I released my grip on his balls and moved my hand to his cock, which was visibly larger and harder by this time. I lifted the head of his dick from the inside of his muscular thigh with my right thumb and forefinger and moved the phallus to the flat, hard plain of his belly so that it could grow to be a full-fledged boner with increased comfort. I arched my fingers and ran the tips up and down the underside of his cock, all the way from the base to the tip. I could see that the blue veins along the underside of his lance were once again swelling and becoming dilated, so that his dick was regaining its craggy appearance. I stroked him gently until he was as hard as a rock.

"Now, Daddy?"

"Yes, pumpkin."

"What position should I get in?"

"Get on your hands and knees so I can take you from behind."

Daddy wanted to fuck me dogggie-style. That was okay by me.

I didn't really give a shit what position we did it in.

As long as his cock got inside my pussy it would be just fine.

I sprawled on my belly and folded my hands beneath my cheek.

I pressed my loins against Daddy's bedspread for a moment and gyrated my hips, making a gurgling noise in the back of my throat from my growing incestuous lust. Daddy straddled my ass.

He massaged my shoulders and the back of my neck firmly.

I could feel all of my anxieties vaporizing with his touch.

I no longer feared the pain of having my precious cherry popped.

Daddy rubbed his way down my spine toward my sweet ass cheeks.

He pressed on each of the little bumps in my slightly arched backbone.

I propped myself up on my elbows with my forearms and palms flat on the bed.

I lifted my head and groaned deeply as he touched my buttocks.