A father intimately fucks his two young girls

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With Gretchen’s thighs spread wide for Tom, her pink cunt gripping his shaft and taking his head deep, her titties bouncing with every thrust he gave, the firefighter’s cock bulked up as it fucked the soft, wet tissue within her, and it erupted, bursting with cum, shooting a powerful stream of semen that poured over her swollen, beaten cervix and flooded her cherry canal. Tom didn’t stop there; he kept fucking her, pumping and cumming until the young girl held three of his generous forbidden loads.

“I never knew you wanted this,” Tom whispered. Gretchen lay over him, her weight against him, her legs spread around him, his hard cock deep inside her. They were still.

She repeatedly kissed his chest, then rested her chin on his collarbone. “I had to be careful. I couldn’t let her know how I felt about you.”

Tom raised his head off the pillow and looked at Gretchen.

“You know I’m not the only one who wants you,” Gretchen whispered.

“What do you mean?” he asked.

She smiled lightly and shook her head. “I guess I can’t blame you for being so clueless. She puts on a show when you’re around, so you won’t know …”

Tom’s pulse quickened. “Just tell me.”

“Your daughter has said, on numerous occasions, that she wants her daddy between her legs. She even writes about it in her diary, fantasizing about every position you’d put her in. She acts like your sweet girl when you’re around, but she’s got issues, and you’re at the center of them.”

Tom clenched his cock inside the girl, the sudden jolt causing the slightest moan to exit Gretchen’s mouth. He sighed. “I had no idea.” His hands gathered up her ass cheeks.

“I love Grace more than anything on this Earth, but trust me, she’s a good actress.” Gretchen’s cunt tightened around Tom.

Tom thought of his daughter, her bright smile, her delicate hugs, her lips, tits and ass … “I love her, too … more than anything,” Tom whispered in agreeance, though, more to himself than to the girl. As he drifted off into a land of naughty thoughts, his dick ballooned, pushing open Gretchen’s vagina, stretching her lips around him enough to make her heavily moan into his neck. His hands squeezed her flesh, then he forced her onto her back, towering over her, his muscles flexing as he held himself mere inches from her body. He pumped his cock into her, pulled it back so the head slipped away from her opening, then shoved himself deeper. Tom used his forearms to pin back her legs, moving her feet near her face; he fucked Gretchen without any regard for his sleeping wife … if she woke, he figured, he’d fuck her, too.

When he pumped his load from his burning, stretched cock, Grace’s name came from his mouth. Gretchen smiled.

***

Tom listened to Gretchen’s light breaths fall into a rhythm with his wife’s. His girls were sound asleep. He ran his hand up Gretchen’s spine, her soft skin felt like the pedals of a flower against his fingers. She fussed a bit when he kissed her forehead, her naked body adjusting so delicately against his own. He wanted to hold her all night, to fuck her until the sun rose, but it was nearing two in the morning; he’d been with her for two hours, and if Callie awoke, she’d find Gretchen sleeping next to her, something he’d have no explanation for, as if he could provide one, other than the obvious.

He patted Gretchen on the butt and whispered her name. As soon as she opened her eyes, he kissed her lips, then told her they’d been pressing their luck long enough, and that she should probably get to bed. Gretchen nodded, gave him one last kiss that felt so intimate and wet it made him throb once more, and then crawled off the mattress. She threw on her shirt and pulled on her shorts, all while Tom watched, his dick rising with every move her body made.

***

As Tom held Callie on their living room couch, Grace Marie slept in the nearby recliner. The lights were low, and sharp sleet had been tapping on the windows most of the evening. Callie’s silk night dress clung to her body, her breasts and nipples pushing against the soft fabric, calling to the firefighter to free them. Ever since he’d pulled his cock from Gretchen the previous night, it had ached for more pussy. With Callie on her back, her head resting in his lap, he ran his hand across her cheek, down her neck and between her breasts; it came to rest over her navel. His cock expanded, filling full, pushing against his wife’s head, and when Tom dipped his hand between Callie’s legs, gathering up her dress and exposing her upper thighs, she turned her face into his bulge.

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