Nice and slow in his lap.

Your breath hitches as you obey. With your legs straddling his its easy for you to reach down and find the zipper on his trousers, pulling it down and then reaching inside. You don't realise you aren't breathing as your fingers find his shaft and pull it free. It's bigger than any you've touched before and seeing it bare and rigid just drives home the reality of the situation. You're naked and straddling your Daddy who is fondling you in preparation to...well...

"Oooh Daddy..." you moan as he continues to stimulate your helpless body, your fingers gently stroking his erection. "Why Daddy?" Your question is unfocused, but it's all you can think to say as you start to stare at the dick in your hands, knowing that once it pushes into you there will truly be no going back.

"Because I want you," Daddy replies, kissing and biting your neck and shoulder, making you roll and moan. "Because I take what I want," one hand lowers to push against your ass, prompting you to lean up. You know where this is going and begin trying to position yourself over his erection. "Because I saw you growing beautiful and decided to shape you, make you perfect."

"Even though..." It's hard to think as your heart hammers in your chest, his dick is so close now, just rubbing against your slit, stimulating and teasing you. "Even though I'm...stupid?" The word hurts to use, but it's the best you can think of right now. You had graduated through luck more than anything else, and Daddy had made a firm point about how he believed education would be wasted on you...it was what had started this whole mess.

"There's a reason I paid for stripper classes and not a tutor kiddo," he almost growls through his commanding tone, one hand settling on your shoulder and pushing you down.

"OOooohhhhhh!" You moan as you sink onto his dick, you're so hot and ready yet it still fills you up so much.

"Beautiful, obedient," your Daddy lists as he starts to roll his hips, grinding deeper and deeper into you. One hand clamps against your breast and plays with a nipple, the other finds your clitoris and strokes at it. You moan in supplication and lean back against him, your head nestling by his chin and your eyes losing focus. "A good girl who knows her place, that's what I wanted to raise you to be."

Your own hips undulate, trying to match the rhythm your Daddy is setting. Panting you lean around and manage to find his lips with your own, whimpering against them until he grants you another head spinning kiss.

"Mummy..." You pant as the kiss ends, realisation slipping through the fog. "A good girl like mummy..."

"Mmm..." Daddy kiss down your neck again. "That's right kiddo. Your mummy was the best assistant I've ever had...I just had to keep her and see what sort of beautiful daughter she'd give me."

"Know my place...like Mummy...?"