Why kiss it when you can suck it?

"You can take that sexy mouth of yours and see what you can fit down your throat."

Nodding and grinning you're more than happy to help. A woman like you wants to feel the need of your partner.

You look at the head of the monstrous one eyed snake to align your mouth with the tip, and then direct your eyes up to your father. You want to see his face as you fully engulf the bulbous head. You open your mouth and slowly move it past your plush lips and into your mouth. You see him blink heavily and moan as you start to engulf and flick your tongue around the tip. You get a slight taste of soap and his precum.

Henry's hands come up to your head and you quickly drop the cock from your mouth and remove his hands from your head. "No messing up the hair, ok? Took me long enough the first time to style it, I'm not doing that again tonight." You semi-scold with a grin on your face.

"OK, Jess, let's see what you can do on your own then." he challenges.

His hands drop to back to the side and you quickly latch yours back on your new friend. You lightly work your way around the tip kissing, kicking, and stroking it. Enjoying the way his magnificent cock feels in your hands and even the taste of his precum with a slight fruity/sweet flavour. Henry commends your efforts with moans and some compliments on the feeling of your hands and tongue.

After covering the head in your lipstick and saliva you remember the original ask. How much you can fit down your throat. Taking a deep breath you slide the tip back into your mouth. Looking back up at your father's eyes you see a glint of excitement mixed in with the pleasure seeming to understand the next step. Keeping your eyes focused on his you start to push down deeper and deeper. Your mouth felt stretched to the max as you start to guide the thick cock past your tongue and to your throat. You had never had much of a gag reflex as a boy, but you had even less now it seems as you feel your throat stretch to accommodate.

Why wouldn't this body be able to? You were a walking wet dream, a body that would turn heads of both men and women, and a horny and confident woman. You should be able to handle any cock in the world and you were making sure of it. Your quick mental pep talk was interrupted as your father groans "Fuck, you really are like your mother, she was the only one who could take it like that."

Doubling down you push your throat deeper. Your mouth and throat are stretched and your airways are completely shut off but you're determined to make it to the end. As Jessica, you're going to always get what you want and right now you wanted to feel your father's groin pressed up tightly against your lips and his cum in your stomach.

Cum? You didn't even think of that. You pause halfway down. Do you really want that? Your father's cum? Your mind is confused but your body is craving it. Noticing your pause, Henry, strokes your cheek and gently assures you "don't stop now, baby, you're doing great."

The feeling on his strong and slightly rough from the gym hands on your cheek feels so nice. You look up at him with an obscene look from your cock full mouth and he gently nods and he strokes your cheek. You almost effortlessly start to sink deeper. Your throat is sore and your eyes are watering but you sink deeper inch by inch until you get to your goal. A lipstick stain on his crotch.

Happy with the result. You come up for air, taking a couple seconds to uncover the full length of man meat you had inside of you. Breathing heavily you look at the wide grin on the owner of that hefty cock's face. "Atta girl, Jess, knew you could take the whole thing." he cheered before getting a little more serious "But as amazing as that looked and felt, you're gonna need to do more than just one deepthroat to get me off." As he then points at the still hard spit covered cock hanging in the air between you.