Avery nodded in acknowledgment of his experience comment, as if she didn't know that. She probably knew it better than anybody, god knows how many times she had tried to find somebody her own age to satisfy her and been left wanting so badly that only her father could make it better. That's basically how her virginity was taken, she was sixteen and after a heavy make out session the boy had creamed his pants, leaving her achey. Avery had come home, and having always been open about sexual matters to her father, told him what was ailing her. Ever the fixer upper, he had taken care of her.<br/><br/>As his teeth sunk in, Avery whimpered out, knowing that the imprint would be there for a good couple of days.<strong>"Daddy, you're not old. Though romping with you beats jogging any day."</strong>As if to prove this, her legs tightened considerably around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her. Her face nestled in the crook of his neck, moans and gasps coming more frequently now. Avery's nails bit into the countertop, and her lip pulled between her teeth. Anybody who knew her tells would know that she was on the verge of a powerful orgasm. Her cunt gripped around his cock, tighter, if that was even possible as she hovered just on the precipice.