James groaned and let his head fall back. Alexis' stroking slowed, but she didn't let go. James felt his first-born climbing over him. Her little pink nipple brushed his lips. James dutifully took his daughter's breast into his mouth. Alexis' tit had neither the epic size of her little sister nor the perfect form of her mother, but it was still a breast and lovely. Alexis sighed as her father licked around her erect nipple.

James felt his daughter steer his cock upwards. Felt the crown tickled by her dark, curly pubes and nestle, ever so slightly, in warm wetness. Alexis wasn't moving with the urgency of Molly or Christine....