Birdie's POV
Dad broke the kiss, then looked at me while he fisted his d**k in his hand and lifted me to position himself at my entrance. “Slide down my d**k, Birdie,” he ordered, and I slowly let myself down with his tip entering me.
That’s when I felt how sore I really was after Dad f****d me the first time. I whimpered, but let myself down slowly while his d**k slid inside of me.
I could feel the pressure of the water and wondered if this really was a good idea. Having s*x in the pool always seemed so fun, but to me, it felt slightly inconvenient.
Dad grabbed my hips and pushed me down until he hit that spot inside of me that made me feel so f*****g good. I cried out and started to move on top of him, with his hands tightly gripping my hips.
“f**k,” he muttered, keeping his eyes o
