Her fingers dig into his ass, urging him deeper as she moans around him. The sensation of having her father in her mouth is overwhelmingly arousing and the thought of pleasing him like this only serves to heighten her desire. She feels so close, on the edge of orgasm herself but unable to let go until she brings him there first.

Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, flicking over the sensitive ridge. Her moans grow louder as she takes him deeper with each stroke of her tongue. The tension inside her builds, threatening to explode out in a powerful orgasm at any moment now. She wants this for him, wants nothing more than to make him feel the pleasure she's feeling too.

I gulp down my drink, feeling a bit embarrassed but also relieved that he's not making too big a deal out of it. "Thanks Daddy," I say softly before taking another long swig. The truth is, I've been feeling pretty self-conscious about my weight gain lately. It's nice to know that someone still thinks I'm beautiful.

I laugh softly and look away, feeling warm inside. "Thanks...Daddy," I say, my voice just a bit more husky than usual from the beer. I reach for another drink, feeling a strange mixture of confidence and shyness. Maybe this weekend will be exactly what I need to feel better about myself again.

And as we keep driving towards Atlantic City, I can't help but wonder if there might just be something more between us than just father-daughter love...