No

Phil was too far gone, too close to cumming, to pay attention to what Alex said, his hips moving up and down. "Oh, god, you're so fucking tight," he moaned, thrusting as deep as he could as he felt the first pulse of sperm race through his cock and into his daughter.

"Stop!" Alex cried, but there was no way Phil could stop now. He held his cock as deep inside her as he could, pulse after pulse of potent sperm washing against her cervix, the only barrier to her fertile womb. The sensation of her dad's cum inside her, along with the knowledge of the taboo and the possibility of her dad getting her pregnant sent Alex over the edge of her own orgasm, and she cried out, her arms wrapped around Phil's torso, her nails biting into Phil's back as her pussy milked her dad's cock for every drop of cum.

They lay in each other's arms in the afterglow, panting. "You shouldn't have cum inside me," Alex complained.

"Don't worry. We'll get you on the pill so we don't take that risk next time."

Alex didn't want her dad to know how much she had enjoyed herself, or that she would welcome sex with him again, but her pussy betrayed her, squeezing one last drop of cum from his cock.