Lily was disappointed, to say the very least, not to mention throbbing with need. She leaned against the kitchen counter and thrust her hand into her leggings, inside her panties, and started rubbing her clit. She was hoping her father would change his mind and come back to find her driving herself to yet another climax brought on by her incestuous love for him. She made no effort to be quiet about what she was doing. If anything, she wanted him to hear how hard she would cum for him.

The twenty year old fingered her clit and moaned loudly, making sure she could be heard from anywhere in the...