The Happy Father. Morning

The next day was Sunday, so no one was going to get up early. The girls snorted sweetly next to me, barely covered with a blanket. They slept in short nightgowns that barely hid their appetizing forms. Vika threw her leg over Marina, and she lay there, half hugging her sister. Arkasha went home yesterday completely exhausted, literally. So my daughters went to bed with a sense of accomplishment, and I simply enjoyed the touch of the girls' smooth skin, their innocent smiles and embarrassed attempts to cover their charms with the fabric of their nightgowns, which were clearly not long enough.

We didn't have any intimacy as such last night. Vika and Marina slipped into bed and quickly fell asleep, tired of their love affairs. I also preferred to rest and we decided to postpone our exercises until tomorrow. And now I was half-sitting in bed, squinting with a joyful smile under the rays of the dawn sun that penetrated through the gap in the curtains. I glanced furtively at the girls. The daughters looked absolutely incredible. Their peaceful, childish faces excited me greatly and made me imagine various delightful scenes. A ray of sun fell on Marina's face, she wrinkled her nose cutely and involuntarily tossed and turned in her sleep. Her plump lips muttered something, and now, squinting in the bright light, Marisha stood up and looked straight into my eyes. And then a little lower. I was completely naked, so the mound under the blanket spoke louder than any words.

In order not to wake Vika, we decided to leave the bed. Marina knelt down in the middle of the room. I wanted to ask her to take off her lace shirt, but the girl was still embarrassed to give a naked blowjob. My protruding penis was already filled with juices and joyfully looked at the ceiling. There was a soft fluffy carpet on the floor in the room, so my youngest 18-year-old daughter was quite comfortable. Her smooth knees were literally buried in beige lint. After fidgeting a little, the girl made herself more comfortable, sitting with her butt on her pink heels. I impatiently stroked her head, enjoying the soft, silky hair. I wanted to bury my face in them and squeeze my daughter's neat breasts with my hands.

The girl just gasped excitedly when I leaned over to caress her. My penis slid down, inadvertently touching her cute face. I kneaded Marina's round breasts with pleasure, inhaling the amazing smell of her hair. When I managed to break away and straighten up again, the girl raised her charming head and smiled knowingly. Her lips and mouth at that moment were the limit of my dreams, the gateway to crazy pleasure, gently dissolving me without a trace. I couldn't help myself and, bending down again, pressed my lips to her slightly open mouth. The member was already languishing, dangling in the air from my movements. We intertwined our tongues and I put my hands on Marina's shoulders, which were barely hidden by the white fabric of her shirt.

Then we unfastened our connection and I again assumed a vertical position. The penis, trembling with excitement, was exactly in front of his daughter's face. She opened her eyes wide and opened her mouth slightly, giving way to the penis. And then her coquettishly protruding tongue came into contact with the crimson swollen head. It was like an electric shock ran through me. The member penetrated a little into her hot depths and settled into the hollow of her tender tongue. Marinochka began to move it, at the same time tightly hugging the penis with her plump baby lips. I began to breathe and twitch rapidly, suddenly feeling the finish line approaching. To avoid doing something irreparable, I moved back and my penis came out of Marisha's wet captivity with a squelch. I managed to restrain myself, I desperately turned away from my daughter's such a desirable face and stared at the wall.

When the excitement subsided a little, I again looked straight into my daughter's eyes. She looked at me expectantly, smiling openly and straightening her robe a little more. Her shirt had slipped down and her tits were peeking out too clearly from her cleavage. I could even see the large nipples, but only until Marina pulled the fabric back, hiding the delightful sight. She was still sitting in the middle of the room in a defenseless position, resting her knees on the soft carpet and placing her small hands on her hips, half hidden by the white lace fabric.

I leaned forward again and my penis swayed right in front of Marina's upturned nose. The girl immediately opened her mouth a little and stuck out the edge of her tongue. But I didn't live up to her expectations. Concentrating, I began to swing my penis and watched with pleasure as Marinochka tried to catch my naughty penis with her plump lips.

Marisha made a movement forward with her beautiful curly head, intending to catch such a desired object, but I managed to avoid capture and even lightly spanked the girl with my member on her tender rosy cheek. From such treatment she gasped excitedly, and her ears became crimson and I began to stroke them with my fingers. At the same time, my penis continued to lightly slap Marina's face.

After some time, the youngest daughter recovered from the shock and again continued to catch the penis with her small, slightly open mouth. We laughed together at her unsuccessful attempts when Marina finally lunged and captured the object of desire with her magnificent lips. A wave of pleasure spread throughout my entire body, and goosebumps ran down my back. The girl simply sat on her knees in the middle of the room and tightly hugged her father's penis with her hot lips. She looked up at me, as if expecting something. How wonderful it was to contemplate this picture! An obedient daughter enjoying daddy's dick in her neat little mouth - what could be more beautiful?

It was not difficult to understand what Marisha wanted. I carefully placed my hands on the back of her head and began to little by little drive my penis into the moist warmth. The sweet girl hummed softly, placing her small hands on my bare buttocks. And I slowly accelerated, feeling with all my being the girl's tender mouth and gentle nimble tongue. My daughter desperately closed her lips and jerked her head a little in time with my movements. The penis, glistening with saliva, then disappeared in cozy captivity almost halfway, then reappeared, leaving only the tip inside. All this was accompanied by such familiar, already familiar, squelching sounds. Only this time Marina tried to moo more quietly so as not to wake Vika.

I moved my hands from the back of my daughter's head to her neck. My fingers gently touched the smooth skin, which felt like velvet. Meanwhile, the penis continued to ram the small child's mouth. Marisha turned her head a little and while moving, her penis began to rest against the girl's elastic cheek. I saw how she stuck out, as if Marisha was greedily eating a cucumber. The funny comparison, oddly enough, excited me even more and I already felt a sweet tension throughout my body, as usually happened before the finish line.

Moving a little faster, I again put both hands on the back of my daughter's head and was pleased to see how Marisha opened her mouth a little wider and stuck out her tongue, so that now I did not feel the pressure of her lips and simply pushed my penis into the coveted cave with a sweeping motion. I made the last movement and the penis slipped into my mouth a little more than halfway. The girl hummed desperately, but immediately closed her lips. How sweet and defenseless she was at that moment! I wanted to celebrate and kiss her naive, surprised face, which looked extremely cute in this situation. But before that, we had to finish what we started.

I quietly groaned and began to ejaculate into my daughter's muffled moaning mouth, lightly pressing her head to me. Marisha appetizingly smacked and squelched the member, which filled her daughter's beautiful lips with the juice of love. Nectar flowed down her chin and dripped directly onto her shirt. Watching this intoxicating spectacle, I took out my penis and knelt down next to the cheerfully smiling girl. Her soiled face was glowing with joy when I began to lick the sticky droplets from the lips and cheeks of my beloved daughter, while squeezing her elastic young breasts, hidden by the lace fabric, with my hands. Distracted for a second, I noticed streaks in the treasured cleavage of the breasts, visible in the neckline of the nightgown. Leaning a little lower, it was quite comfortable for me to kiss Marina there. The girl literally melted under the touches of my palms and lips.

After we finished, Marisha went off to change clothes, and I noticed that Vika was not sleeping. She looked at me excitedly and performed some actions with her hands under the blanket. I walked up to her and threw aside the last obstacle. Vika was lying in bed in only a white T-shirt. I gave her my hand and she got up from the bed. My eldest daughter slyly looked straight into my eyes and I involuntarily extended my palms to place them on the round mounds hidden by the white fabric of a short T-shirt. The member began to fill with juices again. Vika understood everything, but decided that doing this on the bed was too easy. She smiled, slipped out of my arms and rushed to the door, laughing playfully. When I rushed after her, she thrashed in my arms, playfully trying to escape.

There was a desk nearby. I turned the girl's back to me and gently pushed her towards the table. She only had time to gasp and rest her hands on him, sticking out her butt invitingly, which her T-shirt barely covered. I ran my hands over Vicky's crotch and was pleased to feel the moisture there. Obviously, watching Marina and I play served as a necessary prelude, therefore, immediately placing my penis against the narrow hole, I entered with all my might into the charming hot depths. The daughter let out a long cry and bent even lower, almost pressing her chest against the table top.

My movements became more and more frequent, I listened with admiration to the slurping sounds that the penis made, ramming my daughter's tight womb. She was already moaning, unable to restrain herself. Her fingers tightly squeezed the tabletop, and her chest, covered in a white T-shirt, pressed more and more into the hard wood with every movement. My testicles spanked Vika's wet crotch, and the juices flowed further down, along her slender bare legs.

And then Vika began to moan especially loudly, almost screaming. The apartment was well soundproofed, so the neighbors didn't hear us. My member frantically burst into the oozing shelter, I was ready to pour out when I saw how the girl trembled like a leaf in the wind and went limp in my hands. Her legs could hardly support her. Leaving her hot hearth with a squelch, I turned my daughter around and lightly pressed her shoulders.

The girl willingly knelt down and my dick splashed a viscous liquid directly onto her lips. There was not much juice, because I had just enjoyed a blowjob performed by Marina. Vika obediently licked the splashes with her little pink tongue. I helped her get up and we went to the kitchen, where Marina created another culinary masterpiece.