Yes

It took a moment before the question percolated through his mind, and he gulped at what he had almost done. Nodding, his eyes never leaving hers, he asked, "do you have any?"

She smiled, one arm reaching to the bedside table, pulling the drawer open and reaching in to grab the thin square package of a condom. She ripped the package open, reaching between them with both hands and rolling the condom over his cock. The feel of her hands on his shaft almost made him cum, but he managed to keep control, waiting until her hands had moved from his cock to his sides before lowering his hips once more.

"You _are _bigger than Dylan," she hissed through clenched teeth as Phil felt the head of his wrapped cock pushing between her labia. Phil could only grunt as he pushed his cock deeper into Haley's pussy, concentrating on not cumming too soon. Slowly, steadily, he pushed his hips down until his pubic hair pressed hard against her shaved pussy.

Phil leaned down, his mouth pressing against Haley's again, their tongues resumed their wrestling as he held his cock still inside his daughter. Haley began to cum, her pussy rhythmically squeezing his cock, but Phil resisted the urge to cum just yet. As she came, he started pumping slowly, in and out, stimulating her clit with his movement, stretching her orgasm out until the pressure became too much, driving Phil past the point of resistance as he started cumming too, the tip of the condom filling with sperm, and only one very thin wall of rubber separating his potent sperm from her fertile womb.

He held his cock inside her as they kissed, breathing in each other's exhalations as they panted in the afterglow. "You feel fantastic," Phil panted, his hands stroking her hair as he looked down at her.

"So do you, daddy," Haley replied, flexing her vaginal muscles, milking more cum into the condom.

"Next time, I'll be able to last longer," he smiled.

"Next time?" she asked, the thought of doing this again, and with her father, causing her pussy to contract with pleasure again.