Daddy's little pet (8)

She moved one hand from his ass around to the front and began feeling the solid bulge of his cock through his pants. He gasped without breaking the kiss while his grip tightened on her tit. Then she felt him pull the neckline down, stretching the fabric to expose her perky mound so he could cup her flesh in his hand.

He didn't even kiss her mother that deeply when she'd spied on them in the hot tub. Brook felt the best and most excited she ever had in her life, yet she knew it could only be better.

Just the feel of her father's rigid cock through his pants was almost more than she could stand. And having his hand on her bare boob while they kissed was one thing she already knew wasn't going to be a once-only proposition.

She might've been young, but Brook knew she was meant for this and meant for him, and she was ready to give him everything she had.

But then the sound of people getting into a nearby car startled them, and Tom suddenly pushed himself back from his daughter. They