"You shouldn't have done that, honey," Daddy said. "I was trying to save you pain by putting it in slowly. I didn't want to hurt my baby's pussy. Did it hurt much?"

"Just a little," she lied. "But-but now it's okay. I wanted it all the way in, Daddy. I-I couldn't wait."

Gradually the pain subsided and gave way to pleasure as Daddy slowly began a rhythmic movement with his poker. His hand was on her bottom now and he was shoving his poker all the way up inside her and breathing very hard in her ear. He kept saying, "Oh, my baby, my beautiful daughter. Oh, that beautiful, tight, tight pussy."

"Does it feel good inside me, Daddy?" she asked, responding with little pelvic thrusts of her own.

"Yes, darling. It's very hot and tight inside your pussy. I hope this reward isn't hurting you. Is it?"

"Oh, no, Daddy," she said. Actually it still hurt her just a little, but it was beginning to feel better all the time. It was a nice kind of hurt now and feeling less painful all the time better… better. "No, it's a wonderful reward, Daddy. Fuck me!"

His poker was really poking now and she knew what he'd meant when he'd said that sticking it in her mouth was almost like fucking a pussy.

She was glad that he had stuck it in her mouth first because she knew now exactly what it was doing down there inside her hole. She could visualize the head poking inside the darkness of bar and getting ready to spurt sperm into her pussy. She imagined it in her mouth again, felt the smooth foreskin slightly bunched up and then unbunching as it poked inward and then unbunching again as it went on the backstroke.

Having it in her mouth had been a good idea because now she understood the mechanics of what the poker was really doing inside her cuntpussy-twat-snatch-hole. She imagined it in her mouth and she could taste it as it kicked her pussy.