32 Checking for Tightness Infection (2/2)

My daughter tells me.

That is my cue to get her to do what I really want.

”Ah, okay, sweetie. It is not spread enough, sweetie. How about you reach your hands back here and hold onto your ass for me. Yes. Like that. Just hold onto them and pull them apart as far as you can.”

I help my daughter plants both of her hands onto her butt cheeks and spreads them apart for me. And once she did so, I move back to capture the full view.

”Like this, daddy?”

My daughter questions while being unable to turn her head around to see what I am doing.

I am actually stroking my hard cock at the lovely sight. It is covered completely in precum now.

There, lying with her upper body on the kitchen table, my daughter is presenting her pussy to me with both hands eagerly.

Unholy shit!

If only I have a camera.

Actually, I shouldn't since any evidence is a great risk, especially with my bitch of a wife around.

I need to get rid of Bitch first to start making my own collection of home pornos with my daughter for memory. Hah!

Now that both of my hands are free, I move in closer and stroke her nether lips with my fingers, forcing her to moan. I then push a finger in between her lips slowly, finding it is quite tight indeed.

And wet too.

”It seems kind of tight, sweetie. Hang on.”

I comment before pushing my finger deeper and wiggling around, forcing an arousing gasp out of my daughter.

Mary is unsure why she let out such a sound, but she didn't dislike it. She actually likes everything that I doing to her pussy, as it should be.

As it should be!

With a broad smile on my face, I pull my finger back out before pushing it back in, deeper than before to try and simulate a fucking motion, earning more gasps from my daughter.

”How are you feeling, sweetie?”

I ask as I pump her tight cunt with my finger. It is so tight, and I swear my dick will get squeeze to death if it goes in there first.

”I feel good, daddy. Really good. Mm…?”

My daughter answers me as I speed up, causing sloppy sounds to echo around the kitchen.

While I have never fingered anyone before, my daughter has never been fingered before, so it is kind of balance itself out. And with new experimentations on my part, I learn how to bring her to absolute climax.

Soon enough, two of my fingers are in her tight pussy, drilling her virgin pothole, causing her to groan and grunt in utter delight.

”D-d-daddy! I think I'm going to pee!”

My daughter calls out. Before I could answer, her whole body tenses up and shudders as warm juices gushes out of her cunt. It is not urine. It is the sweet nectar.

It takes a while for her to descend to earth from the orgasmic pleasure. It isn't the first time that she orgasms, but it is the strongest one yet.

”I'm sorry, daddy.”

My daughter apologizes breathlessly as I slowly pull out and lick my fingers, getting that delicious taste back into my mouth.

”There is no need to apologize, sweetie. I think I will have to –

The phone rings. Ah fucking hell.

Who the fuck is calling!? And what time is it!?

There is only one person to ever call at this hour!

And I swear the longer that Bitch remains on this earth, she is going to interrupt our daddy-daughter time.

”Can I get the phone? It could be, mummy, daddy.”

My daughter asks, remembering that she cannot get off the kitchen table without my say so. I let out a sigh and get off from the floor. What a fucking way to kill a boner.

And if I don't pick up, Bitch will leave a really long message on the answering machine.

Just thinking about it softens my cock.

”Right after I plug up your asshole first, sweetie. It is to make sure all that venom stays in there while you answer the phone. Just stay still, okay?”

I tell my daughter before picking up a butt plug off the table. I will have her wear the anal beads some other time, like tomorrow at the costume party.

”Wait, what, daddy!? Daddy!”

My daughter screams soon after.