Daddy was just there, sleeping. Jenny pulled his pants down slowly, trying not to wake him, and noticed he wasn't wearing underwear. She grinned. It would be tough to take it off, and she wanted to surprise him. She hoped he liked the surprise. Her cock was standing rigidly at attention as she stared at his little slit which used to be hers, and she gingerly parted the lips with her fingers, touching it as if it was foreign and hadn't been hers a few weeks ago. It seemed so tiny now, compared to her huge appendage and even to her sack.
The time for admiring it was over. She eagerly plunged in, shoving as much of her cock as she could into that eager waiting mouth below. Time slowed nearly to a stop as she pumped her hips in and out of him, and he lay there, crying and pleading with her to stop - though she heard it as "More! I want more!"
Nothing mattered anymore but her cock wonderfully filling Daddy's little pussy - another word she'd learned - and pumping, milking herself and him for all they were worth, as he squeezed on her dick and she stretched him as widely as he would go. This seemed to go on for endless marvelous hours before she finally came inside him and withdrew, and looked at the cum and blood dribbling out of him. She'd heard that girls - her Daddy was a girl now, she said to herself and giggled aloud - bled their first time. Her arms wrapped as much around him as they could as she just laid there, on top of his waist and crotch, and went to sleep, finally satisfied, for now.
