Daddy on top

Haley moved back on her bed, laying her head on the pillow and looking at her father past her spread legs. "I want to feel you, dad. It doesn't matter how."

With a grin, Phil climbed onto the bed, his hard cock leading the way as he lay on top of his daughter. "You're so beautiful," he marveled, one hand trailing down to cup her breast as the other supported him over her. His fingers started massaging her hard nipple, and she gasped in pleasure. "Guide me in, baby."

Haley reached between them, both hands guiding her father's cock to her dripping pussy, feeling the slickness of the condom covering the shaft. "Right here, daddy," she breathed, and Phil lowered his hips, the head slipping between her labia. Both father and daughter hissed in pleasure at the contact, and Phil slowly and steadily slid his cock the rest of the way into his daughter.

"You're much bigger than Dylan," she gasped, her arms reaching around Phil just under his, holding him down to her chest.

"And you're much tighter than your mother - especially since giving birth," Phil replied, his cock twitching inside her pussy.

Haley gaped up at her father, then giggled. "Then what you're saying is that I'm better than mom?" she asked, squeezing her muscles around Phil's cock.

Phil nodded, blushing. "What can I say?"

"I don't know what you can say, but I have something to say. Fuck me, daddy."

"Gladly," he said, raising his hips and plunging them back down, the movement driving a gasp of pleasure from Haley's lips. He did it again and again, lifting and thrusting, pumping in and out, each movement sending quakes of pleasure through Haley's teenage body until her pussy clenched tight around Phil's condom covered cock, trapping it and sending Phil over the edge of his own orgasm.

Both of them cried out as the tip of the condom filled with potent sperm, the rubber the only thing between the seed and the egg that resided just inside the girl's womb.

"Daddy?" Haley panted, hugging him close to her, feeling her sensitive nipples rubbing against her father's chest. "Can I get on the pill?"

"You want on the pill?" he asked, his head resting next to her ear.

"I've heard that a woman can feel the difference if a guy doesn't wear a condom."

"But unless Dylan gets tested, there's no way to know if he has any diseases."

Haley whispered in Phil's ear, "I'm not talking about Dylan, daddy. I want to feel what your cum feels like."

Phil's deflating cock twitched inside Haley at the thought.