Rissa began to rock her hips, grinding her pussy lips against his cock. "Yeah, no shit. Right when we were getting to the good part this morning too... I've been dying all day." She reached down to wrap her hand around his hard cock, her fingers not completely touching eachother as she guided him into her core. A primal groan was let out at the mixed sensation of her dad biting her neck, and the sudden fullness of her cunt.<br/><br/>She began to ride him, using her hands on his shoulders as leverage. If you were within a good three yards you could hear her breathy moans and needy sounds, as well as the smacking of her plump but firm ass coming down on his legs. She pressed her forehead to his, showing him with her eyes how much he turned her on, as if the wetness dripping down onto his balls wasn't an indication.