Honey bobbed her head up and down on my hard rod while she held her sister's hand. The only noises were me moaning my approval and Honey's soft slurping noises.
I stroked both my daughter's hair, loving the feeling of Honey's warm mouth. After a few minutes though, I felt my balls start to contract.
"Honey, I'm getting close." I warned.
"Does that feel good when she does that Daddy?" Heather asked.
"Oh yes, babygirl, you have no idea. A little faster, Honey. You're getting Daddy so close."
Honey took her lips off my c**k and pulled her hand away from Heather, wrapping it around the base of my d**k instead. "Please c*m in my mouth, Daddy. Haven't I been a good girl?"
"Oh yes, angel, you've been so good."
"Perverts..." Heather whispered, but she wasn't taking her eyes off her sister,
