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Phil looked down at his daughter, laying underneath him. Haley smiled up at her dad, feeling his hand sliding between them, then feeling the tip of his cock rub up and down her pussy. "I've wanted to do this for a while," Phil said, pressing his hips down.

Haley hissed as her dad's cock pressed into her pussy. "Go slow, dad. You're bigger than Dylan."

He smiled, but he did slow down, savoring every millimeter of his cock as it slipped inside Haley's tightness. He had dreamed of having sex in this bed before, but it had always been Gloria he'd imagine fucking here. Now here he was, fucking his own daughter in the bed his wife had, more than likely, made love to her own dad. He watched her eyes get wider as he sunk deeper, until his pubic hair pressed tight against her smooth shaven flesh. "Oh, god, daddy. You're so huge!"

"And you're so tight," Phil breathed. "I've never felt tighter."

"Not even mom?" Haley asked, smirking.

"Not even your mom," Phil said, then gasped as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock. Not able to wait any longer, he pulled most of the way out of her pussy, then sank back inside, making Haley's pussy pulse again. He repeated his action, still not realizing his bare cock was firmly implanted inside his daughter. He pressed his mouth against hers, using his feet to move his entire body on top of hers in an effort to get as deep inside her as possible.

He felt her pant into his mouth with his every thrust, and all other thoughts were driven from his mind.

Then Haley's panting sped up, her pussy clenching rhythmically around Phil's cock, and he knew he was making his daughter cum. Her eyes closed in her pleasure, but Phil had heard the door unlock, so he looked toward the door, sure he knew what he would see.

Sure enough, he saw Claire peeking in the barely cracked door, her eyes wide, her hand at her mouth as she saw her husband thrusting desperately in her oldest daughter's willing pussy. Phil grinned, making sure Claire saw that he knew she was there, and drove as deep as he could, his cock spasming as his wife watched, spurt after spurt of his potent sperm washing over his daughter's cervix, his eyes locked on Claire's eyes.

Phil hadn't finished cumming as she softly closed the door, leaving the two lovers to themselves, Haley having no clue that her mom had just witnessed their mutual orgasm. He lay on top of his daughter, his own breathing mirroring her panting, not putting too much weight on her. "I've never cum like that," the girl murmured into his ear. "I didn't even think that was possible!" She squirmed under him. "But weren't you supposed to wear a condom?"

"Oh, damn," he groaned, looking over at the condom still sitting on the end table.

"Dylan always wears condoms," Haley whispered, "but when I felt it happen, it made me cum again."

"I know," Phil said, kissing her ear.

"Daddy? Do you think we can do it again?"

"Of course we can."

Haley looked into his eyes. "Can we... without the condom again?"

"Of course we can, sweetheart," Phil responded, although he was already thinking of how he could get Alexandra underneath him just like this. His cock twitched inside Haley just thinking of being balls deep in his younger daughter.