When No One Believes

His hands held her hips tight as he continued fucking his daughter. The plea coming from his daughter to give it to her harder wasn’t denied. With every deliberate thrust a new promise was made to provide Jane with what she wanted provided she managed to earn it. And with every move forward he laced that thought in pleasured promises.

The more he held her, the more he touched her he knew that this was right. It had seemed like she wanted to leave him earlier but that idea was gone. Now that they were alone together there was no way he was going to let her go. She wouldn’t be permitted to leave the property again.

Markus felt her body reacting to him and immediately saw her turn her head to face him. Neither a flinch nor a stutter affected him as he continued to fuck his daughter. Again she begged him and he moved against her faster until he knew that he and his daughter would forever be linked through this moment. His fingers clenched hard over her thin waist as he planted his cock deep inside her, filling her with the very thing that had created her.

He removed himself as soon as the initial wave had left him, a line of their sin having been left along her thigh. But there was no time for a reprieve as he reached out, grabbing a handful of her hair. Encouraging her to the floor he stood in front of her as he had just minutes before, “Clean up your mess. Then you can eat.”
 
Jane was on the verge of a beautifully violent orgasm. She wanted to cum so badly and as her father pumped into her body, she knew that he was the man that could give her all the pleasure she ever imaged. She whimpered as his fingers clenched hard around her waist and his cock thrust deeply inside of her once more. The first spurt of his hot seed in her belly made her cry out as her orgasm ripped through her as well.

“OOOOhhhh….” She moaned out, her fingers clenching the table beneath her so hard that her knuckles shown white.

Her father wasn’t finished though as he pulled from her still gripping pussy and left a sticky trail of cum across her thighs. She was panting, the very picture of a woman well fucked, as his hand curled into her hair. She whimpered as she was encouraged to kneel on the floor, his thick cock shining with their juices just inches away from her face.

She was instantly on him as he told her to clean up her mess, suckling and licking at his softening cock. Her eyes found his, held them as she did his bidding, something deep inside telling her that this was so incredibly wrong despite how right it felt.
 
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