Yes

Reluctantly she pulled away, licking her lips as she looked up at her father. "Why did you want me to stop? I can handle your cum," she giggled.

Instead of answering, he reached down and grabbed Haley by her arms, pulling her to her feet. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his mouth against hers, once again pushing his tongue into her mouth. He could taste the salty remains of his precum on her tongue, but found he didn't mind. Haley wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lithe body against his, jumping into his arms and wrapping her legs around his waist as they kissed each other deeply.

After a length of time that could have been moments, and could have been centuries, the kiss broke, and Haley smiled. "If you don't take that shirt off soon, daddy, mom is definitely going to know something happened."

Phil looked down, and realized the front of his shirt, pressed against his belly by the smooth skin of Haley's dripping pussy, was already soaked with her juices. "You're right," he said, darting his head forward to kiss her mouth again. "Hop down so I can take it off."

Instead of letting go of his neck, Haley stuck her tongue out. "You can do it, can't you?" she teased.

Letting her hang off him, his trembling hands slipped between them, struggling with the buttons. Smiling, Haley leaned down and undid his tie with her teeth, letting go with one hand to pull it free and drop it on the floor, pressing her front against her dad again, trapping his hands between them. "Do you love me, daddy?" she asked, pouting.

"Of course I do, Haley."

"Good - cause if you'd got that load in my poor little pussy, you'd be a grandpa," she laughed.

"Speaking of your poor little pussy," Phil said, carrying her to her bed and laying her down. "I did promise to kiss it and make it better," he said, moving down her body with his mouth, stopping at her breasts and suckling them as he passed, wrapping his tongue around her pert little nipples.

He kissed past her stomach, shifting on the bed to move between her legs, and taking his place with his mouth inches from her pussy. He breathed deeply through his nose, inhaling her scent before lowering his mouth and connecting with her dripping pussy. Haley moaned immediately, her hands reaching down and grabbing Phil by the hair, pulling him closer.

He kiss, licked, and even nipped the nub of flesh as he lost himself in the taste of her youth, his arms under Haley's legs, his hands on her breasts playing with her nipples. Almost instantly, Haley started cumming, her pussy getting even wetter, leaking down her ass to the bed. Phil didn't stop, eating his daughter's pussy through three orgasms, almost drinking her wetness as he did.

Finally, Haley pushed his head away, gasping for breath, her skin flushed from head to toe. "I... can... barely... breathe!"

"Are you ok, baby?" Phil asked, moving back up her body and laying next to her, one hand automatically going to cover her breast.

"Yeah, but I've never felt anything like that before!"

"Dylan never made you cum?"

"Not like that," she panted, still short of breath.

"Then he wasn't doing it right," he replied, leaning over and locking his lips around her nipples, his cock, harder than ever after her oral ministrations, throbbing against her thigh.

"Daddy? Are you sure you love me?"

He nodded without speaking, his tongue swirling around her nipple.

"Then make love to me daddy. Show me how much you love me."

He moved his mouth from her breast, looking at her. "Are you sure baby? You weren't wrong that I could get you pregnant."

"I do have condoms," Haley suggested. "After mom found out I was having sex with Dylan, she said any time I needed more, I just have to ask."

"It's up to you, Haley," Phil said, tweaking her nipple gently.