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And if she wanted it, why not give it to her? Bill shook his head violently. You did not fuck your own daughter. He marched into the kitchen and poured himself a stiff shot of whiskey. He had to get control of himself.

Tina waited a moment in deep disappointment, then impulsively she leaped to her feet and went after her father. He was just being ridiculous. They could have so much fun together, all those long hours while Mom was away, if only he weren't so uptight…

Bill was draining his drink when he felt Tina's arms slipping around him from behind. He almost choked. She'd crept up on bare feet, the little imp. And she was tugging at the zipper of his fly "Tina, NO!" he said. "Goddammit, cut it out!"

She persisted, pulling down the zipper of his pants.

"Dad," she cooed, "don't be so darn silly. We had such a good time last night. I want to do it again. I bet you do, too."

He sure as hell did. For a moment Bill felt so dizzy with lust that he couldn't react, and Tina took the opportunity to reach inside his pants and stroke his limp warm cock. He shivered with pleasure when he felt her soft little fingers on his sensitive meat.

"Baby," he said shakily, "I explained it to you before. It's against the law for fathers and daughters to have sex.

"So what?" said Tina, running her mischievous little fingers over his limp silky prick. "Nobody has to know. We can have all the fun we want, Dad."

It was so tempting. Tina was right-if nobody knew, they wouldn't be in any danger. It seemed ideal, too. His wife wasn't taking care of him in bed, but he had his daughter, a lovely sexy little chick who was more than willing to relieve his frustrations. Oh, Christ, it was tempting..

"Honey, we just can't." Bill's voice was weak.

Tina paid no attention. She slipped his soft warm prick out of his pants and dropped to her knees in front of him for a better view. She let his flabby pale meat drop onto her palm, and she began to pet it.

Cocks were sort of funny-looking, she had to admit, like big lazy worms. And yet Dad's fat blue-veined dick excited her, too. She imagined it slipping into her cunt.. That would be so far-out, to finally learn what sex was all about.

Bill stood there, swaying dizzily, overcome with lusty excitement. Tina was doing what he'd always secretly wanted Lynn to do-to kneel adoringly before him, playing with his meat. Oh, Jesus, it felt nice. And it was getting him so aroused, he was close to losing control.

Obeying a sudden impulse, Tina dipped her head, stuck out her little wet pink tongue, and began to lick her father's dick.

Bill gasped and swayed.

Tina didn't know what had prompted her to do such a funny thing, but she didn't stop. It was fun. She liked the faint salty taste of his cock, liked the warm silky texture under her tongue. Also, she saw that it was getting Dad powerfully horny. He was moaning softly, his face red and contorted with lust.

Tina licked faster.

"Oh, Jesus," Bill moaned.

He was lost. All his life he'd wanted his cock licked, and to have it done by a beautiful horny girl was just too much. He leaned back against the kitchen counter and began to pant. Tina's wet slick little tongue lashed up and down the length of his excited prick.

Tina was more than pleased with the results of her daring. She'd wanted to lick Dad's big doughy prick just for fun, not realizing the effect it would have on Bill. Now she watched in delight as his flaccid rosy meat suddenly lurched into full erection.

She slipped her hand under his dark-red wrinkled balls and felt them swell up, too, going stiff and round and hot in her palm. His cock lurched away from her busy tongue, swelling, lengthening, till it stood stiff and rigid and pointed straight at the ceiling.

The dark-red head of his dick grew big as a doorknob-to Tina's inexperienced eyes-and the little dark slit of a mouth began to drool thick juice. Tina impulsively stuck her tongue tip right into that dripping hole and wriggled around, tasting his cream.

She liked the taste. She burrowed after more.

"Awwwwww," Bill moaned.

Hell, he couldn't bear to make her stop. He forgot about law and morality and incest and everything else, even the guilty knowledge that Tina was his own daughter. He knew only that a lovely little teenage girl was licking his dick, eating his cream, just like in his horny fantasies.

"Ummmmm," muttered Tina.

This funny game was really getting her turned on. She burrowed her slick pointy tongue tip into Dad's creaming piss-hole, till she had lapped up all his tasty juice. Still her mouth watered. She wanted more.

Tina knew nothing about sex, nothing about fancy foreplay. She just followed her own natural instincts-seizing her father's rigid pulsing hot dick and popping the big knobby head into her mouth.

"Ohhhhhh, Christ!" Bill yelped.

He couldn't believe he wasn't dreaming. It was his fantasy, to the letter. A greedy little chick, not content with licking his prick, popping the whole damned thing into her wet hungry mouth… Tina began to suck on his sensitive cock-head, like a baby at a nipple, and Bill damn near came in his crazy excitement.

"Yeah, baby, yeah!" he whined. "I really like that. Suck my dick! Oh, yeah, suck it!"

Tina was very pleased with herself. Now she really knew how to get her father horny. She had learned that he loved having his cock sucked. He was really going wild-panting, moaning, his eyes rolling crazily. Tina obligingly sucked his thick, spongy cock-head as fast as she could.

She liked doing it, too. The sucking sensation was fun, and his thick tasty cream rolled steadily onto her taste buds. Dad's big cock was so long and thick that she couldn't take all of it into her mouth, but she did her best, jamming thick prick clear back to her throat. She sucked on it greedily, wetly…

Bill had a lewd lusty grin on his face as his wicked little daughter sucked noisily on his hard cock. It felt so good, he could hardly keep from whining like an animal in heat. He knew he was going to come in her mouth, but he reasoned that that was okay. It wasn't like fucking her. It wasn't really incest But Tina had other plans. Even though completely inexperienced, she could sense that her father was near losing control, near climax. It excited her to think of getting a big hot mouthful of his jism-but not tonight. Tonight she wanted to learn about fucking.

She mustn't let him come in her mouth, then. She had to save that beautiful hard-on. She suddenly popped his enormous rosy swollen dick from her mouth. It gleamed with her spit.

"This isn't comfortable, Dad," she said quickly. "Come in my room.

Bill followed her quickly down the hall, his grotesquely hard prick preceding him. He felt foolish, guilty, but he couldn't stop. Not now. Oh, God, not now. He had to come… Anyhow; if she only sucked him off, that wasn't incest… Or so he reasoned in his feverish horny mind.

Tina hopped naked onto the bed, and Bill came right after her, clumsily wriggling out of his pants and shirt and underwear. He knelt beside her, waiting for her to start blowing him again-but instead she grinned, rolled onto her back, and opened her little legs wide. He saw the gleaming pink line of her slit.

"I want you to fuck me, Dad," she said eagerly.

Bill moaned. God knew, he wanted to, but it was the one thing his conscience wouldn't permit. To pluck his own daughter's cherry… Christ, no, he'd have to be some kind of sickie!

"Tina, no," he said gently. "It's just against my beliefs. I can't do it. Go on, sweetheart, suck me some more, and then I'll do something nice for you."

Tina pouted and made no move to pick up his achingly rigid prick, which weaved heavily from his crotch and drooled thick juice She looked stubborn.

"No, Dad," she said. "Fuck me, or nothing. I think you're being a hypocrite. If you can play with my pussy and I can lick your peter, what's the big deal about fucking?"

Bill knew she was right. If he'd obeyed his conscience, he'd never have touched her in the first place, never allowed what had already happened. He gazed hungrily at her lovely little pink pussy-lips. She was soaked with her own horny juices, too, hot and ready. Still he hesitated. Incest was an ugly word Tina saw his hesitation, and she acted before he could change his mind. She tugged him down between her legs, seized his big hot pulsing prick, and wormed the thick cock-head into the moist slick mouth of her virgin cunt. Just the touch of it made her wildly excited, and she creamed hotly all over his knob.