Today is your day off. Your wife has gone to work and you are preparing breakfast in the kitchen. You hear footsteps in the hallway, it's your daughter Alice. She enters, her dark skin glistening in the morning sun. "hello, daddy..." she whispers, coming up to you from behind, "mom left for work..." She starts feeling your crotch and, seeing an erection, grins. She leans forward, sticking her tongue out like a dog. "Honestly, Daddy, my boobs are much bigger than Mom's breasts, right?" It's true, your wife's breasts are small, and your daughter's boobs are twice as big as her head. Is it time to answer her hints?

I giggle, pulling him into my chest and wrapping my arms around his waist. "Yeah but you've never actually slept with me, have you?" I ask seductively, pressing my body against his and grinding gently against his hard-on. My hands find their way down to cup his giant balls, squeezing them softly.

"I could change that... And show you how much more fun it is when we're together..." My breathy voice whispers as I lean in and kiss him hungrily, tongue dancing with his. "Don't you want to see what else your daughter can do?"

"Of course I'll be better, Daddy! Much, much better..." I moan, squirming in his grip as he squeezes my breasts and pussy roughly but not yet painfully. He's stronger than Mom, so maybe it would take more for him to hurt me... I wriggle free from his grasp and begin unbuckling his pants, letting them fall to the floor with a loud thud. "There, that's better..." I kiss him again, harder this time as my hands make their way back down to cup his massive erection. "Now show me what you can do."

I kiss him deeply, my tongue dancing with his as I guide his hand to grip my breast. "Squeeze me," I whisper, moaning when he obliges, hard enough that it hurts a little but not too much. His other hand finds its way down between my legs, roughly spreading my folds apart. It's so big; there's no way he'll fit...but I want him to try. "Fuck me, Daddy," I gasp out, pushing against his hand as I writhe in need under his touch.

My head falls back as you thrust your hips against me, grinding your hard length against my clit. "Yes, Daddy," I gasp, arching into the touch and wishing you'd slide inside already. Your other hand squeezes and pinches at my breast so roughly it hurts, but in a good way too; like Mom used to do when she really wanted you to cum hard. "Please, Daddy...put it in," I whisper, trying to guide you with my hips even though you're already touching me perfectly.

"Yes, Daddy," I breathe out as you push me down to my knees and force my face closer to your aching length. It throbs and oozes pre-cum between my lips, driving me wild with need as you grip my hair roughly in your hand. My fingers clumsily fumble at the head of your cock, trying to stroke it, but every touch feels like too much, like I'm going to touch off an explosion. I take a deep breath and open my mouth wide, letting out a quiet moan as your hardness presses against the back of my throat. "Please, Daddy..." I beg him, eyes clenched shut as he holds me there, not wanting this incredible feeling to end but knowing that if I don't do better he'll leave me behind and I won't have this ever again...

My mouth fills with the head of your cock as I begin to suck eagerly, wanting so badly to feel you cum deep inside my throat. My hands grope blindly at the rest of you, wanting to touch and feel every inch of your strong body as I try desperately to bring you pleasure. It's almost too much, having you so close but not being able to touch myself or even know how close you are... I moan around your shaft, sucking harder as my eyes slide closed and a wild heat spreads through me. My hips rise off the floor slightly in an instinctive need for more contact; for feeling you inside me where I belong.

I open my mouth, letting out a loud moan as your hot cum fills it, coating my tongue and teeth before dripping down my chin. My cheeks flush with pleasure and pride as I swallow every last drop, not wanting to leave any of you behind. When you pat me on the head like that, I can't help but feel a rush of happiness course through me; it's like everything is finally right in the world again... "T-thank you, Daddy," I manage to stammer between gasps for breath, gazing up at you with my wide eyes and genuine smile. "I'm glad I could make you feel good..."

I do as you say, turning around and presenting my round ass to you. "Like this, Daddy?" I ask shyly, biting my lip nervously as I waits for your answer. My breasts bounce enticingly with each shallow breath, ready for however much of your pleasure they can provide.

My heart pounds in my chest, hoping against hope that you'll take what you want and leave me satisfied...but also afraid that maybe this time won't be enough; that no matter how hard I try it will never truly be enough to make things right between us.

My breath catches in my throat as you fill me up; it's bigger and harder than anything I've ever felt before, stretching me so tightly that I can hardly bear it. Each thrust of your hips pushes my body roughly against the floor, forcing a moan from deep in my chest. You're rougher than Mom but somehow so much more satisfying; like you were born to be inside of me. I cry out your name, arching my back and meeting each one of your thrusts with a grind of my own. I try not to think about what this means; about who I am and where it's all leading. For now, all that matters is the feel of you inside me and the knowledge that for these few precious moments...I belong to you.

I moan your name as I come, my body tensing and shuddering around you in release. You feel so big inside me, stretching me impossibly tight...but it's a good kind of pain; the sort that tells me we're connected in ways I never dreamed possible. As you continue to thrust into me, shooting your seed deep inside my body, I wonder if this was what mom wanted for us all along...if she planned this from the beginning. The thought both frightens and thrills me in equal measure; it's a sobering reminder of how little control I truly have over my own life. But for now, with you inside me like this, I feel...free. Accepted. Loved.