A stream of white shot out of James' co*ck and he groaned. His eyes still locked on his daughter's shaking body. Watching her father c*m sent yet another wave of pleasure through her. Every muscle tightened, her eyes squeezed shut, as ecstasy wracked her body.
Finally, the pleasure subsided, leaving nothing but a warm sense of contentment. Molly opened her eyes. She was plastered against the passenger seat of the car. Her father was looking over her, his eyes loving.
"That was awesome," Molly said. "Thank you for doing that with me, Daddy."
"Of course, sweetie," James said. He pulled a tissue out of the glove compartment and wiped himself clean. A bit of his spooge was hanging off the steering wheel and he did his best to clean it off. He gave Molly a tissue, too, but she just pulled up
