Your body decides for you and you keep sucking.

You want to put your foot down and but that bratty bimboi in her place. Really you do. Every fiber of your being screams out at you to stop sucking and start spanking her slutty ass. But your body isn't taking any calls from your brain right now. You bob up and down your daughter's dick in a frantic frenzy. You feel her thick clit crush against the spurt button in the back of your throat with every thrust, causing your own prick to swell and squirt and your body to glow all over with bubbling bliss.

"That's a NNGH good slut. Fuck, mommy, I WHIMPER wanted to make this last, but you're MOAN sucking the spurts right out of my GUUUUUH!" Samantha explodes down your throat, shooting thick ropes of sissy spunk straight down your throat. You are so dick dumb that you don't even slow down. You keep bobbing on her cumming clit even as it squirts and spills down your your chin. She finally is **** to push you off her prick, leaving you pouting and panting and licking your lips.

"Jeeze Louise, mom! I know I taste extra yummy but leave some for the next sissy!" You blush as the slutty sissy you were just punishing for being too trampy is lecturing you on being less cock hungry. You try to pull yourself together, but the more you try to get yourself under control, the more mortified you feel. You never doubted your manhood for a moment. You were a man's man, a real hard ass, and straight as an arrow. The disconnect between you thought you were and what you just did is enough to make you crack.

Samantha seems to notice your turmoil, and not surprisingly, she wastes no time in twisting the knife. "Awww, is my big stwong daddy feewin' guilty that he sucked off his sissy son? I can help you, Daddy, do you want me to help you, DADDY?" She speaks in an affected baby doll brat voice and emphasizes your former role with malicious mirth in her voice, all while joining you on the floor and running her hungry hands all over your blushing body. You feel like you could melt in her hands, and you almost wish you would. As horribly humiliating as it is to be treated this way by your own dickgirl daughter, it might be worse having to face the reality of your current situation.

Your body still wants to answer for you, leaning into her hands as they squeeze your insanely sensitive breasts and grinding into her gropes as she kneads your cheeks. When she slips a dainty digit into the crevice of your ample and gently grazes your hot, hungry hole, you hear yourself moan, "Please...OOOH please WHIMPER help MOAN me!" Samantha smiles wickedly at you and you squirm, waiting to discover how she plans to 'help' you.