I grabbed my father's cock through his pants, hearing him moan, and began undoing his zipper. His enormous manhood popped out of his trousers as I grinded my pussy hard against his thick member.

"I don't know, baby," he tried to protest one last time, his breathing becoming heavy.

"Just relax, daddy." I pressed my lips softly against his, quieting his attempted objections. As I did this, I began to undo my blouse. I wasn't wearing a bra, and my father gasped as my perky, C cup tits were released form the tight shirt.

Immediately my father's hands went to cup my breasts, squeezing them firmly in his rough hands....