He helps me decide.

It almost seems as if my answer is given to me as he rolls onto his back, a tent forming in the blanket as his cock twitches. “Mmmmm Tracy…” He groans, making me raise a brow in curiosity. Biting my lip I find it hot I wound him up enough to dream about some girl he knows… while I wish it was my name he moaned, I don’t mind that his cock seems to be needing some attention.

I slowly slip under the covers, crawling over to see his cock pressing against his boxers, a wet spot forming at the tip. I slowly slide his boxers down his hips, hearing him moan again in his sleep as he raises his hips. My eyes wide as his cock springs upward, the head slapping into my cheek and leaving a wet streak of precum.

"Mmmm so fucking hot...." I moan softly, my pussy leaking at the sudden surprise, my finger running across the streak of cum, shaking as I slip it past my lips.

“Mmmmm” I moan at the taste, my other hand, slick with my juices, grasping his cock and gently stroking it.

“Ughhhh god Tracy….” He moans grinding his hips as I caress his twitching cock, now slick with my juices, letting me stroke up and down his cock.

I smile at his moans of pleasure, loving how good I am making him feel. His cock pulsing in my hand as I rub my slick thumb around the underside of his cock. Licking to moisten my lips, I burn with the need to pay tribute to the very cock that gave me life…

I lean in and kiss the head, slightly wrapping my full lips around it before breaking the kiss. My nipples rock hard and my pussy dripping as I feel him tremble from their touch and his soft moans as I kiss around the head of his cock.

“Mmmmm daddy….” I moan involuntarily as I kiss down his shaft, tasting my juices and his precum mixed together. Reaching the base, I kiss and pay tribute to his swollen balls before kissing back up his cock to the tip, sucking it gently as I stroke his shaft. His moaning, shaking, and the taste of fresh precum reassuring me that I was doing an excellent job. My other hand already between my needy thighs, my fingers thrusting into my pussy as my thumb teasing my throbbing clit. My body shaking as I hovered over the edge of my own release.

Slipping off his cock, I run my tongue up and down his shaft, cleaning him of our juices before I grip the base of his cock. My eyes wide as I see his cock so hard that it can barely move anywhere but straight up. The head swollen and leaking, I slip my lips back down his head, taking it deep into my throat with one motion.

My father remains in his deep sleep despite his dream about his sexy co-worker somehow more realistic than normal… The dream was usually quick and involved him ravishing her on her back. But this time he was just laying on his back as she slowly, sensually, stroked, kissed and sucked on his cock... The feelings so realistic he felt himself let go, his cum boiling within him as he runs his hand through her soft hair.

I continued so suck his cock as I felt his hand run through my hair, making me quiver with need as he forces me onto his cock. But as I start to hear him groan louder and louder, I slide my head back up his cock, holding half of it past my lips as it happens….

“Ughhhh fuckkk Tracy…” He grunts as his cum rockets up his shaft.

“Mmmmmhhhmmmmm!!!” I moan approvingly with him as his cock jerks in my mouth, his warm, thick pent up cum filling my mouth. I slide his cock deeper, sucking hard to milk him of every last drop before sliding back further, trying to hold his load in my mouth as he fills it. But it was too much… and I shudder in relase at the thought as swallow the cum so intimately tied to my existence, feeling the warmth slide down my throat as even more cum fills my mouth. My pussy clamping hard around my fingers as I groan around his cock in release. The feeling only making me hunger for more.

Slipping off his cock, I giggle in surprise as a sudden squirt of cum splashes against my cheek and lips and another across my nose, neck, and other cheek. I greedily lick up the remainder of his cum running down his shaft as I feel the warm cum running down my neck to my chest. My hand milking him of the last few drops.

But my eyes look up through the hole in the top of the blanket, noticing him start to stir as he moans groggily…

I quickly have to decide… Do I make a run for it…? Or enjoy the look on his face when our eyes meet?