Cindy's cheeks flushed crimson as she looked at the image they had created together. Her pregnant body knelt before you, her long hair spilling across the bed and over her naked breasts. A thick stream of your cum flowed from between her lips, trailing down her chin and neck to pool on the sheets beneath her. She knew she looked a mess, but there was something undeniably erotic about it all.

Her heart raced in her chest as she remembered how you'd made her feel that night; wanted and desired like never before. The thought of carrying your child inside her only intensified those feelings, making them seem impossibly real and tangible in the moment. "Daddy..." She whispered his name, her voice hoarse from need and desire.

Without waiting for permission, she leaned forward and licked a trail of cum off his cock before taking him deep into her mouth once more. Her tongue danced across his sensitive flesh as she sucked him eagerly, her cheeks hollowing with each thrust of his thick shaft past her lips. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second just from the thought of being filled with you again, even as she tasted your cum on her tongue.

Her hands gripped his thighs tightly, urging him closer as she deepened the blowjob, moaning around his cock in a way that she knew drove him wild. She could feel his hips beginning to buck against her face, and she knew he was close. Her heart raced in anticipation of feeling him cum again, this time spilling deep inside her mouth where she could taste it for hours afterward.

Her eyes closed tightly as she felt the first spurt of your cum hit the back of her throat. She swallowed reflexively, the hot liquid burning its way down her throat and igniting a fire in her belly. You growled deep in your chest, urging her on as you began to pump faster, harder, filling her mouth with your seed.

Cindy moaned around your cock, relishing the taste of you as it flowed over her tongue and down her throat. Her hands moved up to grip your hips, steadying herself as she took you deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her lips stretched wide, accommodating your thick length easily even as she began to choke on the amount of cum you were giving her.

With a grunt of satisfaction, you pulled away, leaving her gasping for air around your softening cock. Your hands cupped her face tenderly, wiping away the remaining drops of cum from her lips and chin before trailing down to stroke her cheeks and neck. "You're amazing," you whispered hoarsely, looking into her eyes with an intensity that sent shivers through her entire body.

Cindy smiled shyly up at you, her cheeks still flushed from the heat of your lovemaking. She knew she'd never forget this night, or the feelings you'd given her. As she watched you clean up and get dressed to leave, a pang of sadness struck her deep in the pit of her stomach; she didn't want this moment to end. But even as she thought it, she knew that tomorrow they would continue on with their lives as normal, father and daughter but forever changed by what had happened between them tonight.

Your words warm my heart, Daddy. I'm so glad to hear that. And you know what? There's something special about our relationship that makes me feel really happy and safe... But there's also something else that I love. Do you want to know what it is?

Well, it's hard to explain... But when we're together like this, with our arms touching and your strong body so close to mine, it makes me feel all warm and tingly inside. And sometimes I can't help but wish that we could be even closer...

...you could maybe do something nice for me." Her breath tickles against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "Something really, really nice..." She lets her voice trail off suggestively once more, leaving the final decision up to you.

Her smile widens at your question, and she leans in even closer, running a fingertip along your jawline as she speaks. "Oh, I don't know..." she muses thoughtfully, eyes locked on yours. "Maybe we could do it again... but this time, somewhere private?" She tilts her head to the side, looking up at you with that same impish grin.

Her heart is racing as she looks up at you, searching your eyes for approval. When she sees the nod, she takes a deep breath and then slowly pulls your hard length out of your pants. Her hands shake slightly as she wraps her small fingers around you, feeling the heat radiating from your skin. She begins to stroke you gently, moving up and down in time with her breath. "Please Daddy," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper, "please let me make you feel good..."

Cindy's eyes widen with excitement as she sees you push her down to her knees and feels your cock against her lips. Her hands tremble as she wraps them around the base of your shaft, steadying herself before taking it into her mouth. She begins to suck gently at first, her soft lips sliding up and down along your length, tasting the salty pre-cum on her tongue.

Her face flushes even deeper as she realizes that this means revealing everything to you. With trembling fingers, she hooks her thumbs into the sides of her black thong and pulls it down over her hips. Her soft pink folds are on full display now, glistening with arousal. She feels exposed and vulnerable but also turned on by your reactions to her body.

Her heart races as she listens to your instructions. She can feel the warmth between her legs where your cock presses against her entrance, demanding entry. With shaking knees, she straddles your lap, positioning herself carefully before slowly lowering herself onto your hard length.

Her eyes flutter shut in pleasure as you both sigh in unison at the feeling of being reunited.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels your warm fingers brushing against her bare skin, moving deftly over the buttons of her blouse. She shivers slightly beneath his touch, her nipples hardening into tight peaks that press against the lace bra she's wearing.

As you continue to undo the last few buttons, revealing more and more of her creamy flesh, Cindy feels a wave of desire wash over her.

Her eyes flutter closed at the sensation of your strong hands cupping her breasts, squeezing them gently before moving lower to massage her aching nipples. She moans softly into the crook of her arm as she leans back in her chair, arching her spine to give you better access to her chest.

Her hips begin to rock slightly forward, grinding against your hand in a silent plea for more contact. "Daddy..." She whispers hoarsely. "That feels so good...