Her thigh was trembling beneath his hand and her breathing was becoming heavier, her breasts rising and falling faster as she tugged on her pink nipples.
“Right there, daddy! Oh, fuck right there!” She lifted her ass off the bed and whispered. “Put a finger in my ass.”
At this point, Darren figured he was past being surprised, but that caused his eyes to widen. But it didn’t shock him enough that he didn’t act on her words. Using his other hand, he pushed his finger against her asshole, hesitating for only a second before he jammed into her.
Cassie squealed, then released a sound that could only be described as a howl. Her pussy contracted around his fingers and her already incredibly tight asshole squeezed his other finger. Her hips bucked wildly and her thighs closed, pinching his face between them.
Cassie wailed again and so loud it dawned on him that there could be people on the rooms on either side of them. He had the sudden image of the manager knocking on the door and asking what the hell was going on.
‘Oh, nothing, I just made my daughter the call girl come really hard by shoving a finger in her ass.’ The absurd answer sounded in his mind. That was followed by the strangely hot idea of the manager seeing Cassie sprawled out on the bed behind him and correctly assuming she was a hooker, but having no idea she was his daughter.
His attention returned to his daughter who was thrashing on the bed and smearing her quivering pussy into his face as she came like louder and harder than any woman he’d ever been with, even back in college.
The comparison to her mother seemed to stop in the bedroom, as Donna never came this hard or was anywhere near as wild as Cassie. Another crazed thought entered his mind. Cassie was Donna 2. 0, all the attitude in the street, but a far bigger freak in the sheets.
God, was he sex drunk? He wondered even as his fingers and tongue kept moving, keeping his wildcat daughter coming as long and hard as possible. Cassie’s pussy clamped down on his fingers and her ass did the same, as she released a loud gasp.
Her back arched further off the bed and her thighs tightened around his face pressing him tighter to her sticky pink flesh.
“Oh, oh…” She whimpered then released a loud cry as her hips bucked and Darren’s face was splattered with sticky fluid.
Holy shit!” he flinched back, forcing his head from between her legs and was caught by another gush of warm juices that sprayed out around his fingers. This stream caught him in the mouth and upper chest and he sat there stunned, his face dripping.
His daughter was a goddamn squirter.
“Oh, my god!” Cassie’s feet fell from his shoulders and releasing her tits, her arms fell limply to her sides. “Oh, wow… the room’s fucking spinning.”
Darren eased his fingers from inside her, releasing another flow of fluid from her oozing slit. He watched his fingers drip onto the floor, then back up at Cassie who was lying there, her eyes half shut and a dazed look on her face as she seemed to stare upwards without seeing anything.
“I came so hard.” Cassie released a tired laugh. “The real thing is so much better isn’t it, daddy?”
“Yeah.” He slowly rose to his feet and lifting her head to look at him, she gave him a sexy smile through her still sticky lips.
“You’re going to fuck me again, right?”
“I…”
“Oh, come on, daddy! You know you want to!”
Cassie lifted her legs and he moaned when she wrapped her stocking feet around his flaccid cock. She worked her feet back and forth, stroking him.
“You like my feet, daddy? Maybe sometime I’ll give you a foot job? You can come all over them.”
Sometime? His mind raced at the word. He hadn’t planned this and certainly hadn’t thought beyond now. Was this the beginning of something? The idea of having his daughter anytime he wanted her caused his tired cock to begin to swell, but not enough to obtain an erection.
Cassie lowered her left foot, sliding it under his balls and wiggling her toes while sliding her other foot on his cock.
“Don’t you want to fuck me, daddy?”
“I think I’m a little tired.”
“Seriously?” Cassie dropped her feet and sat up. “That’s it?”
“I came twice!” He said defensively.
“Jeez, dad. I buy three packs for the Johns and I’ve never not used the whole pack.” She rolled her eyes. “I finally get you, and this is all you got?”
“Hey, watch…”
“Back to why mom found a younger guy. Guess she got tired of going to bed horny.”
“What I get you off and now you’re back to being a bitch? His anger was returning as she laughed at him. “Good thing you did it with your tongue, because you can’t even get it up again.”
“Guess that’s it then.” Cassie slid off the bed and squatting down picked up her shorts.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting dressed. Well you ripped the top so guess I’m going home topless under my coat.
She walked past him to the nightstand and picked up the money. “This was easy money. One fuck and a blow job and you’re done.” She gave him a mocking smile. “Tell you what,” she dropped a hundred back onto the night stand. “Take this back, maybe you can buy some Viagra.”
“Your mouth’s my Viagra, you snotty little cunt.”
Once again enraged by her bullshit, Darren caught her by her hair and yanked her backwards. She yelped in pain, then in surprise when the backs of her legs, hit the bed and she fell back onto it.
Moving quickly, Darren climbed up onto the bed, and sliding over her, pinned her arms with his knees as he had before. This time however, he out his hands on the bed to brace himself and lowering his hips, dropped his now semi hard cock into her mouth.
Cassie squealed and squirmed beneath him as he fucked her mouth, driving his cock down into it as if he were doing a push up on her face. She moaned and yelped as he pounded her face and a smile spread across his face as he felt himself stiffening in her mouth.