A Claire sandwich

"I want to watch," Phil said, smirking. "Claire, why don't you ride him like you rode me last night." He pointed at the pillows at the head of the bed. "Go ahead, Jay - lay down on my bed and let my wife mount you."

Hesitantly, Jay moved to the middle of the bed, not really trusting Phil, but knowing he had ****. Claire looked at Phil as she crawled over to her father's lap, straddling Jay, facing the door, when Phil shook his head. "Turn around. I want you to look at the face of your precious father while he fills you with sperm."

Claire moved, spinning around as Phil smirked, still stroking his cock. As soon as his wife turned her face toward her dad, he started stripping his clothes off, silently getting himself ready for his treat.

As Phil climbed on the bed behind Claire, she tried to turn her head. "STOP!" Phil shouted. "I don't want you to even look away from your precious daddy. I heard you two talking about how good it feels to have him inside you. The least you can do is keep watching him as he fucks you." She turned her head back, and Phil took his place behind her, his legs on either side of Jay's legs, right behind Claire's. "Lean down and kiss your daddy - push that tongue into his mouth." Not waiting for her to do it herself, Phil put his hand on her back and pushed her down over her father.

He licked his other hand, using the saliva to moisten his hard cock before bringing his hips toward Claire's exposed ass. "Hold still a minute, sweetheart," he murmured, his hand moving his cock head up and down the crack of her ass before focusing on her asshole. "Take a deep breath," he said, then pushed the head into his wife's virgin ass.

Claire screamed into her daddy's mouth as Phil pushed more of his cock into her ass, his hands on her hips, holding her still as well as holding her on her daddy's cock as he thrust. Jay's hands circled Claire's chest, holding her on top of him as the two men started moving in sync. Phil could feel the solidity of the cock that made Claire through the thin sheath of flesh between them, the pressure of one stimulating the other as they both enjoyed her body.

Jay came first, Phil's weight preventing him from pulling out of his daughter, sperm coating her cervix in a flood. Phil could feel the pulses of his cock, and stopped all motion to prevent accidentally knocking Claire off the cumming cock. The two underneath him panted as Jay's orgasm ebbed, then Phil started pumping again, rougher this time, pushing Claire off Jay's cock as he thrust as hard as he could, laying down on Claire's back as he fucked her ass.

Then he started cumming, the excitement of the day causing him to cum more than ever before, filling and overfilling her ass, pressing her body down on top of her father, shaking in her own orgasm. His arms shaking, Phil lifted himself off her, pulling his cock out with a pop, and moving to the side of the bed where he stood with shaking legs, looking at where Claire lay on top of her father, tears traced down her face. "You know I didn't want that," she sobbed.

"I don't really care what you want," Phil replied, picking up Claire's discarded nightie and wiping his cock off. "Your ass is mine, from now until the end of time." He dropped the nightie, turning to face the two still laying, panting, Claire's breasts pressed against Jay's chest.

"Well now, doesn't this make a perfect picture," he said, raising his phone and taking another picture. "I think Gloria should really get a peek at this," he said, showing the picture to Jay and Claire, their faces showing perfectly, her breasts clearly exposed. "I have an idea - how about giving me a shot at Gloria - after all, you fucked my wife, I should be able to fuck yours."