"Daddy Does His Daughter"

"Oh OK," his wife acquiesced, like she had so many times before. "As long as it's just posing, mind you. I don't want you getting the young girl pregnant."

"I have to make it look real," he reminded her.

She sighed. I guess she knew that somehow it would eventually come to this. "Do what you have to," she finally said, giving her husband all the rope he needed.

This time, when she grabbed the camera, she used the new movie camera. Over the past several months, we had been using it more and more, until she could finally handle it like an expert, and she was almost as good as he was. We had made several movies before, but this was to be the start of one like never seen before.

In those days, sound movies were too expensive for amateurs to make, so everything was silent. His wife panned across a blackboard that said "Daddy does his Daughter" before focusing on where he was "working me up" like he usually did before we started.

However, since the film couldn't be too long, we quickly moved to where he had me facing the camera, while he slid his big prick up inside me from behind. That way, the camera had a good view of my father's prick sliding in and out of my hot little hole. His wife got a close-up of his cock stretching my little slit before shifting a little higher so you could see my tummy swell each time he pushed his cock up inside me.