When she was ready to suck on the prick with her pussy lips, Sally lifted her head and rose of her feet. With a wide grin, she yanked off her halter and jeans, then her panties and sandals. Immediately, her daddy's eyes bugged out and his tongue began circling his lips. He looked hungry, starved even, and she was glad.

Sally loved being the object of her daddy's lust. His attention made her feel special, important. Tingling with joy, she climbed up into his lap, straddled his hips so she could face him, then wrapped her arms around his neck.

Then she said: "Do you want to see something funny, Daddy?"

"Sure, kid."

Sally then began wriggling. She wriggled so hard her tits swung in circles, inches from her father's mouth. She laughed as she purposely teased him with her big tits.

"Bit them, Daddy! Bite them!"

She leaned closer and continued to swing her tits in her daddy's face. The pink nips brushed his nose again and again. He watched them in awe, his hands about her slim waist, until he could take the torture no more.

With a groan, Harry lunged forward and buried his face in his daughter's meaty tits. He tasted her hot creamy tit meat hungrily, his loud sucks filling the air.

"Eeeee!" squealed Sally, jutting her tits out farther and throwing back her head. "Suck them, Daddy! Bite them!" She was so turned on by his hot lips and by the hot cock throbbing mightily beneath her ass that she nearly fainted. Her head swung dreamily in circles, to the right and to the left. Crazy shivers raced up and down her body.

Then, filled with lust, Sally reached down and grabbed hold of her daddy's big prick. Grasping the root of the prick firmly in her fist, she hurriedly guided the cock knob into her fuck-hole. More shivers shot through her body as she sat down on the prick and forced it to slide deep into her pussy.