No

"No baby, I'm not trying to not get hard," he groaned, "it's just this is so wrong."

I smiled as I said, "Good then I can experience this for a while yet." I lifted myself up and sank onto his cock again, with how thick he was he was stretching me out with only four inches inside me. He groaned and I felt another pulse, "And with you cock trapping all this stuff in me."

He was kneading my tits in earnest now as I slowly took more of his cock. “Kimberly.”

I groaned as I pushed myself down on him more, “Yes daddy?”

“This is wrong. I’m married and you’re with Mark.” He protested.

I laughed, “That’s your argument now?” I continued to ride him as I reached over and grabbed my whiskey, “Not that we are related?”

I felt his cock throb and another gout dash into me, “I tried that one, it didn’t work,” he said.

I offered him the glass and he took it taking a sip as I continued to rock on his fantastic cock, “Well it is kind of your fault, you just needed to get hard.” My father gave me a dirty look, “Well too late now Dad, I’m here and I’m staying, cause it just feels so good.”

“You are so tight,” he said again looking strained and conflicted.

“Well, partially cause I haven’t had any kids yet,” he shuddered as I sank further still biting my lip from his girth and depth as a small orgasm ran through me. “You going to help me with that?”

I felt him shake a little and another warm wash filled me. We stayed like that for some time in silence, me slowly riding him, sinking deeper, him slowly stretching me as he filled my hungry cunt with he precum. After several more minutes, and another couple of orgasms on my part, I felt him bottom out in me. His cock was pushing my cervix and he still wasn’t all the way in me, nor was he completely hard. We had finished the whiskey and I looked disappointedly at him “I want more,” I pouted as he moaned and throbbed, “But if I get off to pour more whiskey you want let me get back on will you?”

He shook his head no before saying, “You should get off anyway.”

I giggled, “I have a couple of times actually, I think it’s your turn to get off,” I retorted.

He shook his head again. I pouted and then smiled, “Come on, you’ve been filling your little princes with your precum for twenty minutes. I’m probably already pregnant,” he throbbed again and another orgasm ran through me. “Fill me with your cum and I will suck you all clean,” I reached down to squeeze his balls, they had grown even larger. “Please daddy?” I begged, “please fill your daughter with your hot spunk, knock me up?” I felt him shuddering and his cock pulsed a few times.