With a groan, Mark sealed his lips to hers in a searing kiss, their tongues tangling as he backed her against the wall once more. I watched, transfixed, as he entered her with one powerful thrust, filling her to the brim.

Rylee’s cry of pleasure mingled with Mark’s grunt, their bodies moving in perfect sync as he began to fuck her with a primal intensity. I reached under my skirt, my fingers finding my clit, rubbing in time with their lustful rhythm.

As Mark’s thrusts became more erratic, his control slipping, Rylee’s eyes met mine, a silent understanding passing between us. With a final, brutal pace, Mark buried himself to the hilt, his hot seed pumping into his daughter’s pussy, claiming her as his own.

As their bodies began to still, Rylee’s eyes drifted closed, a look of pure bliss etched on her face. Mark held her close, his heart pounding against her back, both of them lost in the aftershocks of their forbidden pleasure.

 The mattress creaked with the force of their movements, punctuated by sloppy, wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

As their bodies began to still, Rylee’s eyes drifted closed, a look of pure bliss etched on her face. Mark held her close, his heart pounding against her back, both of them lost in the aftershocks of their forbidden pleasure. I sat back, my own climax easing, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. This was just the beginning.

I leaned forward, trailing a finger down her spine, savoring the warmth of her skin now slick with their combined exertions. Mark twisted to look at me, his eyes heavy-lidded with post-coital languor. “You ready for round two, brother?” he drawled, his hand already reaching for Rylee’s thigh, preparing to slide back between her legs and plunge into her once more. I grinned, my cock already starting to stir with renewed interest. “Whenever you are,