A damp, sticky patch was starting to spread out where his piss hole was seeping freely, the pre-cum oozing through her panties.

Ginny breathed in. The closet was permeated with the rich scent of her creamy cunt, but now she could detect the aroma of hot cockmeat and pre-cum, as well. She hardly realized that she was smacking her lips and whipping her lapper out as she stared at her daddy's big prick like a hungry child gazing at a hunk of ripe but forbidden fruit.

Ginny was eager to get her tongue slurping away in those sodden bikinis as soon as she got a chance. But first she had the thrill of a creamy climax to enjoy she slipped a hand into her crotch, cupping her cunt, all set to frig herself off but waiting until her daddy shot his wad so that they could share a simultaneous orgasm at a distance – a sort of incestuous visual daisy chain.

His piss hole was gushing heavily, filling the narrow band of her panty crotch and oozing out around the edges. He was humping, his ass cock screwing and his loins pumping as he fucked his panty-clad prick through his fist.

His handsome face contorted, lips squaring back from his teeth in a grimace. His expression was so intense that his face seemed to have blurred, gone out of focus. But maybe that was because her eyes had misted over, clouding with spasm racking and rocking her slim body as she figged herself through a prolonged knee trembler of a hand job.

Watching her father fucking his fist had inspired the girl to unknown heights of passion, and she knew that she was going to keep on going off like a machine gun as long as he continued to squirt his cum out.

Mike's balls deflated slowly as they drained off, the swollen bags sinking in and turning slack. But his cock stayed big and stiff. He pounded a last spurt of cum into her bikinis and kept on stroking his cock, milking out the last gooey dregs in trickles that seeped into her panties.