Can my daughter's holes be my absolution? 6

"Fucking stop it, you're going to hurt her," Mark raged, unzipping his pants, desperate to release his now throbbing dick.

Watching George do unholy things to his daughter brought out the protective nature of a father in him. But it also turned his mind inside out with desire.

Daddy's beautiful whore.

No, Mark. Stop it. God save us all.

"Fuck her pussy and get it over with. Or do you think this is enough?" Mark growled, staring helplessly at his dick in his hand, his fist pumping mercilessly.

Lord have mercy. He was jerking off to his daughter getting her face fucked. When had he released his dick from the confines of his pants?

"God, please no. Make it stop. So sinful. Lord, forgive me," Mark whimpered, but his fist didn't stop pounding away at his dick as George's shaft disappeared in and out of his daughter's throat. "Baby, it's time to stop now," Mark pleaded with Stella.

George watched as lust got the better of his brother, Stella's heavenly moans mixing with the brothers' strained breaths and grunts. Alarmed by Mark's clear envy, George tried to pry his dick away from Stella, but the bitch was too far gone.

Her throat was so tight. Her well fucked face flush. She clung to him, mercilessly helping him fuck her face.

"Jesus, Mark. You'd never fuck your own daughter. Calm down. The slutty cock sucker won't let my dick go. I'm trying," George said with a throaty chuckle. "God, that's amazing," George roared, his eyes rolling back in his head as climax approached and his balls tightened. "So fucking worth the wait."

Stella heard her daddy say to stop and instantly, painstakingly, withdrew from her uncle's dick. She was daddy's baby girl first. Always. Daddy would keep her safe.

George glared down at Stella as his dick popped out of her mouth, seconds before his dick started shooting ropes.

"Bitch. Suck it back into your mouth. Drink it all," George demanded, pressing his spurting dick up against Stella's lips.

"Get the fuck away from my daughter, you animal," Mark thundered, all but tripping over his pants as he stumbled towards them.

Now seeing red, he pushed George away from Stella in a fit of rage.

"Don't fucking force her. Worth the wait? Clinical, my ass. Stay the fuck away, you asshole. How long have you been wanting to fuck my daughter, you, you shameless—" Mark preached, his sermon greeted by a panting George, who rolled his eyes as he jerked his dick, chuckling at his brother.

"Isn't the real question how long have you? Look at you, Mark. You're rock hard for her pussy. Your wife fucked her husband. Be a fucking man and fuck her. Otherwise get out of my way and let me have that glistening, soaked—" George taunted his brother, irritated, but determined to get the job done.

His professional reputation didn't come from not producing results. Even if his methods were… unorthodox.

"Get on the couch for daddy, princess. Ass in the air," Mark said with a gulp, stepping up to the plate, his arousal mixing with jealousy and overriding his moral outrage.

"You're taking advantage of my little girl. It was my sex tape that led to this sin. My wife's infidelity, so I'll fuck my daughter. Just this once, to cure her of her ailment," a self righteous Mark declared, justifying his behaviour.

Mark undressed Stella with shaking hands, determined to make her comfortable while he fucked her.

Stella loved every gentle caress. It felt taunting to the horny woman before her daddy, but she didn't mind. He was about to fuck her, after all.

His conscience took a back seat to the ache in his balls. He needed that pussy wrapped around his dick. The church preached forgiveness and mercy, but also fairness. Maybe one fuck would help Stella let go. Maybe she could even reconcile with Richard, whom she still missed dearly. It would also teach his wife to be faithful.

Yes, this was the answer to everything. God had shown him the way. He had to fuck his daughter now.

George scowled, pissed at being cockblocked. He was certain his stuck up brother would refuse to fuck Stella, but George knew that look. He saw it almost every night when he looked in the mirror before going out to score pussy.

Mark wanted that pussy wrecked by his own dick. He deserved vengeance. Cathartic release. They both did.

"Power to you. Fuck her hard. Make Lola regret getting younger dick," George cheered, sitting down in front of Stella to watch.

A determined Mark got on his knees behind his daughter, who had obeyed and was on her hands and knees on the couch.

He rubbed the head of his dick along her slick folds, teasing her entrance, feeling her warmth.

"Daddy," Stella moaned dreamily. "Only daddy's pussy," she cooed, finally at ease with the way things were progressing as her daddy touched her pussy.

"I did say that, didn't I? Back at the house. God, baby, no. Go back to your husband after daddy fucks you. Okay?" Mark said gently, his voice coated in guilt.

Then, with a guilty thrust, he sank into Stella's pussy from behind.

Stella grinned widely as her daddy stretched her pussy, inch by inch.

They moaned together in relief and ecstacy.

"Good God, daddy. I need it. Richard fucks mommy, not me. Please, daddy. Teach them a lesson daddy. Fuck my unused pussy," Stella moaned and begged, dripping for her daddy's dick despite having blown her uncle mere moments ago.

Only daddy's dick would do for her pussy.

"Oh, Lord, forgive me," Mark muttered, as lust took over.

He pulled back and slammed into Stella's pussy fully, his balls slapping her clit, starting a brutal rhythm from the get go.

"Heaven help me, she's heaven, George," Mark admitted with a goofy grin on his face, now drunk on pussy as Stella's tight cunt enveloped him in bliss. "Such a tight bitch," said Mark, letting go of her hips momentarily to grab onto her tits and fuck her deep and hard.