"Mmm... more please Daddy?" Abby begs, still trembling with aftershocks. Her eyes lock onto mine, pleading silently as she waits for the next wave of pleasure. She knows exactly what she wants now. Her innocence is gone, and she craves more of her father's touch. "Fill me up, Daddy..." she whispers, voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.
Sarah moves close and films Abby as her face is red and covered in sweat, tears, with her mascara running down her face as she gasps and smiles at the camera.