Henry’s head was spinning, trying to remember exactly how he’d gotten here. He needed to stand up, to right himself. But he quickly found that he couldn’t move even if he wanted to. And to add to the list of Henry’s questions; Did he want to move?
Jennifer sat atop him, the hem of the black and white dress she was wearing draped over his midriff, her knees were bent, sinking into the bed as her finger traced down his sternum. His daughter bucked her hips, writhing against him as he groaned out loud. His cock trapped beneath her, tortured by the weight she applied. “Mhmm~ To think Jess has been keeping this all to herself. So rude…” She teased, her eyes scanning up and down her father's erect bull cock. She leaned forward as her hair fell from behind her ears, coating part of her face. Her fingers planted themselves on the bed as she pushed backwards, dragging herself down Henry’s body until her head was level with the tip of his shaft. Her mouth hung open, saliva drooling from her tongue and dripping onto the bulbous head below.
Jennifer licked her lips hungrily, her tongue darting outwards before it finally made contact, lapping up the salty precum that adorned his tip. “You taste… Amazing” Jennifer groaned. Already the dress that she wore was becoming constricted, the front tented with the outline of her equine shaft. Jennifer leaned back in, taking another long taste of his flesh before she gripped it with two hands, lifting up his throbbing cock before taking it in her mouth,her face twitching and creaking as it stretched outwards, the beginning of a muzzle was forming. Her tongue danced across his length, taking on a new length as it quickly grew to fill Jennifer's wider jaw. Henry pushed his head backwards in pleasure, the simple questions he was trying to grasp seemed to melt away, the whole scene was too distracting, the sensation too intoxicating.
“Since I changed… There’s one thing I’ve been craving… And you’re the only who can give it to me…” Jennifer cooed, lifting her body up off of Henry's cock as she fumbled with her dress, pulling it up and over her head to reveal her naked form beneath. Her own shaft sprang free, shaking against its own weight. Henry’s eyes grew wide, finding it hard to deny it’s majesty.. “A real man’s touch… A real Man’s cock~” His daughter teased further, inching her body towards Henry, her cock bobbing up and down intoxicatingly.
Confusion clouded Henry’s mind as his eyes affixed themselves to the distinctly masculine organ, a stark contrast to the feminine frame upon which it was attached. Jennifer pushed herself further across his shaft, trying her best to reach the tip of Henry’s own cock, but sliding her cock closer to Henry’s face in the process. It was getting closer, so close now he could practically reach out with his tongue and lick it…