Passion exploded in the air around them as Michael pulled his daughter’s small body on top of him and kissed her passionately. Michael closed his eyes, knowing that when he did images of Sarah’s lips pressed against his, her hand gently caressing his heaving chest, would assail his mind, but he no longer cared. The thought was daunting. Heavy breathing filled the air. Carefully she turned the knob, knowing that her father never locked his door just incase she had one of her horrible nightmares and needed him. Sarah felt the instant moisture that seeped from her untried pussy and soak her panties. He could do this all night, tongue her glistening slit while she thrashed beneath him, voicing her pleasure. Wasn’t it his job to protect his daughter from perverts like him? “I…I’m…gonna…” her sexy pants egged him on, making him lick faster, suck harder.
