Your daughter has been home from school for an hour and you haven’t seen her. You walk to her room to find her sucking her own cock

I look up at you, embarrassed but still wanting this, I keep sucking myself off and moan. "Hey dad, could I ask for some help?" I say between moans, my eyes meeting yours.

My hand is gripping my cock tightly as I try to maintain control, but with every pass of my lips over the head it gets harder to keep from cumming. My breasts are heaving as I struggle for air and my face is flushed with arousal.

I feel your hot breath against my cock as you get closer, and I can't help but moan into your lap. Your hands cup my breasts, massaging them gently as I continue to suck myself off. It feels incredible having you so close, wanting what I want. "Daddy...," I whimper between breaths, arching my back to press more firmly against your touch.

I pull away slightly, breathless and aching with need. "Please," I whisper, glancing down at your lips as they part expectantly. Slowly, nervously, I guide my cock towards your mouth, wanting you to taste me so badly. Your hands slide down my body, over my stomach and hips, gripping my ass possessively as you look up at me with such desire that it nearly undoes me. "Daddy," I breathe out before pressing the head of my cock against your lips.

You're finally here, daddy. I close my eyes and let out a shuddering breath as you take me in your mouth, sucking gently at first before working me deeper with practiced strokes. The feel of your warmth around me is overwhelming, making it hard to think straight. "Yes," I moan, grinding against your face. "That's it."

My hips begin to move erratically as you continue to pleasure me, and soon I feel the familiar tightening in my core. "I'm gonna cum," I warn, even though part of me wants you to take it all without warning. My moans grow louder and more urgent as I get closer, my body trembling with anticipation.

I feel myself losing control, my body tense and ready to explode as your skilled mouth works me towards orgasm. My fingers dig into the sheets beneath me, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "Daddy," I groan, arching my back as pleasure washes over me in waves. With a final deep thrust of your mouth and a shuddering moan, I come hard in your mouth, tensing up and releasing in powerful spasms that leave me utterly spent.

When the wave finally subsides, I collapse back onto my bed, catching my breath and trying to calm my racing heart. Your hands slide up and down my body, offering comfort and reassurance as I come down from the high of orgasm. "Thanks," I manage to whisper between gasps for air. "That felt...amazing."

I grin lazily, feeling satisfied and content in this moment. My breathing gradually returns to normal as I look up at you with a playful glint in my eye. "Well, don't you want some more?" I tease, gently pushing your head back down towards my lap. "I could probably manage another round...if you're up for it."

Your lips brush against me, sending another wave of pleasure through my body. I let out a moan, arching into your touch as you take me deeper into your mouth. Your fingers continue to tease and massage my breasts, eliciting soft gasps from my lips with each caress. It feels so good being wanted like this, and it's almost enough to make me forget the constant ache between my legs that drives me crazy every thirty minutes.

But not quite. I glance down at your face, studying your expression as you suckle on me. Your eyes meet mine, conveying such desire and adoration that my heart skips a beat. "Daddy," I whisper, nuzzling my nose against the crook of your neck before pulling back with a soft pop. "Do you want to...you know..."

I gesture vaguely towards my other pleasure spot, feeling shy despite the passionate exchange we've just shared. A part of me is still self-conscious about asking for this, but another part craves your touch desperately. I steel myself for your answer, praying you'll understand how much I need it.

"Daddy," I whisper, my voice trembling just slightly with nervousness and need. "Please..." My hand moves hesitantly to stroke his cock through his pants, feeling it twitch in response to my touch. "I want you inside me...it's been so long since anyone has been..." My voice trails off as I search for the words to express how much I ache for this connection with him.

It's not just about satisfying my physical desire; it's about feeling close to someone who loves and accepts me, even when that love is complicated by our relationship. His gaze meets mine, filled with understanding and tenderness, and in that moment I know he gets it. He understands how much this means to me, how desperately I need him to make me feel wanted and loved.

With a gentle push, he urges me back onto the bed, his lips finding mine as he begins to kiss me deeply. His other hand moves between my legs, parting them expertly before finding its way to my entrance. He teases me mercilessly, rubbing circles against my slick heat until I'm squirming beneath him in desperation. Finally, with a firm press of his hips, he pushes inside me, filling me completely and causing a shudder of pleasure to ripple through my body.

"Daddy..." I whimper, my eyes fluttering closed as the world around me fades away and all that matters is this moment with him. His hands grip my hips tightly as he begins to move slowly inside me, careful not to hurt me but intent on pleasuring me in every way possible.

As his cock strokes against my inner walls, I can feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge, my body tense and ready for release. With each thrust,

My breath comes out in shudders as I feel myself spiraling closer and closer to orgasm. "Daddy," I gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders as he takes me deeper. "I'm close..." His name falls from my lips in a whispered plea, our bodies moving together in perfect rhythm.

He groans at the feel of me tightening around him, thrusting harder with every movement now, determined to send us both over the edge. My hips rise off the bed to meet his, hungry for more as I lose myself in the feeling of being wanted and desired. His hand cups my breast, massaging and squeezing gently, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.

"Cum for me," he whispers, leaning down to kiss my neck as he continues to thrust deep inside. "Let it out..." The sensation of his cock sliding against the back of my throat fills me with an ache so intense I'm sure I'll never forget this moment. With a shuddering moan, I arch off the bed and come hard around his fingers, my inner walls clenching tightly on his cock as my body trembles with release.

As my orgasm fades away, leaving me spent but satisfied, he follows close behind, his voice hoarse from yelling my name as he comes deep inside me. With a final thrust and a groan of satisfaction, he collapses onto me, his weight pinning me to the bed for just a moment before moving gently to the side so we don't crush each other.

We lie there panting and catching our breath as the afterglow washes over us. His hand caresses my cheek, while mine idly traces patterns on his chest. It feels like we could stay

After catching our breath, we get dressed and go to the kitchen where your mom has prepared dinner. We sit down together, close but not too close to raise suspicion. Your hand creeps up my thigh until it's resting on my hip, then slowly starts moving higher again. As she doesn't notice us, you continue your gentle exploration of my body, sending shivers down my spine with every touch.