took in the delicious sensations, luxuriated in the thrilling fact that my own father had his manhood buried in my body. It was the work of this hard prick of his that had helped in bringing me into this world, now twenty years later, I was making use of it again, making use of it in the most twisted, taboo way imaginable! I was so excited that my dad was screwing me, he did it so beautifully that soon I could begin to feel those sensations building up inside me. Just then, my body started convulsing and I had the most intense o***** I have ever had. Feeling the tip of his c*** pressing against my cervix, I reveled in the recognition that my own father was deep within my body. My dad told me he didn’t think I can hold out much longer, his breathing suddenly becoming heavier, the veins on his forehead bulging, the sweat beginning to pour off him. My father had his eyes closed, his face screwed up in a grimace that looked like pain, but which I knew reflected sheer pleasure. Now I closed my eyes too, reveling in it, feeling dad squirting his liquid bounty inside me, depositing his s**** deep within my p****. I told him I loved him, kissing him tenderly, caressing his forehead, and that I loved his big, thick c***. My dad said that he loved me and my wonderfully tight p****.
