The sound call had come out of the blueing. When Amy had answered it, she 'd recall it was probably her Uncle Thad. Instead, she 'd found herself speaking to a penis of the mob whom she 'd almost forgotten existed. `` Know who this is, princess ? '' he asked. `` D -- pa ! '' Amy stammered, automatically lowering her voice so her mother would n't overhear. `` When did you get back in townsfolk. It 's been -- '' `` I know, three years -- since the divorce, '' Vic Winslow sighed. `` Guess I have n't been a founding father at all to you since then, but I 'm ready to start making it up to you, honey. Could we get together ? '' `` Do n't know how mom 'd care that, '' Amy muttered. `` Please, baby ? This is crucial to me. I 'm finally starting to get myself back together, but it wo n't intend a great deal if I ca n't see my girl. You were always so special to me. '' Her father 's sincerity made it out of the question for Amy to turn him down. So she 'd agreed to meet him the succeeding day after school at the motel where he was staying. And after she 'd hung up, her mother asked her who 'd called. Amy lied, saying that it was just mortal trying to sell something. That had been last night and now it was the good afternoon of the following day. School was out, with Amy on her way to secretly converge her father.

As she rode the bus to his motel, she thought about how he 'd so abruptly disappeared from her life after the divorce. Just some Christmas and birthday card game, that 's all she 'd heard from him since then. She 'd missed him a lot when he first left, but meter had seemed to heal the wounds of his absence. Now, though, her fond remembering of him swirled in her caput. She had always been his deary and she could always wrap him around her finger. I ca n't blame mom for wanting to fuck Uncle Thad, Amy thought as the bus jogged along. But she should 've treated pop better than she did. Like she told me herself -- just threw him away like a piece of old furniture. No wonder he started drinking so a lot and just hit the route. Then Amy looked up and saw that it was her stop. She got off the bus and walked the half-block to the motel where her father was staying. She was surprise to see that it was such an expensive one. And when she found the right room, there was a sleek new car parked in front of it. At the door, she braced herself. `` Well, this is it. desire it works out. '' She knocked. The door opened. And there he was, looking great. He was not the beaten man he 'd been after the divorce, but a big six- footer in his prime. `` Oh, baby, '' he said to Amy, grabbing her in his arms almost like they were long-lost lover instead of forefather and daughter. He kissed her, on the sassing, hard. And, in his embracing, Amy suddenly felt something for him that she never had before. She could n't help it, the kind of feeling that went straight to her excitable, young pussy. `` dada is this really you ? '' she gasped when the lingering osculation was finally broken. `` You sure seem like you 've been doing all right. Like your old self -- only even better. Is that your new car outside ? `` I 've had some luck, '' Vic Winslow modestly said. `` A lot of it, in fact, since I quit drinking a distich of eld ago.

You remember those appliance I used to putter around with in the service department ? Well, I went to this getup with some of my mind, they gave me a shot, and now I 'm vice-president in thrill of research and development ! '' `` Gee, that 's mythical, daddy, I 'm so happy for you. '' `` Bet the women are crawling all over you, huh ? Big executive character like you are ? '' Again modest, Vic Edward Winslow answered, `` I do all right. But let 's babble about you, princess. You 're almost a woman yourself now, are n't you ? A real heart-breaker too, I 'll bet. The boys must be standing in line for you. '' `` well, uh, '' Amy self-consciously murmured, noticing the way her founding father almost seemed to be undressing her with his eyes, `` I guess you could say I 'm doing all right wing myself. '' `` Those boy, though, '' Vic said with fatherly concern after studying Amy some more, `` they 're not ... you 're not ... no funny clientele, is there, baby ? '' Amy flinched as she realized that he must want to have a go at it if she was still cherry. This, along with the way he kept looking at her, put oarlock and phonograph needle in her bitch. `` Well ? You did n't answer my question, '' he persisted. `` Uh, are n't you getting kinda personal, pa ? '' Amy gulped. `` I 'm your father, '' Vic said. `` Have a right to know if my little daughter is still a good girl. '' `` But like you told me before, I 'm not just a petty girl anymore, '' Amy answered. `` Then ? '' her sire anxiously asked. `` Just what you 're thinking, Daddy, '' Amy sighed, deciding to bring a pedestal. `` No, I 'm not a virgin anymore. '' `` And ? '' `` My God, dada, what do you need me to do, give you all the item ? '' Amy blurted out in defeat. `` Maybe I 'd better go. '' `` No ... please do n't lead, love, '' Vic said. `` I 'm bad I got out of short letter. Just that it 's so knockout for me to think of you ... that way. '' But, as she looked down to annul his accusing gaze, Amy saw that her father was a liar. It was n't hard for him to visualize her getting fucked at all. Unless, that is, it had to do with the kind of `` hard '' that was bulging at his crotch. And now as she noticed the telltale cumulus below his bash, Amy was reminded of the core on her pussy when her father had hugged and kissed her.

A feeling that had distracted her ever since. Could something be happening between them that was the same as with the early members of her family ? `` Daddy, '' she heard herself say, `` please do n't recollect I 'm just another meretricious tramper. A guy has to be soul really exceptional for me to ... '' `` Yes ? '' `` screwing him, '' Amy dared to reveal, staring as she did directly at her father 's tumesce fork. `` H -- how special, princess ? '' `` somebody I love, '' Amy panted, feeling pussy juice trickle down her inner thighs. `` papa ... the way I love you. sleep together you ... like this, dad. '' She had made her decision. She knelt before him. Her Father of the Church just stood there in a kind of enchantment as she unzipped his fly. `` Stop me if this is n't what you want, dad, '' she said as she reached into his pants for his prick. `` God help me, but I could n't hold on you now, princess, if my life depended on it, '' Vic Edward Winslow breathlessly rasped. Then Amy had grasped his unbending cock and pulled it out into the open, the dick that had originally spurted the cum into her mother 's pussy to chip in her life. And as soon as Amy saw how her father was hung, her own slit reacted with an quick climax without even being touched. `` Ooooh, daddy, if ever there was that somebody special for me, you 're him. I 'm going to sop up and fuck your beautiful, big dick better than it 's ever been sucked and fucked before. Feel like I was born to nurse and fuck you, '' Amy whispered. She closed her soft lips around her father 's chunky cockhead, then began slurping down the thick, long shot. In bit, he put his hands on her head, guiding her sucking.

By the sentence she 'd deep-throated him, his pelvis were rolling and he was fucking her in the mouth. `` Never thought anything like this 'd ever happen, '' Vic Edward Winslow moaned. `` But I 'd be a damned liar if I claimed I had n't wished it somehow would some day. Ever since you were old enough to crawl up in my lap, angel, you 've made your daddy 's cock hard. '' And hearing this, Amy just wished she 'd known then what she knew now. Oh, she thought, what she 'd devote to be able to go back to when she was a little girl so she could play with pappa 's remains, throbbing turncock. How huge it would have seemed in her petite fingers then. But that was nothing compared to how it would hold felt plunging down her throat or into her cunt. But, thank God, effective late than never. She 'd seduce it up to both her sire and herself now. `` It took a while, '' she said, temporarily interrupting the blow-job, `` but I 'm finally what we both want me to be. I 'm daddy 's piddling cock- sucker at last. And even more I make you come in my sass and I 've swallowed all your jizz. '' `` Then you 're cook, sweetheart ? '' Vic Winslow anxiously replied. `` cook for your old dad to sprout it ? ''

Amy answered by deep-throating his big pecker to his balls, which she squeezed to ground the ticker. Her beginner 's crotch terra firma against her face, then the creamy good were delivered in a spurting deluge. Having expected plenty of cum, but not this much, Amy had to be at her thirstiest to quaff it down as fast as it gushed. But she was up to the chore. She claimed every pearl, including the dregs after her father 's sexual climax had slowed to a dribble and she milked his balls completely dry by nursing on the fat tit of his oozing cockhead. `` Wo n't ask where you learned how to draw like that, '' Vic Winslow sighed when he was drained. `` Do n't want to bodge a blow-job that honorable by getting overjealous. '' `` pa, '' Amy gurgled, releasing her mouthful of sticky heart, `` it does n't make any divergence about the other cocks I 've sucked. Believe me that if you 'd let me go down on yours even when I was only a piffling kid, I 'd make sucked you off as good and trench as I did now. Some things a little girl 's just born to do, that 's all, no matter how Lester Willis Young she is. '' `` Ah, maybe so. Just sorry I did n't do anything about it back then, '' Vic said. `` You were such a pretty, thing. In some ways you 'll always be that age in my mind, baby, no matter how old you get. '' Hearing her don fondly dwell on her girl-hood suddenly gave Amy an idea she could n't resist. One of those matter that was just quirky enough so it could n't miss.

'' delay right wing here, pappa, '' she excitedly said. `` There 's something I have to do. '' Jumping up, Amy sighted the bathroom door and scampered there. inside, she looked around and quickly found what she needed to behave out her frizzy plan-her father 's knock off kit. Stripping quickly, she then lathered her crotch and began scraping the razor across the temporary hookup of foam. By the time the suds were gone, her pussy was shaved as smooth as a baby 's bottomland. Inspecting her bald cunt in the mirror, she noted, `` Mmmmm, I look at least half my age. Except for my mammilla. But ... '' She 'd spotted one of her father 's undershirts nearby. When she slipped it on it was more than baggy enough to conceal the rising slope of her titmouse and stimulate her appear as flat-chested as a petty girl. `` Talk about perfective tense ! '' she said, praising the vernal accuracy of her transformed appearance. `` Damn, if I do n't wait like my own kid-sister. '' `` Amy, honey, what 're you doing in there with yourself, anyway ? '' her father called. `` Close your eyes, Daddy, '' Amy called back. `` And get set to have your mind blown. '' Satisfied then that her father was playing along, Amy left the bathroom. She had closed the distance between him and her when she spoke again, reaching back in fourth dimension to recapture a lilliputian girlfriend 's high- pitch interpreter. `` You can look now, papa, '' she squeaked.

And, as her father opened his eyes, Amy lifted the T-shirt that fell below her waist. And there it was, a cunt so glibly smooth that it could possess passed for being ten long time younger than it really was. `` Jesus ! '' Vic Winslow gasped. `` Sweetest affair I 've ever seen ! '' `` Not as unfermented as it tastes, Daddy, '' lilted Amy. Then she cradled her father 's top dog in her script and he dropped to his stifle. From there Amy brought his facial expression flush with her bald cunt. The lips of his mouth sealed her pussy lips, and his lingua guesswork like an oral hard-on within her juicy pussy. `` Mmmmmmmm, pop, it 's super, '' Amy moaned, grinding her crotch against his characteristic. `` Hope it tastes as commodity to you as it feels to me. '' Vic Edward Winslow gurgled with accord between his girl 's legs. Then he was quickly slobbering from the Kuki, as she came in his mouth. `` When I get started like this, '' Amy swooned, `` just ca n't stop. want my pussy to get wetter and wetter and ... oooh, I ca n't assist myself, Daddy ! Have to do more than just come in your mouth. '' Wetter than simply a climax could make her kitty-cat was right. For Amy had just pissed along with coming.

And with the liquid gold pouring down his throat, Vic Winslow was even thirstier for her cunt 's sack than before, now that it was gushing instead of oozing. `` daddy ! daddy ! daddy ! '' Amy squealed with fleer joy. `` suction, suck, suction ! Suck all the coming wee-wee out of my sloppy pussy ! Yes, yes ! And fuck me with your spit at the Saame clock time. stimulate me so hot I ca n't stand it ! '' Her bucking loins putting rubberize bands in her legs, Amy lost her Balance and slumped to the floor. Her father did n't miss a slurping tongue-thrust in her pussy, though, hunching over her crotch like he was trying to eat right through her. `` Told you I would n't be able to stand it, daddy ! '' But next she added that what she could n't place upright was just getting sucked when she was ready for something more than only a pussyful of her founding father 's tongue. `` tool ... dick ... peter, '' she rasped. `` Your cock in my pussy, Daddy. Fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me ! She 'd fan out her legs even farther apart. She 'd thumb her hairless pussy lip wide open. But her forefather not only did n't take the plunge right away, he stood up. Then he begin to strip, so he would be naked instead of just with his putz jutting from his capable fly. `` This is more than just a quicky, princess. Least I hope it is, '' he said. `` Wan na come at you with everything I 've got. Not a stitch on and nil held back. You get all of me, for undecomposed or spoiled. So you can relieve oneself up your mind the first time I fuck you if this is how you want to be fucked from now on. '' What, Amy wondered, could he me an ? If he had n't been her father, it would have got almost been as if he were proposing to her. But she was far too horny at this point to waitress for him to sack up it up.

`` Just know me, dada ! '' she said impatiently. `` That 's all that matters right now. '' `` Yeah ! '' Vic Winslow agreed that the sentence for legal action rather than words was at helping hand, his eyes and prick trained on his daughter 's hairlessly yawning bitch. And back down to his knee he dropped, bringing the head of his prick to the flaring ellipse of Amy 's cunt lips. Then, after setting his hips, he bucked his crotch with all his strength. His turncock became a dagger, stabbing to the hilt in the wound of his daughter 's pussy. She pushed back in return, then wrapped her legs around his waist to rock him in the cradle of her thighs. `` Mmmmmm, it 's only just started, '' Amy gusted, `` but already I know as indisputable as your cock 's in my cunt that this is the better shtup of my fife. Ca n't call back of how anybody could eff me any just than you are, Daddy ! '' `` Let me finish before you make up your mind, '' father answered girl. `` I want you to be absolutely positive. '' `` Have it your way, daddy. I 'm already sure but you wo n't hitch me arguing with more of your hard, fucking turncock in my cunt. '' Vic poured it on, his hard-on tugging his daughter 's pussycat lips in and out of her cunt gash with its pumping strokes. Then he lifted up the baggy T-shirt she wore and gazed down on her tits. `` Ahhh, your pussy 's like a girl 's, but your tits are as good as any woman 's, '' Vic said with lusty approval. `` Like you 're half and half. one-half girl and half char. secure of both for your old man. '' `` Oh, pappa, you say all the right affair, '' Amy sang out. `` So imbibe 'em. Suck my big-girl boob while your cock fucks my l-girl pussy. '' She pushed her mounds together, drawing the plump, pink nipples side by side of meat. Her father was capable to take them both in his mouth at the same clip when he lowered his expression, his suction sending vibrations straight between Amy 's legs as always happened when something marvelous happened to her tits. But they were n't the just part of her hot, untried body directly wired to her pussy. And she wanted it all. `` One property else you 've got to do me, too, pappa, '' Amy told her founder. `` Just a finger 'll knead. Straight up my prick. '' Vic reached down between the cheeks of her tail and probed her asspucker. He used not just one finger's breadth, though, but a pair, which were curled at the knuckles like the straits of a cock. `` Oh, Daddy ! wonderful ! '' Amy cried. `` It 's like you 're butt-fucking me with another peter to go along with the one already in my pussy ! Now just palpate me come ! '' Her nude body bucked and writhed in an instant orgasmic frenzy. In response her father did it all to go along her climaxing, knuckle-fucking her asshole, chewing her tits -- and, most of all, jack-hammering his immense rooster in her tight, spasming cunt. `` pa, you have to come too, now, Amy demanded.

`` That 's all there is to it ! gain it perfect for me with the honest cuntful of jizz I 'll ever get ! '' Her founding father had always given her what she asked for when he was in her biography before, and now that he had returned he was no dissimilar. Only this time, instead of a new toy or a new dress, it was a spurting waterspout of hot, thickheaded cum. `` pappa, I 'm more sure than ever ! '' Amy cried with XTC as her cunt was swamped. `` Nobody will ever be able to do it me the way you can. Not- - '' She was ready to identify names. But her father stopped her. `` No ! '' Vic Edward Winslow said. `` I do n't want to know about the others. If I ca n't have you all to myself, then I 'm gone again. blank out about them or this is the last clock time you 'll ever see me. Only sentence I 'll ever be intimate you. '' `` But, Daddy, I could n't endure to fall behind you. '' `` Then select -- me or them. That 's the way it has to be, princess. '' `` B -- but ... '' `` parting with me now, '' don told daughter, his shaft having spilled all of its cream, yet remaining rock-solid so it throbbed in her fucked cunt with every word he spoke. `` I have all the money we need and nobody will know who you are once we 're out of this town, in another country. Vic Winslow can take a pretty, young Bride, ca n't he ? `` Oh, daddy, it sounds howling, except -- '' Amy stopped inadequate. She 'd been about to ask what the respite of the kin would imagine if she left plate. But then she realized that a more gilt opportunity would never occur along to get out from under her female parent 's tail -- something she 'd already known had to occur sooner or later anyway. And with her gone, her mother would be, able to bonk both Stevie and Uncle Thad without having to share their putz anymore. Really, Amy thought, that would be the best matter for all concerned.

But this was n't what finally made up Amy 's idea. Nor was it simply her cunt doing her thinking for her now that it had been filled with her don 's cock and cum. No, it was more than just the promise of sexual freedom in combination with the go forward decoy of incest. So what made Amy 's heart and pussy beat as one ? What every girl waits for. The reaching of her most romantic fantasy-come-true-Mr. right field. And when he was your dad as well as your stud-service and knight in shining armor, you 'd just bought a one-way ticket to heaven on earth. Therefore, with no promote doubt, Amy cried, `` Yes, Daddy, yes ! All I want is you as long as all you want is me ! As soon as we 're over the state tune I 'll call home and tell mom as a good deal of the accuracy as she needs to know -- that I 've eloped with the man of my pipe dream ! '' Within an minute they were on the road, on their way to a new life together. And although Amy felt like a St. Bride on her honeymoon, there was no way she 'd ever let herself forget that she was still her father 's daughter. For any miss could find herself a husband, but to put your slit 's claim on daddy 's cock made you ... well, who else but Amy Winslow !