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“Oh, good boy, Brucie!” I moaned as he started to cum, filling me up with that lovely doggie heat. “Cum for me, Brucie! Fill my pussy with that hot doggie cum! Good boy, Brucie! Good boy! You're cumming in me so good!” My words were more for Mom, than they were for Bruce, though I was sure he enjoyed the praise. I just wanted to make sure she knew exactly what he was doing inside me. He soon stopped shooting, holding still and panting for a moment, before he twisted around and tried to pull away.

Her mouth never left her father’s cock, the tongue stuck to it as if glued by his precum. Sarah’s tongue pressed hard against his cock, even more precum pooling against it. She folded it up and scooped all her daddy’s pre with it and brought it into her mouth. She let it coat her tongue, appreciating the flavour and then leaned forward so it would all gather in one place again, before titling her head back to swallow.

As quietly as she could she made her way up to the bedside and slowly sat on the bed as it took her weight. Once she was sure her dad was still deep in his sleep, she wriggled under the sheet until she was next him. As usual he was arranged like a star fish with his arms and legs out to either side. To accommodate him she curled into a ball and put herself right by his side with his arm under her head like a pillow. Like most dads she’d heard about hers slept naked, but although all the other girls who mentioned this seemed grossed out, she didn’t mind. To be fair a lot of the of the other girl’s dads weren’t as handsome as hers, or in as good shape. A few years ago, she had to put up with a few friends who couldn’t stop gushing about her dad when they came over and saw him for the first time. Although she saw all the good features about him, to her he was always just her dad. How could she think about him that way?