"I'd want to fuck your mouth"

"I want to fuck you mouth, right now, like this," you say. Your own cock is rock hard, speaking to your father this way. "I want to cum in your throat."

"As you wish," your father says. He drops to his knees, and began to massage my balls. He looked up at me with eyes almost begging, almost pleading, and then he gently licked the tip of my cockhead.

"Dad," I say, "you're better than my girlfriend."

"I am your girlfriend," he reminded me. "And I know just what you like." He did. I had instructed him, when I thought he was Sarah, on all my erotic points. He teased his tongue to the top of my cock, then licked slowly back down to the balls. Then, he opened his mouth and slide my member all the way inside of him.

"Oh god," I said, as my father's male mouth wrapped around me. "You've practiced."

"I know you always wanted me to deep throat you," he said before he plunged back down. "So now you finally get the chance." I grabbed his head and pushed it forward. He tried to jerk it back, but I held firm. He coughed and I relented. He took another breath and began to suck.

"That's it dad, you little slut. My girl. My dad, my girl. My little daddy slit." As I said this, I could feel myself release. He swallowed most of it, but let the last bit glaze his nose and cheeks.

He stood up, looked at me and smiled.