Becky slides down to suck DADDY'S YUMMY COCK while you hug him from behind, whispering all sorts of nasty suggestions.

The burnt smell of forgotten pancakes fills the kitchen as you and Becky exchange a knowing glance. Through your newfound connection, you feel her desire mirroring your own—a feedback loop of arousal that makes your nipples tighten beneath Rick's borrowed shirt.

"Daddy needs some special breakfast," you whisper into Rick's ear as you press against his back, your enhanced D-cups flattening against his broad shoulders. Your hands slide around to his chest, fingers finding his nipples through the thin cotton of his t-shirt.

Becky drops to her knees in front of her father, looking up with wide, innocent eyes that betray none of the corporate executive she was just yesterday. "Can I taste you, Daddy?" she asks, her fingers already hooking into the waistband of his boxers.

Rick's breath catches. "This is wrong," he mutters, but his body betrays him as his erection tents the fabric of his underwear. "We shouldn't—"

"Shh," you breathe against his neck, your teeth grazing his earlobe. "Let your little girls take care of you."

Becky tugs down Rick's boxers, releasing his thick cock. It springs free, already fully hard, the head glistening with pre-cum. "Ooh, Daddy's so big," she giggles, wrapping her delicate fingers around the shaft.

Through your connection, you feel Becky's excitement—the warm, throbbing anticipation as she leans forward and takes Rick's cockhead between her lips. The sensation echoes through you as if it were your own mouth stretching around him, the salty taste of his skin on your tongue.

"Jesus Christ," Rick groans as his daughter's mouth engulfs him. His head falls back against your shoulder, exposing more of his neck to your hungry kisses.

You suck and nibble at his skin, leaving little marks while your hands explore his chest, tweaking his nipples into hard peaks. "Does that feel good, Daddy?" you whisper. "Do you like having both your little sluts worship you?"

Rick can only moan in response as Becky bobs her head, taking him deeper with each movement. Through your connection, you feel her throat relaxing, feel the way her tongue swirls around the underside of his cock.

"Tell us what dirty things you want to do to us," you purr into Rick's ear, grinding your bare pussy against his ass. "Tell us how you're going to fuck both your little girls all day."

"I'm going to—fuck," Rick stammers as Becky takes him especially deep. "Going to bend you both over the kitchen island and take turns with you."

You giggle, delighted by his surrender. "And then what, Daddy?"

"Then I'll—Christ—I'll have you both ride me while you kiss each other."

You turn Rick's face toward yours, capturing his mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue meets yours eagerly, all his earlier resistance melted away. You can taste the coffee on his breath, feel the rasp of his stubble against your soft skin.

Becky makes wet, slurping sounds as she services her father enthusiastically. Through your connection, you can feel her jaw starting to ache pleasantly, feel the throb of Rick's cock against her tongue as he gets closer to climax.

"Are you going to cum for us, Daddy?" you ask, breaking the kiss to look into Rick's eyes. "Are you going to give your little girl her special breakfast?"

Rick groans, his hips beginning to thrust involuntarily into Becky's willing mouth. "Fuck, yes—I'm close—"

You reach down between his legs, cupping his heavy balls in your palm, massaging them gently as Becky continues her oral worship. "Then do it, Daddy. Feed her. Show us both how much you love your new family."

With a final, guttural groan, Rick explodes, pumping his release down Becky's eager throat. Through your connection, you taste it too—salty, slightly bitter, absolutely perfect. Becky swallows every drop, looking up at her father with adoring eyes as she finally releases him with a wet pop.

"Yummy," she giggles, licking her lips and sharing a knowing look with you. "Best breakfast ever."

09:05 | Sunday 3 Aug 2025 | Rick's Penthouse, London