But she should have known better than that. By now Lou's prick was as hard as iron and he could no more resist his daughter's tender slurping and sucking than he could have resisted a meal if he'd been starving. Slouching down on the chair, Lou just looked at her desperately.

"Wendy, I thought I told you that we can't do this here," he said as he watched her happily fucking her face with his stiff cock. "I mean, we just moved in yesterday! How are we supposed to know what they can hear upstairs? Maybe they can hear us right now. What would my brother say if he knew I let my own daughter suck my cock?"

"Maybe he'd want his prick sucked too," Wendy giggled, momentarily withdrawing her father's hard-on from her lips. "Come on, Daddy! You know how much I love sucking your cock. I don't even want to live here if I can't suck you off at least a couple of times a day."

"But, Wendy…"

"But, Daddy!" Wendy interrupted teasingly.

"Be serious! It's only seven in the morning! They're probably not even awake yet! And if they were they couldn't hear anyway. I don't make that much noise when I go down on you!" Giggling, Wendy returned her complete attention to her father's massive hard-on, taking a deep breath and shoving the meaty cock even farther down her throat. She knew her father was nervous about committing incest with her, just as he'd always been. But she knew he'd feel a lot less nervous as soon as she made him bathe her mouth with his hot cum.

Puckering her cheeks, feeling her pretty young face flushing pink with the torrid energy of the blow-job, Wendy sucked her father's cock as hard as she could. Lou gasped and sprawled lower on the chair, unconsciously spreading his thighs as his daughter's busy talented mouth made his cock throb and tingle. Without interrupting her rhythm, Wendy grabbed his pants and yanked them down to his knees.