Let Dawn have your cock and your seed

Stop, please stop.” You beg as she just seems to latch on even harder at your pleas. You find yourself losing the edge even though she’s very good, at the thought that your daughter could easily hear you, or might even still be by the door.

“I-I have an idea.” You whisper as your mind reels, and she stops with your head in hear mouth and a question on her beautiful face.
“I will make sure that Penny is out for tonight and we can play together then. Besides,” you moan as she slowly engulfs your cock again and smacks her lips when the rod leaves her hot mouth and she returns back into sitting.

“Nah, I like this plan better, stud?” she quips and engulfs herself on your member.

You gasp once more, and pull air through your teeth. Her mouth is fantastic, and you stop yourself from your ears perking for movement outside the door. She slides you in and out with slurping noises, never even reaching her hand grabbing its base. She starts moving her hand with the movement of her mouth, and your breath intensifies. As she stops her tongue dances across your cockhead, swirling and playing on it, and you feel your already bursting balls from the shower twitch as they contort. Your hips spasms from the onset of pleasure, and you must hold her head and shoulder for support while her mouth resumes its work. Slow and steady she tries reaching so far in that her mouth touches the hand around your base, but she slides it back out with a cough.

“It’s too big.” She says in a girly voice. And when she resumes, you once more release a groan and feel ready to fall over. She notices the increased breathing and your balls harden, and she bobs on your cock in a furious pace. Drool escapes her mouth, but she just keeps at it with her eyes lingering up at you. That sweet face pushing herself at your cock sends you into a road of no return and you groan as you feel your orgasm come. She takes the first spurt, but releases your cock to let the others spray on her face. She smiles and smatters on the sperm in her mouth, eyes closing as if given something good on her skin.

“Thank you,” she whispers as her eyes open and she beams up at you.
“I wanted that one for so long now.”

“No, thank you,” you croak in a slight shock still.

She gets back up and turns around to wash and clean her face again over the sink. You peer at her marvellous jeans covered ass, bending toward you in inviting fashion. When she’s done with her cleaning, she makes a move to leave, but you quickly drag her back.