Fuck the Daughter

"Alright, you don't want to give me the key to this? Let's see if your pretty little girl is more convincing," I reach forward and grab the girl by the strands of her hair. Her father makes loud and confused gasps while the mother pleads with me to stop! To leave her daughter alone! The daughter cries out, kicking and grabbing as I drag her off the seat and onto her knees.

"Please don't do this!" the mother cries out. But I press the blaster against the girl's pretty forehead and squint. The woman glares at her husband, "Give him the key!"

"But my job!"

"He's going to hurt our daughter!"

"I ain't going to hurt your pretty girl. Don't worry... just going to show her that this ain't the only blaster I'm working with," I drop my pants and the length of my cock smack's the daughter's face making her jump and her eyes go wide.

"O-oh my god!"

"What are you doing?" the father cries out. I smack the girl with my cock a few more times, like she's never seen a cock like this before. And knowing this kind of rich bitch she never has.

"D-daddy..." she mutters.

"Suck it. "

"Honey!"

"Shut your ass up, and suck it!"

Taking in the tip of my cock, my body reacts well to the warmth of it. Her mother and father sit horrified unable to do anything as their pretty little girl blows that mean, mean, thug. The rest of the train is silent too, just listening and even watching (the sick perverts) as I take advantage of this pretty young thing.

"Gluuuurk—Ptwah!" she spits, sobbing as she looks up at me, "P-please daddy! Ju-just give him the key!"

"I-I-"

Still resisting? I push the girl back down on my meat, letting her take inch after inch after inch. Her struggling begins to wane though and a slight eagerness comes from her as she becomes more accustomed to it. I'm starting to notice the lipstick marks on my shaft get further and further and further in. Even her parents are silent, just simply watching as she gets closer and closer to deepthroating me. The dribble from the blowjob drips to her chest, ruining her shirt with drool. She makes another gagging noise before I tear her away and leave her a coughing blubbering mess. While she recovers, I eye her father, expecting him to have given in, but the man is just a sweating mess of nerves. I kiss my teeth and force the daughter to stand as I begin tearing off clothes.

The mother cries out. But I don't stop. I rest the girl on one of the open seats admiring her bare body and wet tits. Groping them and drenching my palms in her drool. With a quick smack to her face, I press my cock to her cunt and hear her whimper beneath me. The mom covers her eyes, unable to watch as I slowly enter their pretty girl.

"Fuuuck, baby girl you're a virgin?" the pretty white girl nods as I break her hymen and take her virginity. She struggles and whines while her parents cry.

But eventually the girls cries turns to beloved moans. The humpings of my meat inside of her causes her to lift up her legs in acceptance.

"D-Daddy!!! He's going t-to make me a mommy! Because you won't give him the c-code!"

"Princess I'm so sorry, but—"

"Daddy! He's fucking me! He's fucking me in front of you because you care about your job more than me!"

"It's not that! I—"

I dig deeper and her legs shake as her head hangs back, she screams as her juices overflow and stain the train seat. She yells for her "daddy" but I know she's taking about me. Eventually it is too much for the man to take and he breaks down. He yells the code, "0042!" over and over and over as I fuck his pretty daughter into total submission. And finally—

"FUCK!" I blow my load deep inside of her, only pulling out to spray a few strands against her face and body. She's left a breathy hot mess as the husband and wife cry. I step to the vault, my cock still dripping from sex and enter the code.

"Thanks boss."

Entering the place I begin to take documents after documents, valuable after valuable. But I do find what I'm looking for. Bonds belonging to the Castillion Corporation. The owner of the New Vegas Train, and a man who caught my interest from years ago.