Her rectum was randomly clenching in protest, against her will, just making it even tighter, to Daddy’s pleasure, judging by his grunts and moans. “I’m Daddy’s princess but I’m a whore.”
Suddenly she felt her dad’s hand and forearm slapping against the back of her thighs. At least he wasn’t making Mandy clean off his shit-covered dick. He stuck it in and out a couple times for good measure, finishing by sticking it in half way and swirling it around inside her before pulling it out. Her rectum was randomly clenching in protest, against her will, just making it even tighter, to Daddy’s pleasure, judging by his grunts and moans. She made breakfast, woke Daddy up with cuddles and kisses and a quick handy, ironed his clothes and showered and brushed her teeth.
