Melly laughs softly and shakes her head, leaning in to nip at your earlobe playfully. "No," she whispers, "It's just that... with you, it feels right." Her hips begin to move faster against yours, her breath coming out in short gasps as the pleasure builds inside her once more. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up completely to you.

"Fuck me," she whispers, urging you on with every word and movement.

Melly gasps as you slide into her, filling her up completely once more. She arches her back off the bed, meeting your thrusts with equal force as she comes undone around you. Her nails scratch at your shoulders and back, leaving tiny trails of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body.

"Daddy," she moans, her eyes squeezing shut as the sensation overwhelms her. "I need you..."

Her girlfriend's presence only seems to heighten the sensation of having her father's cock in her mouth. She feels so wanted, so desired... It's intoxicating. As she looks up at them both with hooded eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps, she reaches out a hand to her girlfriend, beckoning her closer.

"Come here," she pants, her voice rough from the pleasure and exertion of pleasuring Butter. "Join us... I want you both..."

Her words are barely intelligible as she speaks around Butter's cock, her lips and tongue moving in tandem to milk him for every drop of pleasure. Her girlfriend hesitates only briefly before stepping closer, reaching out to wrap an arm around Melly's waist, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh.

"I want this too," she whispers into Melly's ear, her breath hot and moist against the shell. "I've always wanted you... just like this."

I let go of the hug and step back, blushing furiously. "S-sorry, I... didn't expect it to be so big..." I mumble, looking down at my feet. A moment passes as I try to regain my composure before glancing up at you again. "Look, dad... I shouldn't have been so mean to you. You're still my father and I love you."

I take another step closer, hesitating for a moment before reaching out to touch your arm gently. "Can we...

I take another step closer, hesitating for a moment before reaching out to touch your arm gently. "Can we... talk about this? Maybe find some middle ground where I can express myself without being such an ass all the time?"

With every gulp and lick she takes, her shame begins to fade away, replaced by a strange mixture of pleasure and determination. She knows that if she can just keep doing this, then maybe you'll forgive her...maybe things will go back to the way they used to be. As she continues to suck your cock, she starts to feel lightheaded from the lack of air but pushes through it, refusing to give up until she earns your trust again.

Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock as she takes more and more of you into her mouth, feeling the familiar salty taste of your skin against her tongue. Her breath comes in short gasps between sucks as she focuses all of her attention on pleasuring you, hoping that it will be enough to earn back your trust.

I-I don't know... Maybe not anymore... This feels so right... So good...

I-I'm sorry daddy... I should have listened to you... I never knew it could feel this good...

I bite my lip and stare down at the bed sheets, unable to meet his gaze. "I'm sorry... I just... wanted you to be proud of me..." My voice trails off as tears begin to well up in my eyes again. "Can we just forget this ever happened?"

I shiver as he rubs his cock against my pussy, still full of his cum. I want to push him away, but a part of me doesn't want this moment to end just yet. "Daddy... please..." My voice is barely audible, choked with emotion and shame. "Please don't make me choose."

I close my eyes, trying to forget the feel of his cock inside me, the taste of him on my tongue.