The lake house gleamed under the fading sun as Emily parked the car with a confident flourish. 'Vacation time, Dad. Just us, no interruptions, and plenty of ways to make waves,' she quipped, her sharp eyes locking on Mark's. He laughed, unloading bags. 'You always did love stirring the pot. Remember when you tricked me into that prank at the cabin?'
'Pranks are for kids. I'm thinking adult games now,' Emily replied, her voice laced with wit. 'You're not getting out of this one easily.' Inside, she slipped into a skimpy bikini, emerging with a sway that demanded attention. 'Join me for a swim? Or scared of getting all hot and bothered?'
Mark swallowed hard. 'Emily, you're my daughter. This talk—'
'Cut the act,' she interrupted, stepping close, her body radiating heat. 'I've seen your glances. I'm strong, I'm horny, and I'm not submissive to anyone—including you.' Her hand brushed his thigh, finding him hard. 'Cock's already hard, huh? Bet you've been imagining this.'
Mark groaned, 'This is wrong, but damn if you're not persuasive.' Emily smirked, pushing him onto the couch. 'Persuasive? Try irresistible.' She freed his cock, delivering a teasing blowjob, her tongue working expertly as he panted. 'Tastes better than I thought,' she murmured between strokes.
Rising, she shed her suit, her pussy wet and dripping. 'My turn to lead.' Straddling him, she guided his hard length inside, her ass grinding with control. 'Feel how wet I am? Pussy's dripping for this.' They moved in rhythm, sweating and panting, her witty barbs fueling the fire: 'Bet your cum will taste even sweeter when I make you come.' The explosive climax hit as she rode him fiercely, both coming hard amid gasps and moans, bodies slick with sweat.
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