Scared

"Dad, I don't think this is a good idea," Alex said, trying to pull away from his hands, even if it meant crawling further onto the bed, but he held her hips firm, pulling so hard the knee she managed to get on the bed sliding right off, leaving her standing by the bed again.

"I said stop, dad," she protested, trying again, and failing, to get away from him.

"I don't think so," Phil grunted, pushing his hand down hard onto the small of her back, the other hand working his pants loose and his cock free.

"STOP!" she cried, but Phil ignored her, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down the hairy crease of her pussy. "I don't want to get pregnant!"

Phil paused, looking down at his daughter's bare ass and rucked up sundress, licking his lips as he made his decision.