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That night was n't the initiatory time he 'd stepped out of the shower to find his lovely fourteen year old daughter, Cindy, primping herself in front of the bathroom mirror. Sometimes, she 'd be wrapped in her own towel awaiting her turn, former prison term in a camisole and panties ; sometimes just a skimpy push-up bra and a thong. She 'd usually crimson, peep at his swelling putz, sometimes even wink, then either go back to her primping, or scramble out giggling. She 'd done that for a few month then, and it was getting harder for him to pick out, though null was ever said. He 'd often airstream back into the King John as she 'd exited, to desperately whack himself off and deposit a torrent of splooge in the toilet. Sometimes, he could swear he heard her giggle with gloating as he closed the room access in his mad rush. That Night, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the shower this time, he lost his breathing space in a whoosh !, as he beheld his long, thin, raw, nubile daughter bent over the sink applying mascara, her left leg straight, her right bent at the knee, her coxa slightly swaying back and Forth, her yummy puffy-nippled a-cup titties pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the swallow hole shelf, and her long, slick auburn hair draped over her left shoulder joint, trailing half way down the swallow hole storage locker, and her cherubic, aquiline face screwed-up in concentration as she applied the last lilliputian bit of her make-up. That tied it.

He toweled-off as usual, all the spell ogling, outright leering at his baby daughter 's lithe and supple figure, and feeling his stemma Begin to churn as the passion of his insistent hammer once again uprise to the social occasion. This meter, he let the towel driblet as he stepped over beside and slightly behind Cindy. If she noticed, she did n't let on, humming a tuneless bit and casually switching to her other eye.

This time he thought, would be very different, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to check himself out in the mirror, but definitely with other matter on his head. She 'd been teasing him in this way off and on for a few months now, whenever Brenda was away, and tonight, he was going to crowd her envelope, see just how far she 'd go - if she would at all. Brenda had gone to her babe 's for the weekend, and, if he could parley Cindy 's tease into more, well ... he 'd see over that time just how serious Cindy was.

If she 'd noticed him, surely she had, standing succeeding to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his destitute right helping hand and traced a fingernail down her butt cheek. THAT got her attention :"Ooooh ... Daddy 's thouchin'me, ,, ( giggle )."She did n't move, but shivered a bit. One of the reaction he 'd hoped for ... He traced his finger back up her tooshie cheek :"Ooooh, he done it again. How out or keeping ... ( more giggles ... )"“ ... any More inappropriate than you being in here naked while I 'm in the shower ?"“ I s'pose not,"Cindy cooed as he further moved his hired man to cup and gently constrict her butt face ..."Yeow ! Daddy ! That 's really inappropriate ... ( sigh, giggle )."“ I do n't see ya complainin'..."“ Nope ... but I might ... dunno yet ..."Cindy flushed in the mirror, placed both hands on the sink, sighed and giggled some more, like the xiv year old child she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her laughingstock nerve. She sighed, went down on her elbow, and closed her eyes. Bingo ! Time for the next gradation ...

He quivered in expectation as he allowed his painfully throbbing cock to graze Cindy 's give hip."Ow ! pop ! That 's really inappropriate ! Mr. Cocky is touchin'me."“ Is that a charge ?"“ Uh ... not yet ..."“ Ok then ..."... and he slowly traced his fingerbreadth down her cute stern to the stunned lips of her tumescent pussy, tracing up and down those outer lips while his cock danced up and down her left hip. Her breath now coming in poor pant, she could barely get out,"Oh God, papa ! Really, REALLY inap -- -ooooh ! -- -propriate ..."His own breath accelerated and choppy, he again queried,"ill ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingling sentience her dad 's succour brought to her swollen-headed pubescent cuze, her dear ol'dad popped his ovolo to the hilt inside her and squeezed her throbbing clit from inside and out."Oh God ! pa ! ! ! Uh ... uh ... UH ! !,"she howled as her orgasm blew off the top of her point. Her knees buckled, her breath exploded, and she collapsed on the sump, barely able to stand. He pulled his thumb, and cupped her pulsing cunny, lightly squeezing it as she began to come down."Complaints yet ?"“ Uh-Uhhhhhh ... Only if you stop ..."she breathed between her subsiding gasps.

That was all Cindy 's poor dad, with his straining, bobbing, pre-cumming cock needed to get a line as he stumbled behind her, nearly tripping over her wobbly ramification, and lined up on her throbbing, dripping pussy, and prepared to make it home. As he touched his aching penis psyche to her dripping honey hole, she involuntarily flexed her body and spread her legs just a bit wider ... He pushed the head into her warm, wet waiting maw."Whoa ! Incest, much ? Mr. Cocky is IN me ! How eldritch is that ?"Cindy teased when she felt his accounting entry."I dunno. Way I hear it, he strained, bozo fuck their daughters all the prison term. Wan na quit ?"“ Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH !"she shrieked as with four stroking he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her tight wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My daddy 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh red cent ! My pappa 's FUCKIN'ME ! !"Cindy mewled as he began his slow, steady pistoning in her beloved cave. God ! Was she tight, but no virgin, she ; he might even let to ask her about that sometime, but not now ...

Over the future minutes, Cindy came twice more, the latter a squirter, drenching both their leg as the incestuous couple continued their lurid dance over the sump in front of the lav mirror. For his own part, Catherine Howard had to await a few times at his shaft disappearing into Cindy 's puffy bitch to assure himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some other universe, reduced to babbling"Oh, daddy daddy daddy, Oh daddy dada pappa"as his intumesce member strained for just one second Sir Thomas More to hold back his own load. Finally, there was no holding back :"Oh my God, Cindy ! I 'm gon na cummmm !"“ Oh God ! NO ! Daddy ! You ca n't ! I 'll get p ..."But he was set for that. Though she squirmed mightily to get off him and away, he had her pelvic arch in a vice-like grip, and was n't about to let her go. Just one more stro ..."Oh MY screw GOD ! Uh ! Uh ! Uh !"he howled as he again bottomed-out and his geyser erupted, sending stream after stream of midst, hot incestuous tinder down his turncock communication channel and out to bang at his lovely girl 's cervical door. Dazed, his climax subsiding to sapless, unproductive thumping, he fell back against the shower envelopment, and Cindy finally broke loose, bolting out the can door for her chamber. His live on clear sight of her as her door closed was a thick gob of his dear goo running down her leg. The last affair he heard as he passed her room on the way to his own was,"Ewww ! Daddy came in me ! Ewww ?"

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