- Well, yours is quite tart. But tasty, almost like Uncle Zhora's. His... Sweeter one, perhaps.
- But did you like it?
- Well actually yes. "I wouldn't mind trying again," Sashenka smiled.
- Daughter, literally two minutes, I'm here now! -- I frantically began to tug at my penis, rewinding the video on the screen. But he secretly glanced at his little girl, who was sitting next to him.
What a beauty she is! I looked with admiration at her amazing curls, her graceful sweet face with a neat mouth, her shoulders and fantastic breasts that I wanted to knead and kiss for hours... But I could only watch. And the realization of this resonated with agony and trembling throughout the body...
However, not only watch. I could get up again and cum in her mouth. Again with stupid restrictions, playing some incomprehensible games, but still - he could. Birds were singing in my soul, I was already picturing myself how I would accidentally wave my hand and touch my daughter's nipples...
At this time Natasha arrived. She brought a rather strange set - a loaf of white bread and a dildo for her daughter - our sex shop and bread store were located in the same building. Sashenka beamed and began to unpack the gift. She was a little confused by the fact that the artificial penis was green and one and a half times longer than mine. At her daughter's confused look, Natasha replied that there were no others. But as soon as her daughter opened the gift and was already getting used to putting her mouth on the unit, Natasha immediately stopped her and ordered her to first go to the bathroom and thoroughly wash the purchase with soap. And at the same time wash your face.
Sashenka tried to be indignant, but Natasha was unforgiving towards her daughter. She had to obey.
- Well, how? - Natasha asked in a whisper.
"I came in our daughter's mouth!" - I whispered enthusiastically.
- Oh, I'm so glad! - my wife hugged me and kissed me in joy.
"Uh, don't rush to rejoice," I put her down. - She is still in the grip of prejudice. She allowed me to finish, but with the condition - without movements, caresses and kisses. I should be excited by porn videos, but she just swallows sperm. Like, so that there is no incest.
- Well, well... Why do you think she's so against it?
- Don't even know. But I have a theory - in fact, she is for it, she's just afraid to admit it. But I won't check her - I might scare her away.
- Clear. How intricate everything is... - Natasha sighed and went to the kitchen to put the loaf in the bread bin.
Meanwhile, Sashenka returned from the bathroom, refreshed and still naked. She clutched the dildo in her hand, determined to show me everything she could do.
"Dad, don't you think he's too big?" - she asked, breathing intermittently.
- Well, perhaps a little too big. But you'll never know until you try," I said cautiously.
- OK. I'll try... - the daughter took a deep breath and looked at the object in her hands. A healthy green penis in her daughter's small hands looked terribly alien, like an excavator on a lawn with butterflies. The girl carefully moved down and hugged the knob with her lips.
- Yes, well done. "Do everything slowly," I said and patted my daughter on the head. She obediently began to slide to the base of the penis. But, not even reaching a quarter, Sashenka made a delightful gurgling sound and, drooling, walked back. After a few seconds, the slobbery dildo emerged from the captivity of her daughter's little lips. Having caught her breath, she again hugged him with her mouth and began to swallow. And then rise again to take a breath of air. And swallow again...
I looked, as if hypnotized, as the girl for the fifth or sixth time descended to the green balls that were at the base of the sex toy. Each time my daughter reached lower and lower levels, but she never passed halfway.
- Daughter, maybe I can help you? I can take it and gently push it into your throat if that makes you more comfortable.
Sashenka nodded. I grabbed the toy from her and very carefully began to poke around in the baby's wet little mouth. Since it was not a live daddy's penis, but an artificial one from the store, there were no prohibitions. The girl kissed him, licked him, and, of course, swallowed him even though he was controlled by me at that moment. I was feverishly thinking about how to use this fact in further argumentation in disputes with my daughter.
Meanwhile, Sasha went on the offensive. She put her hands on my hips and squeezed them with tenacious fingers, pushing herself towards my pounding movements. The daughter reached halfway, and, wheezing, sobbing and gurgling, went further. I was pleased to see how her cheeks turned red, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, and her palms, despite the reflexive desire to push me away, only clenched tighter. The green penis looked so exciting in her mouth that my own penis was already secreting lubricant with might and main.
I felt that I would cum if this continued. But I didn't care, the main thing at that time was to find out my daughter's limit. And he came - about three quarters of the way, the girl stopped and coughed. I carefully began to remove the green penis from my daughter's throat. With a long squelching sound, the girl freed herself from her gift and looked at me gratefully.
- Thank you, dad! It was great. But it's much better alive," she declared hoarsely, wiping her hand away from the drool that was falling onto the sofa.
- Yes, I remember, you just told me about it. How it is small at first, then grows, pulsates...
- Yes, dad... It's wildly pleasant. And the artificial one is even worse than a cucumber. No, you can practice, of course, test the limits of what is possible, but it can't compare with a living person.
