I raised such a perfect whore

Pat Galant carried his daughter's limp body over to the sofa and plopped down, positioning her lying down on the couch. Without hesitation, he shoved his cock back inside her ass, relishing the feeling of her tender walls clenching around him.

"Fuck, you're still so tight," he groaned, gripping her hips tightly as he began fucking her again. "I could do this all day. I'm going to fuck this ass until you can't even remember your own name, just a series of commands to please Daddy."

"Mmm, you're such a good little whore for Daddy," Pat growled as he pistoned in and out of Melly's ass, his thick cock stretching her wide open. "I can't believe I raised such a filthy slut. You were always so prissy and proper, but now look at you - just a dumb cock sleeve for anyone to use."

He reached up to grope her tits roughly, pinching her nipples as he slammed his hips against her ass. "Your master was right, you really are the perfect cum dump. I wonder how many loads I can pump into this tight hole before he gets back. You're going to be so full of Daddy's cum, you'll be able to taste it."

As he fucked her relentlessly, he could feel her body quivering beneath him, her ass clenching rhythmically around his cock. "Oh yeah, you're close aren't you, you cock-hungry slut? Daddy's going to give you just what you need."

With a few more powerful thrusts, Pat felt his balls tighten. "Here it comes, you dumb bitch".

He slammed his cock deep into her ass, burying himself to the hilt as his orgasm hit. "FUCK! Take it all, you filthy whore!" Pat shouted, his hips jerking as he pumped load after load into Melly's tight hole.

Melly's body spasmed beneath him, her ass clenching rhythmically around his thick cock as she came down from her intense orgasm. Pat could feel his cum seeping deep into her guts, filling her up with his seed.

As the final spurts of his load subsided, Pat pulled his softening cock out of Melly's gaping asshole with a wet squelch. "

Fuck, that was intense," he groaned, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. He glanced over at the arch entrance to the living room noticing that Jack had returned and was now standing by the side with his wife on all fours, a leash attached to her collar.

Pat felt a twinge of jealousy at the sight but quickly pushed it aside. After all, he had been given free rein to do whatever he wanted with Melly while Jack was away. He stood up, pulled his daughter behind him, and walked over to see what Jack had planned for his little girl.

"Welcome back," Pat called out, trying to keep his tone casual despite the knot of unease in his stomach.