******This is a continuation of Alissa: Part 1, and should be read in sequential order for best experience***********

Even though I was enjoying the service my tool was receiving, I did not want for it to continue. But, I didn't know how to get my daughter to stop.

I looked straight at her, but she wouldn't look up at me. She just casually ate her spaghetti like nothing else was going on. I looked to my left and to my right, and both my wife and son also continued eating, unaware of what was happening under our dinner table.

Emma had not really seen her dad since her parents got divorced. It was a bad situation. Her mother accused her dad of awful things and then managed to prevent her dad from seeing Emma. For her part, Emma never really understood what had happened. All she knew was that her dad paid child support and nothing else. It had been hard growing up without a dad, girls, especially teen girls, need a daddy in their lives. Sure, her mother had boyfriends who tried being nice, but it was never the same.

Disclaimer: This is a fictional encounter. First story, so be gentle! :P

Sienna grew up without her father in the picture. Instead of resenting him for it, she ached to meet the man that created her. Throughout her teenage life, she kept tabs on him as best she could and would often walk by his apartment complex in an attempt to catch a glimpse of him.

(father/daughter, inc)
Daughter can't get satisfaction, so turns to her father for help.

My afternoon client had called to let me know that he was sick and would not be able to make our meeting. Disappointed, I went home early to catch up on a little paper work on the old home computer. I climbed the stairs and was walking past my oldest daughters room when a soft noise caught my interest.

Her body throbbed. She stopped the car in the driveway and shut everything off. A tiny whimper popped from her smeared lips and she sank into the seat for a moment. Her pussy pulsed inside her soggy panties. She squeezed her thighs together, thinking about the hard cock that rammed into her hungry hole only a few minutes before, pumping a gusher of hot come into her cunt. Finally swinging her high heels to the concrete, she locked the car and crossed to the stoop and paused.

"Mmm, that's it baby” Jeff moaned as I took a seat next to him on the couch. He looked over at me a little bewildered. This was the second weekend my daughter Jessica had greeted him with a blow job in my living room. Even my wife had blown him a couple of weeks back, but both times I had left the room and given them a little privacy, but here I was one cushion away from him. His golf pants around his ankles while my naked 18 year old daughter sucked his middle age dick.

“There's something I want to show you Jeff” I explained.

“She doesn't have to stop does she?” Jeff asked.