He refocused on her breasts, giving those so much attention, she was sure a small orgasm passed through her. She could feel pussy throbbing with anticipation of what she hoped came next. Not sure what to do with her hands, her father seemed to know, moving one to his head so she could run her fingers through his hair.

Slowing kissing down her body, he made her groan when he avoided her pussy, kissing down each leg, feeling her body quiver with anticipation when he kissed back up towards her pussy. "Please, Daddy," she whimpered, "I need you."

He looked up, meeting her eyes. He smiled, that same smile she'd...