She moaned louder. She wondered if her sister could hear her in the next room. When she thought of Beth, she smiled. She had cock sucked her daddy and her little sister didn't know anything about it. She smiled wider, and her finger worked harder in her tight little curd.

Her finger eased deeper and she squeezed her tit. She moaned again, hoping no one could hear her in the big quiet house. She let her hand wiggle while her finger was stuck in her tight cunt-mouth. The movements made her cunt spark with wonderful feelings. She pushed her finger deeper, thinking of Daddy's big cock and his heavy hanging balls.

Then suddenly she took her hands away from her lush young body. And her wet cunt itched. But Lily decided that her body was for Daddy. She would wait.

She drifted off to sleep.

She woke up hours later, tangled and damp in the wrinkled sheets. She was still panting, and she remembered her drew vividly. Daddy had been doing wonderful things to her cunt. His hands and his tongue and his cock were fresh in her mind from the dream.

Then she held her breath, startled to hear a noise. Her door was opening.

Lily pulled the covers up right to her chin. Then she saw the unmistakable outline of her father in the doorway.

"Shhh!" Lily's heart pounded. She could feel her heartbeat hammering as he came into her room. He was in the same robe, and Lily knew he was naked under that robe.

"Oh, Daddy," she whispered as he came to her.

He reached over and turned on the night light on her dresser. Warm soft light spilled into the room.

"I've been thinking about you," she said. Her eyes trailed down to his cock, as if she could see it through the robe.

"I've been thinking about you, too," he answered. "I've been thinking about your hot young cunt."