I slowly parted my lips. "The point is I love you. Is Kate as hot as she looks?"

"Am I supposed to be honest, sis?"

"Yes, dude, get a grip, we were making out for over three minutes in the hallway here. Before we go to sleep, your cock is gonna get inside me. Incest is new to us, and it's practically incest in this context. Our step-sibling's mom is hot, I'll even admit that. She is a sexy MILF, and I'm clueless why she and Donnie divorced. There must've been something, but I love you way more than I should. Let's just say it can't be cheating if you keep it anywhere near the family."

"That sounds wrong, but okay."

"You said you had something else to tell me."

He took a deep breath. "Richard fucked his mom too."

I cheesed slowly and chuckled a bit. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, I didn't see it, but I heard it. He kind of caught me with his mom."

"Really?" I giggled.

"Yes, I was respectful to not watch, but I heard them."

"But you're telling me?"

"Well, I love you more than I should too, so yes, I gave you some juicy dirt."

I smiled and kissed him again. "Wait, if he had sex with his mom, do you think it'd be hot to have sex with our mom?"

"Are you kidding? I just admitted that I cheated on you with Kate, and now you're wondering if I could make it with our mom?"

"You have a horny little sister, I suggest you reap the rewards and lack head axing."

He nodded and kissed me before encasing his arms around me. After a moment, I gently escaped his grasp and lowered myself to my knees.

"Sis, we're in the hallway and Kelsey and Richard are here."

"So what?" I asked, taking out his cock. "They know about us, what are they gonna do, bust us?"

He was defenseless as I took his dick into my mouth. I knew it was wrong to have sex in the hallway, but it was still hot.

"Yes, sis, I fucking love you," he moaned, feeling my head.

I let my lips thrust a few times and got him all riled up. I was already sweating my ass off, but I didn't care. Although, then we heard some footsteps.

"Oh, it looks like we just walked in on something, sis," Richard laughed.

I rose and turned around. "Shit, we-"

"Don't worry about us, just be lucky one of our parents didn't catch you," Kelsey told me.

I giggled. "Yes, speaking of parents."

"Oh, did you tell them about me and Dad, Rich?" Kelsey asked.

All a sudden, both of us had our heads blow up.

"Whoa, you and your dad, Kelsey?" Roger asked.

"Yes, he didn't say anything?"

"No, I wouldn't tell them."

"Holy shit," we both laughed.

"You both had sex with your parents?" Roger asked.

They couldn't answer or peek at us, so they appeared guilty. We didn't have any evidence, but we knew we were two incestuous couples, so it wasn't that far-fetched.

"Yes, we both did it."

"Wow, and you caught us in the hallway, really?"

"Yes, you're not judging us, are you?"

"No, of course not. We're not really in the position to judge, but..."

"But what, Roger?" Richard asked.

"Was it good?"

They peeked at each other for a second. "Yes," they both replied.

"Um, would you judge us if we tried to make something happen with our parents?"

Then we did the same.

"You're serious, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry, tell us it was the worst experience of your life, and by the way, your dad is married to our mom. So, you helped your dad cheat."

Kelsey sighed. "May I tell you something without you judging our dad?"

"He already cheated with you, but okay."

"Carol, he kind of had a thing for you."

I had to grin for a second, and I felt my face with one hand.

"Are you serious, Kelsey?" Roger asked.

"Yes, and I made an executive decision to help him get over his crush off his step-daughter. What would be better, him getting with me or him possibly letting you know he wants to stick it to you and you freaking out?"

"Oh, whatever."

"Don't whatever me, we encouraged you two to have sex and we catch you giving him head in the hallway. I might love you, but get off your high horse."

I sighed and came to her. "I'm sorry, step-sis," I apologized, hugging her. "You are beautiful."

"I think you're an elegant woman too, and if you offered yourself to your dad, he'd fuck the shit out of you. It might feel really damn good to do it with Roger, but you'll definitely want to try it with your dad. And you'd love it with your mom too, Roger. Although, she's married, remember?"

"Um, you'd be okay with it, though?"

"What, are you trying to make me look like a hypocrite?"

"No, step-sis, you obviously would have sex with your dad unless you really loved him."

"And how much does Roger love our mom?" Richard pondered.

We had nothing to say to that.

"And what about me and your mom?" Richard asked.

"So, what, is this like an uneven thing? I ran into your mom late at night, and she was lonely and needed someone. It's nothing I ever thought would happen, but it did. You've met your own mom, and after knowing how great it is to have sex with your sister, you have to know how hot it'd be to do it with your mom."

"Yes, this is an uneven thing. Even though I got to do it with my own mom, your mom is a dazzling woman..."

"So you want to fuck her, Rich?"

"Only she's allowed to call me that, but yes."

"Fine, do it because I see the jealousy all over your face there. We're gonna try to get with our own parents, and no one is gonna judge each other, right?"

"I guess not, but we're not as gaga about each other as when we caught you two having fun."

"It appears that way, but we still have to be step-siblings. If anyone finds out about the infidelity, that shit is gonna hit the fan."

"No kidding, Carol," Richard muttered, before he came towards me. "May I hug you?"

I nodded and hugged him. I felt his hard-on, but I wasn't freaked out or anything.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, backing away.

"I've had your dick inside me, you're allowed to get a boner from hugging me."

Then Roger and Kelsey had to do the same. After that, I took Roger to our room to finish what we started before our step-siblings interrupted us. After we were done, we were cuddling and cooling off together.

"So, even though you have your charming little sister to fuck, you want to fuck Mom now?"

"And you want to show Dad what a good dicksucker you are?"

"Yes."

"Then yes."

"May I ask you something?"

"What?"

"How long do you want to keep getting into my underwear with just Richard and Kelsey knowing?"

"I don't know, sis, I just know I love you, and I love these tits even more," he told me, before feeling me up.

"Are you sure you don't want to find someone that you aren't related to? May I ask something else?"

"What?"

"What if we were with our step-siblings?"

"What do you mean, get serious with them?"

"Yes, in a matter of speaking. We can legally marry them, Richard can get me pregnant, and you can get Kelsey pregnant. I mean, in we don't want to come out to the rest of the world."

"Well, that's something to chew on, yes."

"If you hate the idea, I'm willing to keep seeing it in secret. Hell, when we can, we can move into an apartment together. Then we can walk around naked all the time, and you can get your cock sucked when you watch TV."

"That's a good idea, but it's still way off, though, sis."

"And the other thing I thought, we could always ask them to be a suggate for us if we wanted to have kids."

"That's even further off, sis."

"I know, but I'm saying, I'm willing to with this for as long as you want to. I love you, and you make me feel really damn good, even if you do boink white MILFs."

He nodded and kissed me. "And we're okay trying it with our parents?"

I nodded back. "Just don't get Mom pregnant."

"I understand."

That night, my dad and I were alone.

I saw him looking at our movie collection, and I shook a bit. 'I've fucked Roger a million times, and even if I should be reluctant, I have to admit, you are a hunk, Dad. I wonder what you're packing.'

"So, what are you thinking, Bullet Train or World War Z?"

"Anything without Brad Pitt?"

"Fight Club?"

"He's in that too."

"Damn, he's in everything."

"The John Wick movies, Rambo movies, Office Space, and a million others."

"So, how are you and Roger getting along with your step-siblings?"

"Um, good, I guess."

"You guess, are you not getting along?" he pondered, peeking at me.

'Well, we haven't been model step-siblings considering what we've done with their parents. I guess Roger fucking your ex-wife would weaken your opinion,' I thought, before swallowing. "We're doing okay, but we could be better."

"Okay," he said, putting a movie into the player.

"What movie did you choose?"

"American Wedding. The last one that was funny," he replied, before coming back to the couch. "You're seventeen now, and I know you're sexually experienced."

"Okay, that's not weird to point out, Dad."

"I'm just saying, that both you and Roger have been seeing someone. I haven't pried, and I'm guessing your mom hasn't either because you'd probably be pissed off about it."

"Well, I'm technically single."

"What does that mean?"

"I guess it means I'm single, Dad," I told him, getting close to him.

He didn't push and wrapped his arms around me as the movie began. I wasn't sure how to do this, but I always knew I could chicken out too. I knew Roger thought our mom was hot even if he didn't want to admit it to me.

After I had sex with Roger so many times, the thought of getting with my dad did my make my panties wet. And with him holding me close, they were soaked in a matter of minutes. When the movie got to the bachelor party scene, I felt him shake.

'I think you think this is hot, but maybe a little weird.'

When some skin showed, he leaned away from me.

"Dad, they're just tits," I told him, leaning back to him. "I'm just your daughter, you know."

"Yes, I'm aware."

He just sucked it up and enveloped his arms around me again. I couldn't help, but notice his boner. I wasn't sure if that was just because of the movie, but yet, I pushed my chances by pushing my shorts down a tad.

I let my thong show, and I knew it was just in his line of sight too. It was up to him to react to it in his way, but I couldn't put myself in his head. Either way, I put myself out there somewhat at least, and waited for him.

I felt him shake a bit more and even once that hot scene in the movie ended, he was still shaking. So, I had him feeling something, but I didn't push him. Still, I had to think of what would happen if we did fuck.

I had a bunch of different scenarios going through my head, but I didn't get ahead of myself. We didn't speak much with the movie still on, but it was getting towards the end. The whole time, we stayed close and I felt something with him, but he was divorced, so he needed something.

He vibrated and even began sweating a bit, so he was feeling something big. I was feeling the same reaction solely because I wanted him to get into my panties, but we probably had different motives.

'I've sucked Roger's dick many times and made it so much bigger. I think it's more because he's crazy about me, but the physical pleasure had to have the effects too. I wonder how big this hunk is. You're feeling my big boobs a bit too, is that making you hard, Dad?'

Once the movie ended, I leaned off him. "That movie is still funny."

He couldn't make eye contact with me. "Yes, it is."

"What's wrong, Dad?"

"Nothing, so are you ready for bed now? I know it's the weekend, but I'm out of it," he yawned, stretching his arms.

"Okay, would you like some company? You know, sleep together like we used to?"

"When you were five?"

"Yes, if you'd like. I might be twelve years older, but we can cuddle as did before, can't we? When was the last time you slept with a woman, Dad?"

"I don't think my daughter counts, Carol."

"Well," I said, putting my hand out.

He took it and I helped him up. "Maybe you need to get used to sleeping with a woman again. You never know, you may want to give me a step-mom too."

"Okay, thanks for that offer, but I'm good. Even if you are a beautiful young woman, and my daughter, that's a little too nice."

I sighed and felt a little off, but I knew he was appreciating my beauty before, so I just made a move.

"Okay, Dad," I said, moving to him. "May I have a goodnight kiss?"

He nodded and allowed me to kiss him. Although, I made it a little longer.

I felt him like it for a few seconds because he was calm and even felt my thighs, but then he pushed me away. "Whoa, Carol, that's a little much."

"I'm sorry, Dad. I think it's just because you're a stud and you love me so much."

"Wait, you think I'm handsome?"

"Well, yes, Dad," I answered, closing the gap. "Just how you think I'm pretty."

"Okay, well, I'm gonna go now, goodnight," he added, before turning around.

I sighed and took off my top. "Wait, Dad."

He turned around again. "What are you doing?" he whined, putting his hand up.

"Helping out a man that loves me so much," I told him, pushing my shorts down too. "I'm pretty sure I caught you looking at my thong when we were cuddling," I busted him, closing the gap again. "Is that true?"

My body did the work for me, and I got him to get his boner back. I wooed Roger like nobody's business, and it seemed I was doing the same for our dad too.

"Wow, you are a very attractive woman, Carol, but whatever you're thinking is gonna happen, it's not."

I sighed yet again. "Okay, I just thought you liked me, and I wanted to please you."

"So, you actually want to have sex?"

"I'd do the same for Roger if I thought he wanted me, Daddy," I informed him, before wrapping my arms around him. "Or even Richard, you're all apart of my family now," I reminded him, before kissing him. "I love you and you love me. Would you like to feel my boobs first?"

"What, no," he objected, backing away again. "You're my daughter, and it'd be incest."

"So? You just need to get back out there, you know? Mom got remarried and is happy. I don't mean you need to stick it to her, but you should still get out there. I can tell you have a lot of love to give, and you know, some other stuff. Judging from what's going on down there, I'd say you... have feelings."

He glanced at his rod and covered it.

"How about this," I suggested, before I brought my hands to my back.

His arm moved a tad, but he resisted to stop me. So a few seconds later, my jugs came into his line of vision. Once again, nothing needed to be said, but my bare melons even made him drool a little bit.

'Yes, that's what Roger looked like when he first saw them,' I thought, before stepping forward again.

I let him soak in everything, but I took it further by taking his hands. "You may feel them, Dad," I assured him, setting them on my moneymakers.
"Holy shit, these are..."

"Awesome, sweet, wooing?"

"All three and more, but no," he whined, yanking his hands away.

"Don't worry, Dad," I told him, pushing my thong down as well. "I can keep a secret."

I watched him eat me up metaphorically speaking, and then I got close to him again. "It's alright to have consequential sex with your daughter, Dad," I assured him, before kissing him. "Even if I was eighteen, It'd still be illegal, but I love you. Now go ahead, feel me."

He glared at my rack as if it hypnotized him, and I loved that. I wanted to put myself out there, but not be too pushy. Nevertheless, I gave him a nudge by taking his hands and bringing them my jugs.

"May I feel your cock, Dad?"

"You're not taking 'No.' for an answer, are you?"

"No, I will, but I don't think you want to say no, do you?"

He swallowed. "No one finds out about this, right?"

I nodded, so he kissed me again and brought my hands to his crotch. "Yes, my smoking hot daughter is making me hard even though it's wrong."

"It's wrong, but so right," I corrected him, before taking out his member. "Maybe to the rest of the world, this never happened, but we'll remember it fondly," I added, prior to grabbing it. "Oh, that's meaty, Dad. Let's sit down."

He followed my directions and sat down. Although, I worked on getting him naked. It took a moment, but once he was nude, I soaked in his body too. I felt my juice leaking, and I saw him stroking his dick.

Then I got his side and grabbed his schlong from him. "You see, you need some loving, Daddy, and your loving daughter will give it to you," I told him, giving him a hand job. "Wow, this is hard, so you must like it."

"I do," he moaned, wrapping an arm around me. "May I feel your..."

"Pussy?"

"Um, yes."

"Only if you agree to wake up next to me in the morning."

He nodded and felt my cunt. "Wow, this is wet and flexible. Well, I know you've been sexually active, and I don't want to be a noisy dad; so I won't be. I'll just enjoy the moment."

"Smart move," I informed him, before kissing him. "Cherish this sexy night, and don't be afraid to let your fingers in there too. Let that white stuff out foo, I want to see it."

"So, you really want to have sex?"

"I am here with your pecker in my hand, aren't I?"

"Can your slit take this big cock?"

"I don't know, but I'm willing to find out."

"Okay," he muttered, shaking nonstop.

"You look even more like a stud naked, Dad."

"Um thank you, and you're dazzling."

"We're both biased, but who cares?" I asked, before pasting my lips to his.

We made each other feel good as we made out for a few minutes. I got hotter than I could've imagined for him. I wanted his dick inside me, and sure enough, he was getting more down to fuck by the second.

He felt my boob with his other hand, so he was quite fond of me and looking to fuck me too. He had to let out moans somewhat, but it was hard with him kissing me. Yet, he wasn't about to yank his lips away.

He let his fingers dig deep into my cunt too, and soil the couch. He wasn't worried about that at all and just relished the results of letting go. I never knew I'd be doing this with him until earlier that afternoon, but once it was happening, I was taking in enlightenment.

After a few more minutes, he pulled me on top of him. "You're crazy."

"For you," I reminded him, stroking his member.

He felt my jugs and shook like he was having a seizure.

After a moment, I leaned to him. "Taste my nipples, Dad."

He couldn't turn me down, so he squeezed my hooters and let his tongue out.

"Oh, Daddy," I moaned, convulsing a bit. "You see, you have a lot of gas in your sexual tank, you just need someone to get behind the wheel. You may admit it, I won't give you shit."

He nodded and titilated me ever so slowly. I kept my hands on his rod and kept rubbing it calmly. I wanted to give enough pleasure to please him, but not steal the show. Once he was licking my nipples, he was more than golden.

I didn't even have his wood inside me yet, but this was making me want it even more. We just glared at each other as we felt the grandest connections we could imagine at that moment. It was fucked up, but in a good way.

He also sucked my nipples into his mouth and surely kept me more than satisfied. I watched him like a hawk and endured all the pleasure he was willing to fork over. I even had to shed a few tears, but he didn't speak to that.

He was far too busy making me feel good, and I had reacted in the best way. I was eating it all up nonstop, and I cherished feeling his pecker. It was harder than I thought, and sure enough, the whole situation called for it to get stiffer.

I knew it was just a matter of time before he needed to cum, but I was patient. Seeing and feeling him in that way was quite a delight too. After a few more minutes, he rose to me and pasted his lips to mine again.

So, he proved he was crazy about me too, so I didn't need to state that. I just reaped the rewards and reveled in them like no tomorrow. He pushed his lips on mine so hard, he even pushed me back somewhat.

"Holy shit, I love you, Carol, I want to fuck you."

"Who is stopping you?"

"Good one, smart-ass," he branded me, before he got up while holding me. "You're lucky I love you," he warned me, before walking us both to his bedroom.

He nonchalantly set me down on his bed and slowly got over me. He leaned down to kiss me and lazily brought his hands to my hooters again. He let himself get on top of me, but with his face towards my jugs.

"Oh, these are perfect, and you're only 17. You definitely got these from your mom."

"Thank you, Daddy."

"That's good, right, in any other context, no, but right now, yes, it is," he answered, before letting his tongue out again.

"Oh, Daddy, you're good with that tongue, it's a crime to just keep it in your mouth," I told him, feeling his head. "It should be on other nipples, and other places too."

"I understand," he agreed, squeezing my melons.

He went them again and went to town on them. He said he wanted to fuck me, but I wasn't about to mess with his flow. If he desired to woo my nipples, then I was up for it. He couldn't resist fingering me too.

"Oh, Daddy, that feels so good."

"Good, I've been out of practice, but fuck it," he let out, snatching his johnson. "I want to fuck you now, Carol."

"Go for it, stud."

He did indeed and had it at my entrance. I felt him rubbing the head on my vagina down there and got me even more gitty. I felt it all hitting me like a ton of bricks, but nothing, and no one was about to take this away.

"Just let me know if you can't take it."

"Don't worry, my twat is up for it."

He kissed me one more time before peeking at his rod again. Then he glanced at me yet again and gently pushed his it in there.

"Oh, Daddy," I moaned, closing my eyes and grabbing his shoulders. "That's big."

"I'm glad you like it, sweetie."

"I didn't say I liked it," I joked, looking at him.

"You're lucky I love you," he told me, before making sweet love to me.

He had a bigger pecker than Roger, and sure enough, it took a big toll on my cunt. Yet, I wasn't about to tell him to stop. My pussy needed to expand to take it, but I was willing to wait for a moment. I kept my eyes closed for that minute, but then I saw his eyes.

He looked directly into mine as he made me feel as loved as he could. He held my arms somewhat tight, but not enough to hurt me. He knew he was already doing a number on my slit, so he walked a fine line.

He stayed close so my boobs rubbed against his chest, so he was feeling good there too. I saw the effects come upon Roger several times before, so I knew exactly what he was feeling. Yet, I didn't push him, and let have his moment.

"Holy shit, I'm fucking underage daughter."

"Well, remember: I can keep a secret, but it must make you feel dirty, huh?"

"Beyond filthy, and you're not crying. Is your cherry made of steel or something?" he asked, bringing his face to mine.

"No," I giggled, feeling his neck. "I'm pretty sure you'd pull your dick out if it felt like that."

"Good one, smart-ass," he branded me again, before kissing me. "I love you."

"I love you too, Dad, you're a perfect dad, and now you need to get out there and find me a step-mom. You don't have to give me other step-siblings, but a step-mom would be nice. I want to see you happy, that's all."

"That's cheesy, but I'll take it," he moaned, before arching his back. "Is your beaver still okay?"

"Yes, Dad."

"Good, now I want to see your titties shake now," he told me, before fucking me harder.

"Whose reluctant now?"

"Oh, shut it."

I laughed and took all of his fucking. It was a lot to take, but I was still up for it considering the taboo spike. He got his wish which was my tits shaking, and he was memorized by that. I caught him eyeballing them, but I wasn't about to bust him for it.

I was loving him loving me, so to speak. He got off on me, and that was the goal overall. So, I cherished the notion and waited for one of us to lose it. I had to shed a few tears for both physical and emotional reasons, so he leaned down to me to kiss me a few times.

Yet, he kept his eye on the prize and fucked me like he meant it. I tried to fight it as much as I could, but it was an uphill battle and I needed to prepare myself the best I could. Yet, even when I was losing it a bit, I wanted him to keep going.

I felt the purest taboo love possible just as I had before with Roger, so once I latched onto the horny part of my dad, I rode the roller coaster until I couldn't take it anymore. I felt my nerves cringe somewhat, but in a good way.

He kept my breasts moving back and forth, and he had to appreciate that. He eyeballed them as if his life depended on it. So, I relished that even more, and knew even my seventeen-year-old melons were something to leer at indeed.

I saw the effects coming upon him, and he was losing it quicker than I thought. Yet, he wanted to prove he could last, and I was more interested to test him. In the meantime, he devoured my snatch and surely had me shaking like mad.

He saw me losing it too, but he wasn't slowing down too much. He was having the time of his life, and I couldn't wait until he needed to cum. If I knew him, he'd want to tell me he loved me mercilessly with his seed plastered all over me.

He loved me more than ever then. His eyes went all over my body, but of course, my hooters were the main attraction. That was doing its role to make him want to shoot too, but sure enough, he was trying to hold back the best he could.

He moved his hands to my thighs and held them tight. That way, he got my melons to convulse even more. Yet, he proved that he loved me when he eyeballed my eyes too. He glared into my soul, so to speak, and showed just how we connected a way we shouldn't.

I saw him sweating his ass off, and sure enough, I'd have my boobs covered in his cum, but he was making me wait. I was fine at first, but he was making me yancy, yet, I knew it was worth waiting for, though.

Then he suddenly dropped to me again. We pasted our lips together and made out as passionately as possible. Sure enough, it was a lot to take in, but I was up for it. His member dug deep into my cunt, and made it hurt more.

Yet, it was a pain I accepted, and I cherished it. We kept our lips together for over five minutes all the while, his schlong expanded, and made me feel it even more. My breasts were squished, but I didn't care.

Although, after a couple of minutes, he parted his lips. "Wow, you are some young woman, Carol. I don't know who you've been seeing, but you're too good for them. Fucking your single dad is quite the important job, but I mist ask: how do you feel about cumshots?"

"I love them, Dad."

Then he leaned up a bit, and I thought he'd pull out, but he eyeballed my melons again. "Oh, I could see spewing on my dirty daughter's moneymakers," he moaned, before feeling them. "Has you boyfriend came on your jugs?"

I let my eyes drift for a few seconds. "Maybe."

"Don't worry, I'm a fouled father doing it with his daughter, I'm not gonna judge you. I'm just gonna love you," he let out, before pulling out. "I'm gonna soil my daughter's hooters," he announced, before stroking his member.

I watched his cock as it moved somewhat, but after a few seconds, he let his seed blast out. He got my boobs mostly, but some did splash up on my face a little bit. I didn't mind at all, and he was too busy milking himself.

I couldn't count how many shots he gave me, but it felt like he emptied the tank. It all landed hot, but quickly cooled down, and it felt wonderful in every sense of the word. The emotional spike was ironclad, and just like I thought, he lied down with me after the fact.

"Oh, wow, you're some woman, Carol," he praised me, rubbing in his seed. "With anyone else, I wouldn't do that, but for you," he mumbled, before kissing me. "I'll do anything."

"Buy me a sports car."

"Almost anything."

We stayed close for a few minutes and cooled down. We had to appreciate what had just happened. I still couldn't resist the urge to grab his cock. I rubbed it slowly and felt him vibrate yet again.

"So, you love me, Daddy?"

"You could say that."

"Yet, you won't do anything for me."

"Hey, I'm not rich."

"With money, no you're not, but your daughter loves you more than life itself," I reminded him, get up on my knees.

I leaned to his wood and took it into my mouth.

"Holy shit, you do love me," he moaned, feeling my head.

"Damn right," I mumbled with a full mouth.

His cock was huge, but I was used to a big one. Nevertheless, my dad's was still noticeably bigger, but I was up for the task. I put my palms down at the base of his member and held it as tightly as I could.

I pressured his johnson as hard as I could without making myself too uncomfortable. Still, feeling him vibrate was quite the treat, and I grew fond of myself becoming such a great dicksucker too.

"Oh, yes, look at your dad as you suck his dick."

I smiled somewhat and kept my lips moving lazily up and down. He stayed down on his back, but with his eyes locked on mine. I never gave him so much eye contact in my life, but it was happening then.

If we ever had doubts if we loved each other then, they were gone after that. After a couple of minutes, I did have to give myself a break. I breathed heavily and stroked his rod as we eyed each other.

"Wow, you're a beyond sexy young woman, Carol. Your body and persona go hand and hand."

"I've grown up, Daddy."

"Well, I don't know who you're cheating on," he moaned, getting close to me. "May I?" he pondered, bringing his hand to my boobs.

"Dad, I just had your cock in my mouth, you may feel me up."

"Okay, smart-ass," he branded me, feeling my jugs. "Wow, these feel like they belong to a twenty-something, but you're only seventeen. I guess I'm a bad father, huh?"

"To some extent, but this is completely consequential and I did initiate it, so it's not that bad," I made clear, before kissing him. "We love each other, and that's all that matters," I told him, before getting off the bed. "I love you enough to cheat on someone too," I added, grabbing his member. "Now watch me as I suck the life out of your johnson," I implored him, before taking it into my mouth.

"Oh, yes, dear daughter, I will," he moaned, feeling my head, before he needed to angle his head back. "For the most part anyway. Wow, you have some supple lips, and you know how to use them. Yes, take all that you can into your mouth, and please your hung daddy."

I nodded and placed my palms at the base of his cock to ensure I could push my lips down even further. He pulled my hair and went back and forth to make it hurt, but I didn't mind. I just enjoyed pleasing him and knew Roger would love making our mom feel good.

I wasn't sure if we'd swap stories, but either way, we were both okay to have the other cheat with our parents. I pushed his legs apart even further and gave myself the best access to his member. He was bigger than Roger, so it was hard to get used to, but I was up for it.

Seeing him look right into my eyes as I let my lips thrust on his schlong was just as sexy with him as with Roger. He gladly accepted my unorthodox affection and cherished it right along with me. I let more and more of his wood into my mouth as time passed.

Yet, I still had a slight gag reflex, so I didn't go too far too quick, and let it all come by somewhat naturally. There was nothing really natural about this, but I didn't care. I let his pecker out several times and tongued it too.

All the while, he just stayed back and enjoyed himself. With all that practice on Roger, I came more than prepared, but it was still a tall order to blow my hung dad. He was eating it all up like a chocolate ice cream bar.

I saw that pained, but pleasured look all over his face. He kept his hands on my head and yanked my hair hard, but I still didn't care. I got the supreme joy of making him feel good, and he surely appreciated me too.

I couldn't even tell if he wanted to stop me because he was feeling too good or what, but he took all the thrills I was willing to give out then. I kept my hands at the base and held it tightly as I prepared to suck even more of his dick.

I went centimeter by centimeter, and it appeared to be working, but I wasn't getting ahead of myself. I felt the veins in his member going haywire too, so I knew he was loving it, but he was making me work for his load.

I didn't mind that at all, and I did get creative by moving his cock to my boobs at times too. We eyeballed each other and I got him to jerk around a bit more. He managed to titillate me with his prick as I let it rub on my nipples and let them fling too.

So, that made me jiggle as well, and we witnessed each other relish our time together. It was fucked up, but oh so loving, though. I knew he already come once before, but I was after making him flood that room.

"Come here, I want to kiss you," he moaned, tugging me to him. "I'm gonna feel you up while I kiss you," he added, before pasting his lips to mine.

I laughed a bit and made out with him as passionately as I could. All the while, I stroked his member and felt him continue to lose it. He moaned and shook, but I knew he was teasing me, and wanted me to work for it.

He showed me he was losing it even more by squeezing my moneymakers hard, and moaning even louder as time went on. I wasn't sure if his dick could get stiffer, but either way, my hand was getting tired.

I kept my other hand down at the base and pressed down on it as hard as I could. He was going down, but slowly, though. In the meantime, I felt us bonding then more than ever just like with Roger.

"Oh, come here, Carol," he moaned, pulling me up to him. "Oh, I love these melons, they are perfect on you," he let out, pushing his face on them. "You're gonna have to let me get you into bed again sometime," he told me, before letting his tongue out.

"Oh, yes, Daddy," I moaned, before lifting myself a tad and letting his pecker to my slit.

As I felt him slathering my nipples, I got his cock inside me again. So, he hit me with a double dose of pleasure, and it was like a lightning strike.

"Oh, Dad, that's good," I moaned, feeling his head. "Yes, look right into my eyes as we bond so well."

He nodded and let his tongue brush my nipples mercilessly. I had to jerk around a bit, and let my pussy thrust off his rod. He grabbed my tits hard, and I surely made it hard for him to focus. I didn't mind that because it humanized him.

He also hurt my cunt quite a bit too, but I didn't care. I just took all of it with a grain of salt and relished every second of it. I made sure to purposely thrust my cherry off his wood too, and really woo him right back.

Although, that made him bring his face back to mine. We made out again as passionately as we could, I pushed my jugs on his chest again. We wrapped our arms around each other and truly felt one another.

I knew my boobs could be bigger, but he was more than happy with them. So, he cherished feeling them on his chest and made sure to pull me even closer to him. So, it was more than out there, and that was more than a selling point.

"Oh, Carol, I gotta cum now."

I calmly rose and snatched his cock. "Then cum for me, Daddy," I implored him, stroking it.

He couldn't even watch his member, he eyeballed me as I gave him one mean hand job. A few seconds later, his seed came blasted up and got us both.

"Oh, Dad," I giggled.

He couldn't formulate a response, and just kept his orgasm going. He shot up four more shots in less than twenty seconds, so I knew I milked him for all he was worth and more. By the time he was done, I looked down at us and saw his handiwork.

"Wow, Daddy, yes, we will have to have sex again," I told him, lying down on the bed. "Well, that is if you can handle me."

"I can handle you. Do I get to sleep with my smoking hot daughter then?"

"I thought it'd be sweet."

"Holy shit, I just fucked my daughter," he responded, getting into bed with me. "My smoking hot, not even legal daughter," he added, pulling me to him. "I love you."

"I love you too, Daddy."