Coming Together As A Family

Douglas came home from work to his eldest daughter kneeling in front of the couch, her hands firmly gripping his youngest’s inner thighs. Aspen’s face was deep between the spread legs of Brylee in a flurry of wet slurps and loud moans.

With her little sister’s fingers running wild in her hair and love juices running down her chin, Aspen was eating pussy like soft cherry ice cream in danger of melting. She had to use a raised hand to communicate ‘you’re late!’ to her father from behind to not interrupt her tongue-fucking.

“I’m so sorry,” he shouted over Brylee’s screams of pleasure. The situation did not seem out of place to him at all. Douglas put down his laptop bag, threw his keys on the console table, kicked off his shoes, and rushed to the scene while digging his cock out of his pants.

“Hum hon had!” (Come on, dad!).

“Can you fluff me a little, please? I had a long day.”

Aspen rolled her blue eyes (not that anyone could see them) and took her dad’s semi-erect cock in her hands. Her strokes were clumsy from the multitasking, but she still felt the warm penis swell between her fingers and thumb. She let go as soon as she deemed it hard enough for anal penetration on a well-trained and hungry anus like Brylee’s.

“There we go. Get in there,” Douglas said with Brylee’s little bubble butt raised in his palms. Aspen had made him some room but kept the tip of her tongue running circles around the girl’s engorged clit. In a slow but steady motion, he pushed the entirety of his big erection deep into the tiny asshole, rubbing against Aspen’s nose on its way.

Aspen, finally free of her duties, rolled down from couch to floor, where she invested a few precious minutes catching her breath. The incestuous beast with two backs rotated for full use the cushioned seat. Brylee’s little perky lemons pressed against her father’s shirt, which he was awkwardly undoing for skin-to-skin contact while plowing his little girl in the ass.