Hooked On Ass Fucking : Anal Incest 22

by Kimmy Welsh

Daddy takes me night-fishing, but it turns out there’s not much to do once you’ve set up your rod.  To spice things up I set some bait of my own, trying my damnedest to get daddy excited as I bend over.

It works better than I expected and soon daddy cares about the fish about as much as I do!  Read as he bends me over by the riverside and puts it where it doesn’t belong, rough and raw!

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“Yes!” I cried, and daddy moaned with me, urging me onwards.

“That’s it.  Fucking come!”

It was as though daddy wanted to please me before he defiled me.  He waited for the climax to play out before he made his next move.  My pussy gripped his fingers, and I felt my ass start to twitch in unison with my contracting core.

Daddy removed his soaked finger and then, just like that, he pressed one of them right up into my ass.  He timed it perfectly with the gasping of the muscle and soon daddy was buried in a different kind of heat.

“F-uh-ck!” I gasped, gripping his wrist.

“That’s it,” he said, and he started to work his finger immediately.

I got a crash course in anal-fingering very quickly.  Daddy’s digit sprang through my muscle, sending it wider and narrower so quickly that I didn’t quite know how to cope.

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I trembled and shivered as the orgasm continued despite the new intruder.  His finger pounded up into me as he man-handled me, turning primal.  He gripped my tits and squeezed them, then he spun me around quickly to look at the hole he’d been penetrating.

I shrieked and folded forwards, looking backwards down my spine and into daddy’s animalistic gaze.

“Don’t stop,” I urged.  “I can take it.”

Daddy held his cock, wielding it like a weapon.  He gripped tight at the base, and it flared up hard.  Thick veins searched up the barrel and the head shone in the darkness like a lighthouse beacon.

“That’s it,” he said, and he slapped my ass.

I wobbled invitingly in front of him and then he thumbed at my ring.  It opened more easily this time, as though it wanted to swallow up whatever it was given.  Was I ready?  Would I ever be.

“Good girl, Clara,” he said, heaping praise on me to counter the act.

He squared up and pressed his cock to my dot-of-an-asshole.  I imagined it must have looked comical next to his thickness like that, like trying to put a square peg in a round hole.

But my body was ready to surprise me.  As daddy pressed forwards, I felt the muscle surrender.  It threw up its white flag and opened slowly, spreading over the crown of his cock until I was beyond his widest point.  I closed my eyes tight and snarled into the night, terrifying anything within earshot.

“Fuck my ass, daddy!” I cried in defiance, ignoring the stretch.

I felt him ease into me gradually, pressing up into my colon.  He was probably only moving at a glacial pace, but each inch felt massive to me.

Eventually I was speared on him.  I felt his balls at my pussy as he pressed all the way deep.  He sighed like he’d just landed in warm, welcoming bath.

That’s what I’ve wanted.”

I looked back.  “You’ve got it.  What are you going to do now?”

The words left me like a dare.  Daddy was up to the challenge.  He pulled back and felt the grasp of my muscle as it refused to let him go.

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