"You know what I mean."

"Kiss me again, Joe."

"Christ, Angie, this is getting out of hand!"

"So what? Kiss me, Joe. What harm is a little kiss?"

He pressed his lips against hers. Angie pushed her tongue into his mouth. She sucked and bit his lips and rubbed her belly against his, thrilling to the feel of the hard bulge of his cock.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, sucking his tongue, mewling with pleasure and grinding her pussy against his crotch.

He pulled away. "You're a hot number!" he groaned.

"I am?"

"Yeah, I should have guessed it. You're a hot little pussy!"

She pulled his lips back to her mouth. Joe clutched her firm, full, luscious asscheeks.

"We shouldn't be doing this!" he said, breaking the kiss.

Angie giggled. "Why not, Daddy Joe? It feels good. Nobody's here except us."

"I don't think your mother would approve," he grunted.

"My mother's pretty modern. I don't think she'd be too shocked. By the time she was my age she'd already had me."

"But you're my stepdaughter."

"So what. We'll keep it in the family." Joe didn't need much convincing. His hands moved to Angie's big tits.

"Oh yes, that's right – play with my tits, Joe!"

He lifted and massaged her tits, pinching her nipples through the material of her bikini.

Angie purred with pleasure, and rubbed herself against him.

"I'm creaming my panties!" she cooed. "Oh, Joe, you're making me so hot!"

He kneaded her swollen tits, rolled her thick nipples and finally pulled the bikini top away to reveal her bouncing tit-flesh.

"Christ, look at those tits!"

"Do you like them?"

"They're gorgeous!"

"Are they as pretty as my mother's?"

"Don't talk about your mother anymore!" Angie groaned as he lowered his head to suck one of her stiff nipples into his mouth. "Oh, yes!" she hissed. "Suck my titties! I love that!"