Fuck Haley

"What? You want to fuck Haley? She's your daughter?"

"And Luke is your son!" Phil snapped back. "You have no problem fucking him, but you have a problem with me fucking the daughter that's been around the block more than either of us?"

The truth showed on Claire's face, and her bare body slumped in regret. "It wouldn't be a good idea," she muttered, "you could get her pregnant."

Phil leaned in and kissed Claire's mouth, his cock still hanging out of his pants. "I wouldn't mind a small child running around the house again."

Claire started to look worried. "Well, what if she doesn't want to... I mean, Luke likes what we do together - what if Haley doesn't want to do that with her father?"

"She'll want to," Phil growled, "or not. It doesn't really matter to me, one way or another. Either way, I'm going to fuck Haley - how I want, when I want."