Hearing Joy’s words, Cassius roared, a sound of pure masculine triumph, and redoubled his pace.

"Smash!♡~ Slap!♡~ Smack!♡~ Nnm!"

He hammered into her now, hard enough that the headboard began to tap a rhythm against the wall.

Joy wailed with each drive, her hands flying up to clasp Maria’s arm, her nails digging in.

"Slap!♡~Slap!♡~ Slap!♡~Slap!♡~ Nmm!"

Her pussy convulsed around his pistoning shaft, the beginnings of a massive orgasm tightening like a spring.

"Daddy! Daddy, something’s happening! I feel all tingly and hot! My little button is throbbing! Is it okay to feel this way? Am I going to break?"

The precious worry in her voice was the most erotic thing he’d ever heard.

Cassius forced himself to slow, just enough to speak clearly.

"You’re not going to break, angel. That’s a climax. Daddy’s going to make you come on his cock. Let it happen. Let Daddy feel your little pussy cream all over him. Show him how much you love him."

Maria guided Joy’s hand down between their bodies, pressing their daughter’s tiny fingers right over her own neglected clit.

"Rub yourself, sweetheart. Help Daddy push you over. It’s okay. Touch your special button while Daddy’s big penis is inside you. It’ll feel like stars."

With a cry of bewildered relief, Joy’s fingers found their target and began to rub in frantic, uncoordinated little circles.

Her inner walls instantly clamped down with a ferocity that made Cassius see flashes of light until finally—

She screamed, a high, fluting, utterly broken sound and hot liquid gushed around his shaft, soaking his groin and the sheets beneath them.

"Yes! Oh, Daddy, I’m doing it! I’m coming! Oh, I’m coming on your fat daddy cock! I love you, I love you, I love you!"

Every word was a sob, her eyes streaming tears of overwhelmed ecstasy. Cassius held still, buried to the root, letting her climax roll over and around him, feeling her body’s sacred welcome.

"Beautiful. My beautiful, perfect girl." Maria kissed her cheeks, licking away the salty tears. "You came for Daddy. You’re a natural. I’m so proud."

As the convulsions ebbed, Joy went limp and pliant beneath him, her pussy still fluttering weakly.

Cassius eased his weight down onto his elbows, framing her face with his hands, and kissed her deeply, tenderly, pouring all his paternal love into the kiss.

Her little tongue met his with shy, adoring curiosity.

"I want to try another way." He murmured against her lips. "I want to hold you. I want to see you bouncing on top of me. Maria, help us turn."

With infinite care, Maria guided Joy’s legs around Cassius’s waist, helping to roll them both so that Cassius lay on his back on the bed, Joy sprawled atop him like a little starfish, their connection never breaking.

The change in angle pressed his cock even deeper, and Joy whimpered, nuzzling into his neck.

"Oh, Daddy, now you’re even deeper. You’re tickling my heart." Her voice was drowsy, fuck-drunk, utterly content.

Cassius wrapped his arms around her back, his large hands spanning the entirety of her ribcage.

"This is called cowgirl, but you’re my little girl, aren’t you? Can you move for Daddy? Can you ride your father’s stallion cock like a good little pony?"

Joy pushed herself up on her hands, looking down at him with eyes that were pure, shining devotion.

Her hair fell in tangled waves around her face, and she bit her lower lip in concentration.

"I’ll try, Daddy. I want to be the best pony for you."

She rose experimentally, her slick channel sliding up his length until only the tip remained inside, then dropped back down with a wet plop that made them both gasp.

"Ohhh!♡~"

Maria knelt beside them on the bed, her hand stroking down Joy’s spine, over the twin dimples at the base of her back.

"That’s it, baby. Find a rhythm. Use your Daddy’s big cock to scratch that little itch deep inside you. Doesn’t it feel powerful, being on top?"

Joy bounced again, a little more confidently, her inner muscles clenching as if trying to memorize every vein and ridge.

"I can feel him everywhere! Oh, Mommy, I can’t believe I get to do this. I get to be Daddy’s little pony and ride his penis. Is my vagina doing okay? Is it making him feel good?"

She looked over her shoulder at her mother with such earnest concern that Cassius had to clench his fists in the sheets to keep from grabbing her hips and thrusting upward like a beast.

"Your pussy is doing wonderfully."

Maria assured her, and then, with a spark of delightful mischief, reached around to gently cup Cassius’s heavy balls where they were drawn up tight against his body.

"But why don’t we give Daddy a little extra treat? Joy, can you squeeze your muscles down there? Like you’re trying to stop your pee-pee?"

Joy’s brow furrowed in concentration, and a moment later her pussy clamped down on him with startling force, making Cassius groan loudly, his hips bucking up involuntarily.

"Like that?" She chirped.

"Exactly like that, you perfect little minx." He choked out.

"Now bounce and squeeze." Maria instructed, her voice a husky whisper. "Milk his big cock with your tiny little hole."

"Show Daddy how much his baby girl appreciates all his love."

Joy set to her task with the single-minded dedication of a daughter determined to please.

"Ohhh!♡~ Slap!♡~ Mmh!♡~ Slap!♡~ Aaah!♡~ Ughhh!♡~

She bounced on his cock with increasing skill, each descent accompanied by a tight, rhythmic milking that had Cassius’s eyes rolling back.

Her breasts jiggled, and she caught Maria’s eye with a delighted grin.

"Mommy, my boobies are bouncing! They’ve never bounced before! Is it pretty?"

"So pretty, darling."

Maria cooed, leaning in to capture one bouncing nipple between her lips, suckling softly as her hands roamed over both their bodies—stroking Cassius’s chest, tweaking Joy’s neglected nipple, dragging her nails lightly over Joy’s bottom.

She was the conductor of this symphony of depraved love, and she reveled in it.

Cassius, meanwhile, was drowning in sensation and emotion.

Joy was literally fucking him silly, her chatter a constant, erotic counterpart to the wet squelch of her pussy.

"Daddy, I can feel your penis all the way in my tummy button." She announced, pressing a hand to her navel. "When I go up and down, it tickles my belly from inside. Is that the tip of you?"

"That’s the tip of me, angel. The very tip of Daddy’s love, trying to kiss your bellybutton from the inside out."

His voice was strained, on the edge of breaking.

"Daddy’s getting close. Your little pony ride is making Daddy’s seed all stirred up. Where do you want it, Joy?"

"Where do you want Daddy’s love to land?"

Joy stopped bouncing, a look of profound seriousness settling on her flushed face.

She leaned forward, pressing her full chest to his broad one, and whispered directly into his ear in a secret, conspiratorial tone.

"I want it in my baby-place, Daddy. I want you to shoot your hot, sticky sperm right against my womb, where the babies are made."

"I want to keep it inside me forever and grow your love into a person."

"Please, can you? Please put a baby in your little girl’s tummy?"

The sweet, forbidden plea obliterated the last of his restraint.

With a snarl of feral possession, Cassius clamped his hands down on her hips and began to slam up into her from below, his thrusts so powerful they lifted her slight body off the bed with each impact.

"Slap!♡~Slap!♡~ Slap!♡~Slap!♡~ Nmm!"

Joy shrieked, clinging to his shoulders, her pussy clamping down in a series of rapid, ecstatic flutters as a second, smaller orgasm ripped through her.

"Daddy! Daddy! I’m coming again! Breed me, Daddy! Breed your little girl!"

"Fill my womb with your love juice!"

Maria’s voice joined the chorus, a gentle, commanding whisper in his ear as she leaned over his shoulder.

"Do it, my love. Fill our daughter with your seed. Complete the circle. Make her a woman. Make her a mother!"

She reached between their fused bodies, her nimble fingers finding Joy’s clit and pinching it lightly, while her other hand cupped Cassius’s balls and squeezed with perfect, knowing pressure.

"Ohhh!♡~ Slap!♡~ Mmh!♡~ Slap!♡~ Aaah!♡~ Ughhh!♡~

The dual assault, combined with Joy’s milking cunt and the look of absolute, trusting surrender in her eyes, was the final straw.

He felt the orgasm roll up from the base of his spine, a tsunami of pleasure so intense it was almost pain.

He drove one last, ferocious inch deeper, his glans actually notching into her cervix, and then he erupted.

"Joy! Oh, sweetheart, yes—take it, take every drop of Daddy’s love—I’m filling you, I’m making you mine, I’m putting my baby in your tummy!"

He roared and groaned and babbled, his hips jerking in spasmodic, helpless pumps as rope after thick, hot rope of potent semen flooded her deepest channel.

"Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~"

He could feel his seed splashing directly against the mouth of her womb, painting her insides with his essence.

Joy felt it too. Her eyes flew wide, her mouth dropped open in a silent, perfect ’O’ of awe.

"I can feel it! Oh, Mommy, I can feel Daddy’s sperm splashing inside me! It’s so warm, it’s like liquid love!"

"He’s making babies in my tummy, I know he is!"

Tears of unspeakable happiness streamed down her cheeks, and she dropped her head to his chest, pressing fervent, wet kisses over his heart.

Cassius kept spurting, his orgasm prolonged by the way Joy’s pussy continued to milk him, begging for every drop.

When the pulses finally subsided, he lay utterly spent, arms wrapped around his Joy’s trembling form, his softening cock still plugging her full of his seed.

Maria stroked their hair, their backs, whispering sweet soothing nothings, while feeling so glad that her father finally got the father she always wanted even though he loved her in a very special way.