She walked into the house after midnight, heels clicking on the hardwood, her short dress barely covering her ass. I was still awake on the couch, beer in hand, when she stopped in front of me and let the straps fall off her shoulders.
"Daddy," she said, voice low and thick, "I've been thinking about your cock all night."
I set the bottle down. "You're twenty-three. You know what you're saying."
"I know exactly what I'm saying." She reached behind her, unzipped the dress, and let it drop. No bra. Tiny black thong. Nipples already tight. "I want you to fuck me like you mean it. No holding back. No pretending this isn't what we both want."
My dick was hard before she finished the sentence. I stood up, grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her against me. "Then get on your knees and show me how much you want it."
She dropped fast, fingers working my belt and zipper like she'd practiced. My cock sprang out and she wrapped both hands around it, licking the head with a wet, hungry sound. "Fuck, Daddy, you're so thick." She took me deep, gagging on the first stroke, spit running down her chin while she bobbed faster.
I fisted her hair and thrust into her mouth. "That's it. Take it all. You've been teasing me for months in those little shorts. Now you're gonna swallow every inch."
She moaned around my shaft, eyes watering, but she didn't pull back. When I pulled out she gasped, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my cock. "Please fuck me. I need it raw."
I hauled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the arm of the couch. One hard yank and the thong ripped off. Her pussy was soaked, lips puffy and glistening. I lined up and drove in balls-deep in one thrust.
She cried out, loud and filthy. "Yes! Fuck me hard, Daddy!"
I didn't go gentle. I slammed into her, hips slapping her ass with every stroke, the wet sound of her cunt taking me filling the room. She pushed back, meeting every thrust. "Deeper. Wreck me."
I reached around and rubbed her clit fast and rough. She came hard, legs shaking, pussy clenching so tight I almost lost it. But I wasn't done. I pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the couch, and shoved back in.
Her tits bounced with every thrust. She grabbed my ass, nails digging in. "Come inside me. Fill your daughter's pussy."
The words pushed me over. I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded, pumping thick ropes deep while she moaned and came again around my cock.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard. She looked up at me with a wicked little smile. "Round two in your bed?"
I pulled out, watched my cum leak from her, and nodded.
"Get upstairs. And leave the door open."
