hands and knees

Phil held Haley down, his hand on her back as the other hand moved his cock head up and down the crease of her shaved pussy. "Daddy, please, don't do thi..."

She broke off as Phil thrust his hips forward, half his cock sinking into his daughter's pussy. She gasped, her fingers curling into the sheets as she was rocked forward, her dad's hand moving from her back to grip her waist, the other leaving his cock and clutching her other hip. "God, you're tight," he muttered, pulling her back as he thrust forward again, the entire length of his cock sinking into her pussy.

With Phil grunting, and Haley groaning, he moved her hips, his own hips slapping against the flesh of her ass with each movement.

"You're so much tighter than your mom," Phil gasped, not caring that Haley's sobs were now outright crying, tears dripping from her cheeks to wet the sheets between her clenching hands. His hand, one of them, at least, slid from her hip to stroke her upturned ass. "Tighter and hotter," he moaned. "I have to **** myself to cum for her, but you..."

"Please... don't... cum... inside... me," she gasped. "Please... daddy..."