Say, "I want your pussy..."

Making up your mind that you need to fuck this little girl sucking on your dick, you speak suddenly and decisively, “If you expect me to un-ground you AND let you break curfew… then I want your pussy.” I suddenly pull my mouth off of your cock and sit up straight.

Your spit-covered dick still in my hands, I look completely disgusted as I exclaim, “Eww! That’s fucking gross. I’m your daughter! I mean, letting you put some thing in my mouth and drooling on it for a couple of minutes isn’t a big deal, but you actually want to have sex with me?! That's disgusting! That’s like ****!” You sit paralyzed for a second, looking down at your sloppy-mouthed daughter kneeling at your feet, grasping your dick, in the middle of giving you a blowjob, lecturing you about how gross it is that you want to fuck her.

I finally scoff, roll my eyes, and then sigh, “Ugh. Fine!” I look really grossed out about the whole thing, but I get up, go over to my purse, locate a string of condoms and tear one off, saying, “But you have to wear a condom…” Experiencing my fellatio skills firsthand, and now seeing how many condoms I carry in my purse confirms your suspicions that I am sexual active (and apparently pretty popular!) but you are at least somewhat relieved to see that I use protection. I tear the condom wrapper open with my teeth and say, “…and I am not looking at you while we do this.”

As I pull the condom out, you eagerly pull your pants all the way down around your ankles. Your spit-shined, rock hard cock stands almost straight up. I toss the wrapper carelessly to the floor, turn the condom the right way, lean over, reach down, and roll the rubber tightly down around your dick until the ring is all the way down to the base of your shaft. You watch as I irately turn my back to you, pull my panties down, and pull my dress up around my hips, looking very much like I’m about to sit on a toilet. That illusion is broken when I unceremoniously spit on my hand and rub it on my smooth pussy.

I bend my knees, lowering my bottom over your crotch, looking back to align our genitals. I reach between my legs, grab your dick and line it up with my pussyhole. I press myself down on your condom-covered cockhead and then you feel your prick being engulfed in warm, wet flesh as my pussy lips slide down around it. I bunch the tail of my dress up in front of me and hold it there to keep it from getting messy while we do this, giving you a perfect view of my soft, smooth ass as I raise myself up and down on you. The resentful, unenthusiastic manner in which I slide my pussy up and down on your cock as I stare at the wall on the other side of the room makes the scene seem less like we're having sex, and more like I’m jerking you off using my pussy instead of my hand.

I bounce my bottom in your lap for several minutes, looking annoyed as I indignantly impale myself on your dick over and over again. After a little bit more of this, I turn my head to the side and sigh impatiently, asking, “Are you getting close?”