Oh no! Bernie screamed in his mind, instantly panicking, Hayley stiffening in his grip. The sperm which he had been about to spurt up Hayley’s ass seemed to retreat into his balls in fright. Here he was, balls-deep in his daughter’s ass, grasping her tits, as he heard the sofa creak from Freda getting up. Aaaah!
Frantically he released her tits and withdrew the entire length of his cock from her asshole. His erection was throbbing and red and covered with suds that slopped onto the kitchen tiles. It was so slippery that when he first grabbed it, it slipped out of fingers. Muttering obscenities he got hold of his dick and stuffed it painfully in his slacks. He grabbed Hayley’s panties and hauled them up, noticing as he did how her asshole was gaping, stretched wide by his deep fucking, dribbling froth. Then he pulled up her panties, pulled down her skirt and leapt away just as Freda stepped into the doorway.
“What’s going on?” She demanded, staring at them. “I heard someone cry out!”
“Oh, yes, that,” Bernie started, his voice too loud, struggling to breath. “Yes, well, Hayley, well.”
“Well what, Bernard?” She asked sharply. Hayley was looking at him, her eyes big and a bit wet, still in the same bent position she had been fucked in.
“Well,” His mind raced. “Well, Hayley, look what you’ve done!”
“Daddy?” She asked uncertainly.
“Look at this floor,” He pointed at the ground under her. “You’ve got soap everywhere. What a mess!”
“Oh, um, Daddy, that’s from-”
“Go to your room!” He interrupted.
“But its from your-”
“Go!” He shouted, pointing at the door. “Right now missy!”
Hayley burst into tears and ran out, her gait a little bit awkward. Bernie was left in the kitchen with Freda.
“You’re too hard with that girl, Bernard.” She said angrily.
“I’ll go talk to her, dear.” He said, passing her the dish towel.
Bernie had to suppress a smile as he walked down the hallway to Hayley’s room. He glanced back to check that Freda wasn’t following, then stepped inside and quietly closed the door.
Hayley looked up at him from the edge of the bed, her face streaked with tears.
“Daddy, I-”
“Its okay, honey,” He said quietly. “I’m not mad at you.”
“Y-you’re not?”
“No, I’m not. I just needed to get away from your mother for a minute.”
“Oh, Daddy, I’m so glad y-”
“Honey,” He interrupted, his voice thick. “Daddy needs you to do something.”
Bernie pulled open his slacks, the zipper still undone, and let them fall to his ankles. His cock, still very stiff and glistening, swung out towards her.
“Oh Daddy it looks bad.”
“Kneel down here, honey,” He told her. “Daddy needs you to suck him.”
Hayley got down on her knees on the floor, smiling up at him, her eyes still very wet. Something about those big blue eyes shimmering up at him made Bernie’s cock throb even harder. He guided his cock to those juicy pink lips, that parted to take his head into the wet heaven beyond them.
“Eww,” Hayley pulled back, spitting. “Ew, Daddy, it tastes all yucky.”
He sank his fingers into her blonde mane. “Just suck me, honey.”
“But it smells like my bo-”
Hayley didn’t finish her sentence. He pulled her head forward and thrust his cock at her open lips, cutting her off as her mouth was filled with his thick rod, its length still grimy with ass grease and detergent. He felt his daughter gagging and choking on his dick as he held her head down on it, her hands flailing in distress, forcing her to take him all the way down. The warm ring of her lips accepted him until they were in his soapy pubes, his tip bending down her spasming throat. Oh heaven, after a week of hell.
Bernie expelled a giant breath, fighting to stay silent as the semen surged up his pipe and exploded. His cock was convulsing violently as he humped his teenage daughter’s face, jerking off with her throat, pouring days and days of frustrated cum into her. It felt like he came for hours, spurting and spurting as she choked and struggled to swallow it all.
Finally he released her, staggering backwards. Hayley pulled her face off his cock instantly, coughing and spluttering, her face full of disgust. She even wiped at her tongue with her hand, grossed out by the hideous taste of the penis.
“Ewww.” She moaned, tears in her eyes.
“Oh, my goodness,” Bernie uttered, almost losing his balance. “Oh damn.”
His cock was dripping on the carpet. He shoved the softening member back into his underwear and hitched up his slacks.
“Are you okay, Daddy?” Hayley asked.
“Yes, uh, honey,” He said, nearly groaning with relief, smiling broadly. “You’re such a good girl. You’ve saved Daddy again.”
She smiled at him, though her face was still screwed up from the taste of his soapy, ass-fucked cock. Jesus, just looking at her was making him twitch in his pants.
“Oh, that’s so good, Daddy,” She said hoarsely. “Um, can I get a glass of water?”
“Not right now,” He said. “Just stay in your room for a little while, honey. Otherwise your mother will get suspicious.”
“Okay Daddy.”
Bernie checked his pants were all done up before carefully opening the door and stepping into the hall. Freda wasn’t there and he could hear the clinking of plates from the kitchen. He walked back down the hall and found his wife at the sink, finishing the dishes.
“Is Hayley alright, Bernard?” She asked as he came in. “I hope you were not too rough on her.”
“No, dear, she’s fine.”
Freda turned and peered at him. “You seem much more cheerful, Bernard.”