"Just you wait, Daddy. You'll see that I'm right." Then Sally said: "Now before I go and exercise the dogs, let me give you something real nice to cheer you up."

Sally swung her father's chair around. Then she fell to her knees between his legs. The two exchanged smiles as she pulled down his zipper and yanked out his cock.

"You don't have to do this, Sally. I'm not that horny." He reached down and stroked her hair as he talked.

"Now, Daddy, you know you love my blow-jobs. You never stopped me before. Just sit still and let me do my thing."

"All right, little girl. But hurry. We don't want your mother to come in here and catch us. She'd kill me for sure."

"She's never caught us yet," said Sally.

"I know, baby. But perhaps you're getting too old to be doing this sort of thing with your father. Maybe you should get yourself a boyfriend."

"Nonsense. Don't be silly, Daddy. I'll always be your little girl. Now sit still and let me suck you off."

Sally held her daddy's cock by its root as she lowered her lips. The smell of cock was strong, and she breathed deeply through her nose in an effort to inhale as much of the aroma as she could. But though her nostrils flared wildly, she just couldn't breathe in enough of the aroma to satisfy herself.

Still breathing deeply through her nose, Sally wrapped her lips around her daddy's cock head and gripped it tightly. Then she began flicking her tongue over his piss hole. She jolted his nerves hard and made him bounce in the chair, but she never let go of his prick head.

A few drops of pre-cum leaked out, and she gulped them down. Then she shoved her tongue tip into his narrow piss slit and tried to search for more jizz. That made him howl and buck, and when he bucked, he drove his entire prick into her mouth, balls-deep.