No

Phil smacked her ass, harder than ever, and drove his cock as deep as he could. With a squeak, Haley realized her dad intended to do just that - that he wanted to fill her with sperm, and another tear streaked down her cheek.

Three more thrusts, each hard enough to have knocked Haley flat had Phil not been holding her up, and she felt a hot wetness spreading deep inside her. "Nooooo!" she cried, knowing it was pointless, but unable to stop herself.

"Oh, yes!" Phil countered, both hands gripping her hips tight, holding her on his cock, holding his cock inside her as he came. They were locked in that position for what seemed like an eternity, spurt after spurt of potent sperm splashing against Haley's cervix and fertile womb.

Finally it stopped, and Phil collapsed on Haley's back, his hands on either side of hers on the bed. "I haven't felt that good in years," Phil whispered into her ear. "Not since you were born and stretched your mom's pussy way out." He licked her ear. "I can't wait to feel this good again."

Haley shuddered as she realized her dad was going to **** her again. And again. Another tear - one more in what would probably be a steady stream of tears.