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It all started out innocently enough.

Collette lay over his chest, sucking gingerly on his throbbing cock. His forepaws wrapped gently around her back, putting a light pressure on her head as she lowered further onto his member.

“Slide over, Collette. Let me taste you."

Without removing her mouth from his dick, she swung herself over, planting her legs on either side of his head, and giving him perfect access to her swollen, drooling cunt.

Lady had said it would be good to spend more time with them.

He feasted on her tight slit, drinking in the sweet, musky tang of her flowing juices, and she clenched and shuddered above him. His tongue pulled at the triangular folds of her pussy, and he cleaved through her sweltering depths. Pressing his face into her puffy spade, the overwhelming smell and taste of her heat filling his head.

A little 3-on-1, father-daughter bonding time.

Annette sat just beside him, urging Collette on while also licking at his nuts. One forepaw stroked delicately at his sheath while her tongue swirled lovingly in his groin fur. Bending down lower, she took his balls fully into her mouth. Devotedly sucking from one to the other.

Turns out, they wanted romantic advice. They were “too sheltered," they said.

Moving one of his paws, he reached down to stroke at Annette lower back, and—understanding his signal—she shifted to raise her hips towards him. _ _

How would they ever find mates if they didn't feel confident and prepared?

He stroked lazy circles around her vulva, enjoying the soft, warm wetness of her mound. She moaned out as he pushed into her, spreading apart her entrance, and fucking her with his paw even as her sister lay straddled over his face. Now and then he would flick upwards, catching her clit and earning a flinch of surprised pleasure.

Besides, who better to teach them about the ways of the world?

Danielle's head was buried between his legs, lapping wholeheartedly at his tailhole. She ran her tongue in a circular motion, pushing at his tight backdoor deep enough that her cool snout rested firmly against the base of his ball sack. It brought all his other sensations over the edge, each brush of her tongue making his cock twitch and flex in Collette's maw.

Nothing wrong with a bit of conversation amongst adults.

Collette picked up her rhythm as he dove deeper into her snatch, and she moaned around his cock as he spread her pussy apart. Using long, forceful licks, he pushed deep into her love hole, dragging his tongue across her clit as he explored every corner of her drenched mound.

A kiss here, a lick there, a little light touching…it was all just harmless practice.

He felt his climax approaching and doubled down, attacking Collette's clit, furiously circling her pleasure nub with practiced precision, and the result was almost instantaneous. She bucked her hips wildly, her pussy clenching down around his tongue as her whole body trembled. At the same time, he drove his paw into Annette's leaking depths, and the two females began to moan in unison, their cries taking on a wilder pitch as they came.

“Ahhh Dad! Daaad!! Right there, right there I'm cummingggg~!!"

_“_Yesss Daddy!! Your tongue feels so good inside meee!!

He certainly never intended for this to happen.

Both Annette and Collette seized up as their bodies were wracked with pleasure. Tramp only lapped harder at his daughter's pussy as she gushed her sweet, sticky fluid, and he kept his paw dancing inside Annette even as she locked down around it. He felt them tremble and shake as he worked them through their orgasms, and when they finally quit, the two of them collapsed; Collette flopping onto Tramp's stomach while Annette rested against his side.

Despite that, however, Collette quickly returned to gently sucking on her father's cock, and Annette continued to stroke him absentmindedly with her forepaw.

Tilting his head up for a better view, Tramp couldn't help but admire the sight before him. Three gorgeous bitches sprawled out around him, eagerly worshiping his dick. Their expressions glazed over with lust, fully engrossed by the prize between his legs.

Driven by the instinctual desire of their heats.

But the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

Annette broke the trance they'd all been locked in. “Well dad," she said, standing up towards him. “Are you ready to breed us?"

He met their anticipatory gaze, letting the question hang in the air. The final step. The last barrier. The end point of this twisted path he found himself on.

Slowly raising the paw that has just been buried in Annette's cunt, he licked at her sweet nectar, savouring the different tastes of his daughters' pussies.

And he was certainly going to hell for this.

He smiled confidently. “Who's first?"

The girls all leapt up, scrambling in excitement, and only Collette took the time to carefully detangle herself from her father before joining her sisters. Sharing a look, the three of them lined up in front of him, Danielle in the center, and Collette and Annette on either side of her.

He hadn't expected such an immediate answer to his question, but apparently it was something they'd already discussed.

They moved with a practiced swiftness. Danielle swung herself around, and jutting out her hips, putting her dripping, swollen cunt on full display. Annette placed one paw up on her sister's back, leaning around to pull teasingly at Danielle's vulva with her other paw, revealing the soft, pink flesh of her tunnel. Collette followed by slowly running a couple of long, measured licks across the length of her sister's spread pussy, and the three of them kept their eyes locked on him throughout the entire lewd display.

His cock throbbed painfully at the irresistible sight.

“She's ready for you." Collette said, emphatically licking her chops.

Tramp chuckled softly, getting to his feet. “I can see that."

Without another word, he wrapped his forelegs around his daughter's waist, and was struck with a surprising wave of déjà vu. The way his paws rested with a comfortable familiarity at her hips, the way he adjusted for their difference in size, it was then that he realized just how much his daughters had grown into spitting images of his mate. Each of them had their own unique quirks, certainly, but it was hard not to see a younger Lady in each of them.

He smiled, remembering that fateful season when Lady had practically begged him to give her a litter.

Like mother like daughter, he supposed.

Thrust!

Sliding into Danielle's pussy, he was overwhelmed by her tightness, her burning walls hugging around him from the moment he pushed in. She let out a few gasping moans as her walls spread around his cock, and once he was far enough inside, he simply held there, his knot lightly kissing against her quivering entrance.

“It—hah—it's so big!" she panted, and Tramp couldn't help but grin at the compliment, even if it wasn't really related to his size. Nothing could quite match the adoration of a bitch taking a dick for the first time.

“You ain't seen nothing yet," he replied.

Making sure to still be somewhat gentle, he began to fuck her. Her heat-swollen pussy tugged and pressed around his cock with every thrust, and the slickness of her dripping arousal was just enough to help him pull out. He felt the softness of her fur as his hips pressed against her, and he reset his grip around her waist, using his leverage to offer longer, deeper strokes.

Danielle's legs instinctually spread wider to accommodate his member, and her hips bucked in time with his. The folds of her vulva continually mashed into his knot, and Tramp couldn't resist speeding up, stretching her slit apart a little with each thrust.

“it's…so…amazing!!" Danielle moaned out, and Tramp could feel her little tail wagging furiously between them.

He was so captivated by the eager thrill of a virgin bitch that he was startled by the sudden feeling of a coarse tongue at the bottom of his knot. Slowing just long enough to glance under himself, it turned out that better access for his cock wasn't the only reason Danielle had widened her stance.

Collette's half lidded eyes met his own. “Mmm, hi Daddy."

His cock flexed involuntarily at the choice of name. Collette was the only one who called him that, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't have a soft spot for it.

“You like the taste of your sister on my cock?" He growled out, turning his attention back towards the bitch between his legs.

He felt the vibration of her voice against his dick. “Mmhmmm."

“Good girl."

Collette lapped at the base of her sister's cunt, catching her bottom lip, and running her tongue through the cracks where he and Danielle united. The added sensation sent shivers down Tramp's spine, and he could feel Danielle clenching every time her sister's tongue brushed against her spade.

With all of this, Tramp's thrusts quickly started getting more urgent, and he rammed into Danielle harder as he approached his climax. Her inner walls clung to him, pulling him deeper, like they were begging him to force his knot into her tight little diamond.

“Are you almost there, Dad?" Annette suddenly joined in, moving to stand in front of him. “Are you going to knot her?"

She propped her paws up on Danielle's shoulders, almost as if she were about to mount her muzzle, and the sight brought back other memories, from the days long before he'd met Lady.

But Annette only leaned in close, meeting his gaze. “She's so excited to finally be mated. To be claimed, to finally be a mother. To have other dogs watch her belly swell and know that she'd been marked by another male."

“FUCK yeshhhh!!!" Danielle slurred out clearly unbothered by her sister's added weight. Her pussy clamped down like a vice as she came, pushed over the edge by Annette's words, and she sprayed her juices down onto Collette, who only lapped harder as a result.

Tramp's own limit was fast approaching, and his thrusts were becoming erratic. He grit his teeth in an effort to keep his pace as Danielle climaxed around him.

Annette's breathing hitched, and Tramp figured Danielle was probably moaning right into her cunt. “More than any of us, she was so excited for it to be you."

her mouth was just inches from his. “Give her that first litter, Tramp. Pump her full of your puppies!!"

Pop!

Danielle howled out as Tramp jammed his knot into her, her pussy wrapping him in an iron grip, and she got so tight that he could feel her heartbeat racing through his cock. Jet after jet of warm cum shot into her awaiting depths, and she squeezed and milked every drop from him, drawing out his climax.

He continued to hump against her. tugging and twisting his cock inside, he tried to press himself in as deep as he could, trying to push each shot of seed directly towards her eager womb.

“Ahh daddyyy…haah haaaa~ you guyshh, it…sho good…there's so much…" Danielle mumbled through her euphoria-induced panting.

Annette all but ignored her. “Seems like someone was pent up. Are you sure you'll be able to handle all three of us?"

But Tramp only snarled playfully at her challenge. “Oh, don't worry. The three of you will be pregnant by the end of this."

Her confidant smirk faltered, just for a moment, but then it was back, and she giggled. “Lucky us."

Still, for all his confidence, it had been quite a while since Tramp had gone more than one round in any sort of quick succession. Waiting for his knot to deflate, the smell of fertile bitches all around him once again brought back memories of his days in the streets. At his peak, he'd gotten quite comfortable at juggling multiple females at once.

Feeling his cock finally shrink enough, he pulled himself out of Danielle with enough force that she stumbled, practically collapsing in a contented heap a few steps away. It was only then that he noticed that neither Collette nor Annette were around him.

“Oh Daa-aad."

Turning to the sound of Annette's voice, as if on cue, Tramp found his two other daughters entangled in the grass.

Street bitches had never been quite so…collaborative, however.

Collette lay on her back, hindlegs raised, and Annette stood just overtop her, almost as if she had pinned her sister down. Instead, however, Annette bent her legs, rhythmically pressing her hips down to hump into her sister's sex.

As soon as they noticed his attention, Annette stayed crouched, and the two of them began grinding their swollen, dripping pussies together. The puffy lips of their dark spades caught and spread against each other as they twisted together, and the two of them moaned and whimpered needfully as they performed for him.

Any worries he'd had about his stamina instantly vanished as his cock sprang back to full attention.

And they said collared life would be boring, He remembered with a laugh.

“Don't keep us waiting…" Annette called, batting her eyelashes innocently.

Ignoring her teasing, Tramp moved calmly over towards where they lay, fully taking in the fantasy before him.

He moved to straddle Annette, maneuvering himself carefully to account for Collette beneath them both. Then, with an expertly aligned thrust, he sandwiched his cock in between the two heat-soaked mounds. The girls kept grinding their hips, and Tramp savoured the resulting massage; the soft, velvety press of two enflamed cunts stroking against his dick.

“Do you like that?" Annette continued to goad him. “The feeling of two virgin pussies wrapped around your thick cock? Two tight holes just begging to be claimed, fighting for your attention?"

Using his difference in size, Tramp hoisted Annette fully upright, putting her at a more accessible angle. Then he aimed a little higher, rubbing himself firmly between the outer folds of her vulva.

He felt her body tense nervously. “whOA! Uh, Are you sure? I mean—ohhh—_t-that was quick. n-not that it's a—_mmm—a problem! Just-"

Tramp scoffed, the tip of his cock teasing at her entrance. “What happened to all that confidence? Cold feet all of a sudden?"

“No! I-I'm completely ready when you are."

“Uh huh. Suuure."

He was satisfied just to see her ruffled, for now, and so with one swift stroke, he pulled his hips back and suddenly swung low, thrusting into Collette's unsuspecting depths instead.

“Eep!"

“aHHhh!??"

It might've been due to the awkward angle, but Collette was noticeably tighter than Danielle, and Tramp grunted in surprise as he pierced her sex.

She let out a few gasping moans as she adjusted to the sudden sensation. “It's…it's so…"

“Everything you imagined?" Tramp asked, still working to get his full length into her squeezing pussy.

“Yessssssss~~"

He chuckled softly, enjoying the way she clenched and trembled around his cock. Simultaneously, Annette had become much more relaxed, and she lowered her body back down, making it easier for Tramp to reach Collette's tight hole.

“It's even better, isn't it?" Annette began her teasing again. “The feeling of having a male inside you at long last, someone to quench our heat after all these years."

Confident in his positioning, Tramp began to pick up the pace, his knot thumping against Collette's slippery diamond with increasing force.

“The feeling of dad's cock breaking you in, molding your pussy to his shape."

Annette's head lowered towards her sister as she spoke. Their faces inches apart. Tramp could feel Collette's inner walls clench as her sister riled her up.

“Making it so you could never be satisfied with your paws or a tongue again," The two of them were panting heavier now, Annette's voice becoming increasingly uneven. “Turning you into his…happy, submissive bi—Mmh! Mmmhh~"

Tramp watched as his two daughters locked together in a passionate kiss. Moaning and gasping as their maws desperately locked together.

This was nothing new. From the moment all of this had started, he'd noticed his daughters had been surprisingly experienced in…helping each other out. Left to their own devices, they were more than capable of getting each other off.

Enough so that Tramp sometimes wondered just how long his daughters had been fucking each other before they'd come to him for “help."

Not that he was in any position to judge.

He pistoned his hips faster, slamming his knot into Collette's twitching entrance, loving the sensation of her clenching and spasming around him as Annette got her more and more worked up. A lesser male might've felt ignored, but Tramp was more than happy to enjoy the show.

Besides, Collette certainly hadn't forgotten he was there.

“Ahh haah… it—mmhwaam…it feelsh sho good!!" her moaning voice came from between their ravenous kisses. “Ohh_fuck— yesh…right _mmh there!! fuck yes yesYES Daddyyyyyy!!!"

Her whole body shook as she came, and Tramp could feel her cunt tugging with each thrust, stretching with each withdrawal, as she desperately held to him. He maintained his pace despite this unbelievable tightness, but between the way Collette was absolutely milking his cock, and the sounds of the two bitches moaning and cooing, it wouldn't take much for him to reach his own limit.

He rushed towards the edge, his balls slapping against her winking tailhole with each slam, his knot pressing further and further with every thrust.

“You ready for the best part Collette?"

“Yeshhhh!! Breed me daddyyyyy!!"

Gritting his teeth, Tramp lifted his hips high before driving down hard between his daughter's legs.

POP!

Collette howled out as Tramp knotted her, and he felt his tip kiss up against her cervix, her pussy unfathomably tight as it tried to accommodated his swollen bulb.

“Holy fuck."

Tramp gasped as he pumped his seed into his second bitch of the afternoon. Her molten tunnel hugged around him almost painfully, and she only felt tighter with each splurt of cum that he shot into her depths.

He held there, rocking his hips ever so slightly as Collette attempted to wring him dry, happy to draw out the wonderful snugness of their shared climax.

Collette was equally content, most of her energy put towards blathering incoherently, but it wasn't long before Annette took the moment of pause to try to regain control again.

“Gonna need a breather after the second round, Tramp?" she teased. “We need to be sure you're good and ready."

Honestly, he was getting a little tired of Annette's posturing and bravado. Being the leader of the three sisters, he knew she never liked to be the odd one out. She always needed to be in charge, and in control. This time, however, she'd gotten herself way in over her head.

And Tramp was going to give her exactly what she'd been asking for.

She smirked, “I guess it'll take a few minutes for you to untie with Collette anyways. So I suppose you have time to catch your breath."

He simply grunted, but she took it as an agreement. “And you know…" she continued. “I wouldn't blame you if you even wanted to call it here. The last thing we'd want is to try and push you beyond your limit."

He felt her hips wiggle a little underneath him. “And if I have to wait until tomorrow, or even sometime next week, well…" she sighed dramatically, trying to glance back at him. “I'll be happy knowing that Collette and Danielle have been satisfied."

She obviously felt completely confident, like her plan had worked flawlessly. But then Tramp scoffed, giving and snarling smirk of his own. “That's alright," he said. “I'm good to keep going."

“Oh…well in that case I su—"

But whatever she was going to say was lost, because at that moment, Tramp yanked himself out of Collette's well-bred cunt, and with one sharp motion plunged right into Annette awaiting fuck hole.

“!!!!!"

Her surprised yelp of pleasure was music to his ears.

“Wha-ahh?!? B-but I thought—_ohhh—_Ha-howw??"

“You underestimate me, Annette."

In fact, because the unusual position of his and Collette's mating, he'd figured it probably wouldn't take much for his knot to spring free. Biding his time, Tramp had simply needed to wait for his member to just shrink ever so slightly.

Repositioning himself on her, he cut loose, rutting his hips harder and faster into the overconfident bitch than he had the other two. It served a doubled effect: the first, was to get himself fully hard again without having to slow down. The second…

“Whoa!! FuuuUUck, ha-hang on Dad. Are you—AHhhh!—GUh!! Dad slow dooown~~"

It was his turn to for the dramatics. “What? I thought this was what you wanted??"

Despite her body flexing around him in pleasure, she managed to more or less regain control of her voice. “I—no, but, well…Are you sure you're uh—up for it? We could go slower…if you want."

Tramp bared his teeth at her defiance. “Oh don't you worry about your old man. Girls? If you're not too busy eating my jizz out of each other's cunts, would be so kind as to help me out?"

After he'd untied with her, Collette had squirmed her way out from under her sister, and he knew that she and Danielle would be happily occupying themselves. Even without seeing them, Tramp knew they'd frozen in surprise, startled at being caught.

As if he hadn't heard the sound of them drinking at each other's sex, or their soft, muffled moans suddenly coming from behind him. They liked to think they were subtle, but Tramp knew his girls.

Inside and out.

Danielle composed herself first. “Sure thing dad!"

Although he expected it, he still flinched in surprise as he felt her eager tongue and cold nose kiss against his balls and tailhole. A bit more unexpectedly, he quickly felt Collette join in as well. Despite the speed of his humping against Annette, the two of them skillfully wrapped their maws around his balls, carefully maneuvering around their sharp teeth. They took turns licking up the base of his tail and down towards his sheath, their tongues occasionally entwining even as the rimmed him.

They really knew how to make a dad feel special. His cock was rock hard again in no time.

“They've become such good little sluts, haven't they?" Tramp mumbled just for Annette. “So eager and willing."

She didn't reply, though he was certain she'd heard him.

“Of course, we'd have never gotten here without you."

He felt her tense. “I-I don't know what you…"

“Oh, please," He scoffed. “Those two could never have been so forward, and so bold without all your teasing and provoking." His paws reached lower caressing along her sensitive teats. “You loved pushing my buttons, seeing how far you could drive this. Feeling like you were in control."

Her sudden quietness was more than answer enough, and he revelled in each yip of pleasure he coaxed out of her, relentlessly hammering her scorching cunt. “But now you have to reap the consequences of your actions, young lady. You thought you could get away with endlessly egging me on?"

A long-forgotten possessive, feral aggression began rising in his chest, and he suddenly halted his thrusts. Instead, he pressed his knot firmly against her twitching entrance, holding himself as deep inside her as he could.

He hunkered over her, bringing his mouth right to her ear. When he spoke, his voice came out as a deep growl. “You wanted life experience? You wanted to feel less sheltered?"

His teeth brushed against her ear. “Here's a lesson: street dogs love putting brats like you in your place."

For the first time, genuine worry appeared on her features, and she spoke frantically. “W-wait, I'm sorry! I—You m-made your point, just—hold Ooonnnn !"

In any other circumstance, his daughter's concern would've been his first priority, but by now he was in too deep, his instincts running on overdrive. At this point, it barely even registered that she was his daughter anymore.

She was just another stubborn bitch that needed his litter.

“I'm just not sure I'm ready!!" she finally squeaked out.

Tramp rubbed against her leaking spade, feeling her warm depths tremble and quiver around him. “Oh trust me, you're more than ready."

He switched to a slower pace, thrusting long and deep, and he pressed into her clenching, squeezing pussy, forcing his knot to grind against her soft sex. But just when she seemed to get used to that pace, he would return to jackhammering his hips into her with everything he had. One of the benefits of knocking up two bitches beforehand, was that by now he was ready to go the distance.

She continued to cry out in between her moans of pleasure, but she went entirely unanswered, even by Collette and Danielle. It might have been because they were preoccupied, but Tramp wondered if maybe they were secretly fed up with her attitude as well.

Turning his full attention to rutting her senseless, he savoured every aspect of her molten cunt. What she lacked in comparison to Collette's tightness, she made up for in her extreme sensitivity. He could feel her twitching and shuddering with every thrust, even the smallest of movements earning some sort of unique response.

In no time at all she was cumming on his dick, spraying her nectar down onto her sisters' faces and howling in climactic bliss.

“Mmmm," came Collette's voice behind them. “You taste even better than Danielle, Annette."

“Hey!" The two of them laughed. “Well, I'm just glad she's finally being honest with herself."

Annette voice came out slurred and uncertain. “nooo, thass not—I'm not…uuugh fughhk, I cant…think…"

But even as she squeezed him in a vice grip, her whole body going crazy with pleasure, Tramp kept up his thrusts, not letting up for a second, and her whole body shivered as he fucked her right through her climax. Truth be told, his own energy was beginning to run thin, but he growled through it, determined not to yield first.

Her second orgasm hit before the first had even fully ended, and he began to support her a little with his front legs, keeping her standing upright when her legs buckled.

Eventually, Collette and Danielle moved back in front of the rutting pair. They cuddled together, casually licking and pawing at each other, engrossed in the display before them.

“I've never seen Annette make a face like that before," Danielle commented.

“I know. It's so hot," Collette whimpered.

But Tramp could hardly hear them. He was fully focused on the bitch underneath him, on holding off his own climax as long as long he possibly could until…

He felt her body begin clench up again, wracked by her fourth or fifth orgasm, but this time her back arched and she leaned back to drunkenly howl, and as soon as she did, Tramp seized the opportunity.

Using his size, he craned over her, pressing his maw into hers, and slithered his tongue hungrily, possessively into her mouth.

Through his periphery, he saw her eyes clear, just for a moment, in shock, and he felt just a touch of resistance.

And then she cracked.

Her eyelids drooped, taking on a distant gaze of delight, and she sucked on his tongue as he explored the depths of her mouth. Before long, her own tongue leapt forward, twisting and sliding along the surface of his mouth, matching his intensity for the first time that day.

They parted only when oxygen demanded it, gasping furiously for breath as they did.

“Daddyyyy~!!! Ohh, I wassss so wrong! I'm sorryyyy! Please make me your bitch! Fucking knot me! Fill me with your puppies!!!!"

Tramp barked out in pure triumph. “Atta girl!!"

Thrust!!!

Tramp let out a howl of his own as he used the last of his energy to lodge his knot firmly into her gushing pussy, unloading his seed straight towards her awaiting womb. Her body clamped down even harder, if that was possible, and then promptly gave out, dragging him down with her as she blacked out from sheer climactic overload.

The two of them collapsed in a heap, and Tramp had just enough time to avoid landing directly on his daughter. Swinging out his front legs, he caught himself at the last second, and quickly dropped onto his side, still comfortably tied with his satisfied bitch.

His chest heaved from the intense exertion, and he lay there, listening to and feeling Annette's heartbeat racing in time with his, enjoying his own sexual bliss as his cock continued pumping cum into her, ensuring a third successful breeding.

“Are you guys alright?? What happened?"

Tramp looked up to see Collette and Danielle, their faces alight with worry. He was about to reassure them when a mumbled voice came from beside him.

“Woah…wha…im…alright…"

The two girls crowded around them, trying to dote on Annette, but Tramp made them back up, and give her a little space.

After a minute or two, he pulled himself back to his feet, and carefully helped her get up, making sure she wouldn't fall back over while still recovering.

“…what happened?" she asked, her voice a little shaky.

Tramp laughed and nuzzled her reassuringly. “You came so hard you passed out. Don't worry, you'll be perfectly fine, just take it easy for the next few minutes."

They let her get her bearings for a minute, and he could see that she was a little uncertain and embarrassed. If her sisters noticed, however, they certainly didn't show it.

“It was so crazy Annette! You two literally collapsed!"

“I thought I had a good time. You were completely zoned out!"

“Way to show us how it's done!!"

Even in spite of herself, she couldn't help smiling at the compliments. “Alright alright, shut up already."

The three of them laughed, and seeing that Annette would be just fine, Tramp swung himself around, properly holding his tie this time so as to not put any awkward weight on her.

Annette's energy continued to recover, and while the three females chatted excitedly, Tramp waited patiently for his knot to fully deflate. He tried his best to ignore that they were literally taking about him behind his back, but he was too tired to care or engage. When he finally, gently pulled out of Annette, he moved over to a patch of shade in the yard, laying down to admire his handiwork from a distance.

His cum dripped from between the legs of his three daughters, and even as they chatted like normal, he noticed the satisfied glow that lit up their features, the euphoric relief of having their heats sated at long last. He couldn't help the swell of pride that rose in his chest for having managed to pull it off all in one go.

Eventually, the girls noticed the shade he'd wandered over to, and he felt a different, possessive kind of pride as they jaunted excitedly over towards him.

Lady had been right. There was nothing quite like a little father-daughter bonding time.