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Earning Love (kckolbe & kyyweb)

kckolbe

kckolbe

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Craig didn't even look up from the computer as he heard the door open and then softly shut, nor did he hit pause on the porn he was watching. He continued stroking himself, not caring that the sound could easily be heard by his daughter in the entrance way. Hell, he wanted her to hear it. He didn't call out to her as he tugged on his cock, his gaze intent on the busty woman on his computer screen getting rammed from behind and pretending to enjoy it, her fake moans loudly resonating through the small apartment.

His t-shirt and boxers had long since been discarded. He sat upright in his chair, his stomach starting to show signs of a pot belly, the definition in his arms fading under a slim layer of fat. "Lacey! Get in here."
 
Lacey heard her dad yell for her and she froze. She was nervous and excited all at the same time. She looked at herself in the hallway mirror and pulled her breasts out more so she had more cleavage. She walked down the hall towards the family room and she took a breath before entering.
"Yes..?" she said, almost whispering. She wanted to be good this time. She had to be. Lacey looked at her father stroking his cock and her attention turned towards the screen. Lacey felt like she had been punched in the stomach after looking at the pornstars tits. She hated herself for having such a small chest. Lacey constantly convinced herself THAT was the reason her father never really loved her.
 
Craig looked over at Lacey and shook his head in disappointment, briefly pausing in his stroking. "You confused about what to do? Pull that damn skirt up and get over here. This damn video is over halfway done already and I don't wanna have to search for another." He waved her over with his free hand as his other went back to stroking, leaning back so she could ride him once she was finally ready.
 
Lacey nodded her head slightly and walked over to him. She removed her clothes, except her push up bra and straddled her dad. Lacey bit her lip while his cock was going inside her and she moaned slightly. Lacey began to bounce up and down on his dick and eventually began to go faster. She felt herself getting wetter and wetter and she continued to moan like the girl in the video.
 
"Bout damn time," he said as she took the remaining steps toward him. He didn't place a hand on her hip to guide her as she lowered herself onto him with practiced precision, tugging her forcefully down the rest of the way and ramming fully inside her before her inner walls had made room for him. He grunted from the pressure, how tight she was.

He wrapped an arm around her waist to control the rhythm, his other hand reaching for the mouse to turn up the sound as she started moaning loudly, shifting her slightly to the side so he could still see the monitor. "Look at her take it and work that thing with her hips."
 
Lacey could feel the sting of jealous rush through her body. She began to rotate her hips back and forth, letting his cock go deep inside of her and then she raised herself up, only to be slamming her tight pussy back down again. She began to feel herself orgasmn and she bit her lip, trying to prevent her from crying out in pure pleasure. She began to move her hips harder, and faster hoping for some type of approval.
 
Craig was speeding up his thrusts now. Like his daughter, he was getting closer, though he didn't notice her building up to an orgasm. After all, it didn't happen often, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the signs when she did. What he did notice, though, was that Lacey started moving out of sync with the busty bitch on his monitor.

An exasperated sigh could be heard emanating from his lips, and he grabbed her hips with both hands, putting her on pace with the porn scene and thrusting into her anew. Within a minute, he came, releasing into her without a thought.
 
Lacey felt the hands on her waist and was thrown down aggressively. She bit her lip and winced a bit at the sudden discomfort of switching beats. She looked at Craig and saw he was about to cum. She thruster harder and faster than before and pushed his cock deeper into her pussy. She felt him cum in her and soon it was dripping out of her and onto his cock.
 
He pumped inside her a few more times, making sure to empty himself completely before stopping and catching his breath, panting heavily from behind her. Now spent, he leaned back and tilted his head back, his hands sliding from her hips to rest idly on his outer thighs.

After a moment, he glanced down, alerted by the feel of his cum dripping onto his crotch. "Aw hell. Lacey, get a fuckin' towel or something. Can't believe you're that loose. Hasn't been two fuckin' seconds..."
 
Lacey looked down and frowned slightly when he spoke to her. She tried so hard to do it right. Lacey got up off his lap and kneeled down infront of him, sucking his cock and licking off the cum. She looked him in the eyes as she deepthroated his dick. Lacey spit in the cock to lub it up and she jacked him off a bit before returning to licking the cum off his dick.
 
He grunted slightly as she lifted herself off of him, his sensitive cock slipping out of her. As she knelt to begin licking his cock, Craig turned his attention back to the computer. His appetite for porn somewhat sated, he closed out that tab and began looking up football news. Feeling her eyes on him, he glanced down as she deepthroated him, huffing slightly in mild annoyance.

He paid her little attention as she continued sucking him off, only pausing in reading the article to glance down at her disapprovingly as she started trying to jack him off. He seemed to prefer it somewhat when she went back to sucking, though he still seemed more focused by the article. After a moment, he tapped the desk irritably and asked "Don't you have something else to do?"
 
Lacey looked up at him and blushed. She stood up and didn't make eye contact with him. "Yeah, sorry. I'll leave." She picked up her clothes from the ground and began to put them on. She then went over to the front door picking up her bag and left the house. Lacey stormed out towards the side walk and sighed loudly. She was incredibly frustrated and she couldn't understand what she was doing wrong. Lacey walked down the street towards her friends house, hoping he would make her feel better. When she got to the house, she walked up the porch steps and pounded on the door. Lacey crossed her arms and cocked her hip to the side, waiting for him to open it.
 
David was lounging around at home in his boxers when he heard the loud knock at the door. Unlike Lacey, David didn't have to concern himself with either school or getting his dad off. "One minute!" he called out and fished around for a pair of pants and a t-shirt, leaving his feet bare.

Upon opening the door, David could see that Lacey was dressed slightly more revealingly than normal, something he had no intention of complaining about. He could also see that she was, at best, annoyed about something. Sighing softly to himself, he gestured for her to come in, taking a small step to the side. Cautiously, he asked "How's it goin'?"
 
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