Soon, he thought, soon. Go easy!

"Let's put you to bed now, baby."

He reached under his daughter's buttocks and lifted her. The heel of his hand rubbed directly against the lips of her cunt. He rubbed lightly.

"Oh, Daddy."

"What, honey?"

"That feels funny, where your hand is rubbing." Kyle could feel his expanded cock pushing outward against his pajamas and robe. He hoped she wouldn't notice it, not yet.

"It doesn't hurt, does it?" He swung her slightly in the air. Under his palm he felt the lips of her cunt spread.

"No, no, it… oh, it doesn't hurt at all!" She threw her head back and closed her eyes. There was a knowing smile on her face.

"Then it must feel good." Kyle knew it did. The juice from her hot little pussy was wetting his hand clear through the nightdress.

She gave him a smile far beyond her years. "Yes, it does feel a little good, Daddy. Daddy?"

"Yes, baby?"

"Kiss me goodnight!"

He laid her on the bed. Her legs spread wide under the nightdress. He leaned down over the bed. Her beautiful young face with those full lips was very close. She put her arms up and caught his neck to pull his head down. He kissed her on the lips. It was like no father and daughter kiss they'd ever had before. He felt those soft lips pushing hard against him, heard her body rustling, knew that she was rubbing her legs together, exciting the little clitoris between, those hairless pussy lips.

"You little witch," he whispered, and fell into bed with her, rubbing the bone of his hard-on against her thighs.

"Why am I a witch, Daddy?" she laughed.

"Because you enchant me," he replied, and then laid his hand on one of her tits. "I saw you and Carter today."

Her eyes flew open. "You, you mean… doing it?"

"I mean fucking," Kyle said.

Her thighs were working together and the gown rising and falling from her breathing. With a sigh, he kissed her mouth, hard and then harder, forcing her lips apart so that his teeth grazed hers before he pushed his tongue through and into her mouth.