Ginny was so caught up in the feeling of Bill slamming into her that she didn't notice the bed shifting under her father's weight. It was his voice that caused her brown eyes to snap open. Panic filled her, realizing that she'd been caught. There was no way to explain away what was happening in her bedroom. Not with Bill grunting with each thrust and the sounds and sight of his cock driving into her over and over.

But then, Arthur didn't seem upset. He was holding his cock in front of her mouth, thick and full in his head. Ginny whimpered a little, still worried about the trouble she was going to face. "It's alright, Ginny," Arthur reassured his daughter. "I won't tell Mum, just open up for me." Looking over her shoulder at Bill, she saw her brother's lips curl into a smirk. If he didn't want her to do as she was told he would've said so, surely. Ginny looked back up at her father. She'd made her way through every brother, but had never really considered her father. He was a good man, a kind man. And right now he was a man who was very hard and willingly.

Ginny couldn't resist him.

Parting her pink, swollen lips, Ginny leaned over and took her father's cock into her mouth. She moaned at the taste of him, at the heaviness on her tongue, the wrongness of it all. This was the cock that had created her and now she was sucking it slowly while her brother fucked her wildly in the same bed. She was going to hell. But, fuck, it was worth it. She moaned as her father began to thrust into her mouth, one of his hands coming down to rest on the back of her hair, holding her still. "That's it, babygirl," he moaned to her. "Just like that, such a good girl."

Bill couldn't blame his father for giving in. Ginny was irresistible. And he couldn't deny his father a chance with their prized whore. He'd created her, after all. Bill flashed his father a wolfish grin, their thrusts and cocks keeping Ginny full and quiet. Her moans of pleasure were muffled by her father's dick in her mouth. Bill pulled a hand back and smacked his sister's ass, watching as the soft pale bum jiggled lightly.

"Going to come in her mouth, Dad," he groaned. "She's good at swallowing, just ask Ron." Arthur quickly realized that he was the last of the Weasley men to have a turn with Ginny. "Should've known," he grunted. "You boys never liked to share your toys with me. Fuck… I'm.. close." Grabbing Ginny's hair, Arthur shoved his cock deeper into his daughter's throat, crying out as he released his seed into her wanting mouth. He was a bad man, he told himself, but he couldn't deny it was the hardest he'd come in a few decades. Sex with his wife wasn't anywhere this wild and hadn't been for many years.

Pulling his cock from her mouth, Arthur slumped on the bed next to them, spent. He wasn't as young as he used to be. But he was going to see the rest of this. "Scream for him, baby. Daddy wants to see what a little whore you are."