From behind

Without answering, Phil sat up, holding Haley by her hips and turning her around, her hands on her pillow and her ass in the air. He leaned over her body, his cock pressing along her asscrack, throbbing to the beat of his heart as he reached around his oldest daughter and cupped his hands over her breasts. "Remember a few years ago when you, Alex and Luke walked in on your mom and I, and we were - celebrating - our anniversary?"

Haley looked over her shoulder at her dad, biting her lower lip and nodding.

"You ever wonder what it felt like?"

"Yes, daddy," Haley said, smiling.

Phil moved his head back, his cock pulling away a bit before bringing it close again, this time aiming it at her waiting pussy. "You're going to find out, baby," he said, pushing the head of his protected cock between her labia.

She rocked forward on her arms, not quite prepared for the width of her daddy's cock, but Phil's hand on her hips kept her still as he sank the head into her. "Oh, my god," she gasped.

"Yeah," Phil grunted, working to get more of his cock into her, his hands moving her hips opposite the movement of his hips, pulling out and pushing in, each inward movement sinking his cock deeper than before until his hips pressed hard against her ass. "You like the way it feels?"

"It...it's soo fucking big," Haley moaned.

"Watch your language, young lady," he scolded playfully, pulling most of the way out and thrusting back in.

"Sorry... daddy..." she gasped between his motions.

"That was one thing I could never get your mom to do," he said, his fingers tightening on her hips.

"What's... that... daddy?"

"That right there - she never would call me daddy."

Haley looked over her shoulder at her father. "Then fuck me daddy."

"I am, baby, I am," he said, moving her again, the sound of her ass hitting his thighs echoing through the room. "I'm going to cum, baby," he gasped.

"Me too, daddy!" she almost screamed, her pussy clenching around his cock as he started shaking, filling the condom with his sperm.

He stayed still, holding her hips as he came, wishing he was cumming in her instead of a condom, but understood why it had to be this way. She was shuddering with her own orgasm, leaning down and biting her pillow to stifle her cries.

He fell back on his haunches, pulling her with, one hand under her, cupping her chest, the other around her waist, his cock still buried in her pussy. She turned her head and kissed her father as she sat on his cock, her pussy milking the last of his cum from his cock into the condom. "Does mom like it this much too daddy?"

"I doubt it, baby," he murmured.

"Then I guess you'll have to practice with me whenever we have the house to ourselves."