Her father began to make grunting sounds, his fist flying up and down his cock faster and faster. Karen watched in fascination as the head of his cock seemed to swell more than ever. There was juice seeping from his widening piss hole. Her little cunt felt on fire, and it was vibrating with a heat she had not felt before. With a squeal, she darted her hand to her pussy and began to rub it with the tips of her fingers, her little ass twitching. Her eyes became slitted, smoldering, as she watched her father and rubbed almost furiously at her cunt. She flung her knees very wide, arching her ass up, making grinding motions, unable to be still.

Her father suddenly came, spurting heavy gushes of came juice from his cock almost halfway across the room. His fist pounded up and down until he finished, and then, bashfully, he returned his cock to his pants, trying to take his eyes from his daughter now that the edge of his passion was over.

Despite the searing heat between her thighs, Karen removed her hand and, disappointed, dropped her feet to the floor and pulled her dress to her knees, her father's glistening come juice shining on the floor between them.

Her father never said anything to her about what happened, and he never tried to make her keep her dress down, and although he had jacked off many more times with her watching, staring at her sugary cunt, he never allowed her to touch him.

As she grew, Karen had provided her father with visual stimulation for his jerking off, but never did she get to hold his cock again. She exposed herself to him constantly through her teenaged years. It stopped only when he was killed in a car crash.

Karen had been sure that if he had not been killed, she would have eventually fucked her father. She had convinced herself he had been waiting until she was old enough. But Karen had felt old enough from that first day. Still, despite the wild heat of her rounding body, she went to her marriage a virgin, much to the surprise of her husband.