Ride me (2)

"Why don't you hop up here, and play horsey?"

"Horsey?" she mocked gently. "I haven't done that in years."

"Yeah, but now that you're 18, it's time for a new twist in an old game," Phil said, reaching with both hands for Haley's hips. He lifted her to her knees, guiding her over him until her pussy was over his bare cock, the tip of his cock brushing against her labia, spreading precum. "Guide it in, Haley. Help your daddy get home."

She reached between her legs, grabbing his cock and steadying it as she lowered herself more, the tip, then the head disappearing inside her. Haley hissed, pausing. "You're a lot bigger than Dylan, daddy," she said through clenched teeth.

"Do you want to stop?"

The only answer she gave was lowering herself more, and Phil moved his hands from her arms to cup her breasts as he watched his cock sink into his daughter.

She kept sinking down until she was sitting on his hips, his cock completely sunk into her pussy. "You have to move up and down, Haley."

"Give me a minute daddy," she moaned, her hands going to his chest to support herself over him.

"Take your time, Haley. Your mom won't be home for hours."

She grinned down at him. "Can you imagine what she would say if she saw us like this?"

"You mean if she saw her husband's cock buried to the hilt in her daughter?"

She started giggling, her pussy squeezing his cock with each guffaw. "Especially if we told her you weren't even wearing a condom!"

Phil slid his hands around her sides, pulling her torso down so he could kiss her, his tongue penetrating her mouth in a way that mirrored his cock penetrating her pussy. She kissed him back with enthusiasm, her tongue sliding along his as she started moving her hips, sliding up and down on her daddy's hard cock.

No words were necessary, or even possible, as they made love on Haley's bed. Her small breasts rubbed against Phil's chest, the feel of her hard nipples rubbing against his flesh driving his excitement past the point of no return. He drove his hips upward, trying to get as deep into her as he could as his cock started spasming, nothing between the spurting tip and her cervix.

They lay there, panting, Haley on top of Phil, as they came down from their orgasms, panting into each other's mouths. "Oh, daddy," Haley wheezed, her pussy still clenching around his cock.

"We should clean up," Phil said reluctantly. "We don't need your mom to find out what happened."

"Yeah, she'd never allow it to happen again," Haley said before locking lips with her father.

"Again?" he asked, hopefully.