A few minutes later, Darla jumped in the shower thinking that perhaps she could wash the confusion away. She stood under the warm water letting it cascade over her body. It enveloped her and provided the warmth she needed. The shock of it all had left her cold right down to her bones. She didn't know quite what to feel. She wanted ~ needed! ~ to feel dirty, but in fact her body felt alive and fresh. She tingled with excitement. Soon Darla was soaping her body. She lathered her tits, covering her erect nipples with suds and soon she was massaging her bosom with such sexiness. Her hands then traveled south to her sore cunt, soaping it up, lathering her pubes. Her finger traced her pussy lips, her sweet snatch had taken quite a fucking. A moan escaped her. Her mind was focused on one thing... her dad's cock. Without realizing it Darla started fingering herself, first one then two fingers. Her moans became louder as her fingers pistoned in and out of her cunt. She wished her fingers were in fact her daddy's thick, veiny cock fucking her again. She had to have him one more time, one more time before Tony came home. She closed her eyes and replayed the images of her getting fucked senseless by her father. She rubbed her clit to an epxlosive orgasm.
A short time later Darla emerged from her bedroom, determined. She had on a summer dress with absolutely nothing underneath. She was on the prowl. She opened the pantry door that led out to the garage and just as she'd hoped, her dad was working on getting the van running, his legs sticking out from underneath the van.
Mac didn't hear Darla. She stood over her father with one leg on either side of the mechanic's cart and cleared her throat, "Daddy, do you want something to drink?"
When Mac heard her voice, he couldn't help but smile. She wanted him. He heard it in her voice. And he needed her... if only once more. At that moment, there was no doubt in his mind that she was back for more. Mac reached out to try and roll out from underneath the van and found Darla's legs on either side of his cart. He used her legs for leverage to pull himself out. As Mac rolled completely out, he could see straight up his daughter's dress. And there for him to enjoy was her beautiful, curvaceous, womanly body.
Darla squat down brining her cunt inches from Mac's face and asked coyly, "Daddy, are you hungry or thirsty?" Mac reached up and grabbed her white, milky thighs with his dirty, greasy hands and brought Darla's pussy down to his face. He was hungry and ready to feast.
Mac made love to Darla's cunt with his mouth. There was no doubt he was an experienced lover. He took his time when he nibbled on her clit, when he licked up and down her pussy lips and when he stuck his tongue up her juicy snatch. He was devouring her whole. Mac massaged Darla's ass, spreading her cheeks and bringing her down to his mouth. His actions were raw and forceful. Darla couldn't help but make mental comparisons. Max was so manly and took control of her body. He was a man of action. He knew what he wanted and took it, whereas Tony was somewhat more verbal and thoughtful. Each had his own style, but right now she enjoyed being taken by her daddy. She was in heaven. She felt her dad's strong, callous hands on her thighs bringing her down to him. He took his time devouring her pussy, kissing and licking every inch. And then his tongue reached her asshole. Darla was startled, shocked. But it felt so damn good. Tony had never tasted her there before. She never knew it could feel so wickedly awesome. Mac licked her beautiful, brown bud running his tongue lightly around her hole and up and down her crack. It sent shivers up Darla's spine. He could feel her goose bumps. He smiled. He would make her his whore and her virgin ass would be his for the taking.
She pulled her dress up exposing her sweet ass. She wanted to give him full access. She could feel him enjoying her ass. She loved the way he left his greasy hand imprints on her legs and thighs. Mac went back to nibbling and lightly biting his daughter's clit, taking it in his mouth and sucking on it and humming as he did. The vibrations drove Darla wild. She looked down just as he opened his eyes. Their eyes met. Max could see the lust in her eyes and Darla could see the hunger in his. They exchanged smiles. They were both so filled with passion, lost in their world and oblivious of the fact that the garage door was wide open and anyone could see what they were doing.
Darla started an up and down motion as Mac's tongue probed her pussy. She was so wet. Her pussy was practically gushing. Mac reached up and grabbed her tits... massaging them and pinching her nipples evoking a loud moan from Darla.
