He rubbed his cock thought process of her. He knew it was improper, and not just wrong, but fucked up. But his intellect kept wandering back. Her pissed little shorts, her humble summery craw tops, her sweet knock lips.

He 'd been so lonely, year since her mother died. And only a few dead and abortive relationships since had left him a desperate mess of a man. So despairing after all these years he found himself lusting after his own daughter.

Maggie was only seventeen, a quiet and innocent lady friend. She 'd never drank or smoked, did n't go out late, no boyfriends. His mind wandered to her soft aurburn pilus, her deep John Brown eyes. Her sweet aromatize intoxicating him. Those tilt longsighted branch, the tight little ass..

'' Fuck '' He swore to himself, feeling his pecker ache at his semi. He was never going to get to sleep tonight.

He could n't break off his mind roving to her. How many times had he shamelessly stood in the shower, jerking himself to thoughts of her. Remembering a trip to the beaches, her prancing down to the water in a bikini. Or those hot summertime night where she wore sparse nightgown that barely covered her thighs.

All these things she did, without realising her own father was wishing he could use that lilliputian body of hers. But tonight, he wanted more. Wanking himself to the images of her in his school principal, just was n't enough. Did he dare to ? Would he bend that low ?

He found himself standing over the delicate frame of his trivial girl as she slept, watching her breast rise and drop beneath her plane. Anguishing over her in upheaval, he could go away now and make these thoughts never crossed his mind. But his cock was already aching in his legal brief, twitching at the sentiment of her. His essence pounding in his headway and his mouth dry with excitement.

He gently slipped his mitt under her canvas. Grateful that she was lying on her face facing away. It gave him the unadulterated scene of her ass, curves and legs, once he pulled the rag down. Her choice of pyjamas, an old nightie, slightly too small for her, just made her an even easier target area for his luxuria. The white cloth clung to her tegument and accentuated her little, immature curves.

He began feeling along her toned second joint, tracing his digit along her smooth porcelain skin. His stopcock was tough and pressing against his briefs by the time he reached her ass, shifting the fabric of her nightie to expose her. His work force softly groped her pocket-sized, smashed ass, enjoying the feeling of her plump young skin.

fuck this was so legal injury. He was groping his own girl. But his shame was overrun by his undeniable lust. His cock twitching as he slowly explored her teenage body. He wanted more. He wanted to lay claim her.

He slipped her sheets off the slope of her body, fully exposing her sleeping form from chest to feet. His hired man slipped around her asscheeks to between her thigh, softly prodding the dilute cotton fiber fabric of her underclothes.

'' Mm you like that do n't you sweetie, when Daddy touches you '' He breathed quietly, his fingerbreadth softly caressing the scheme of her pink backtalk. He could n't resist anymore. One hand reaching into his briefs and grasping his hard, throbbing cock. He already had precum glistening on his tip as he began to stroke himself. Imagining all the things he 'd do to her, his sweet sweet daughter.

'' You 're a dirty little cock slut are n't you, Maggie ? '' He whispered gruffly. His free hand gently rubbing her virgin rim through her underwear. His eyes devouring her consistence, ever curve that her apparel clung to, down to the arch of her back and her perfectly toned calves.

'' You just love to please Daddy huh, do n't you ? '' He panted, his hand firmly gripping his duration, jerking his articulatio radiocarpea up and down as he explored his daughter more. He hooked a fingerbreadth underneath her cotton briefs, and pushed them aside, exposing her.

The sight made him bite down on his lip, to stop over himself from groaning out too loudly. It was all he could do to not cum right then and there. Her sex was perfectly unruffled and shaved as he ran his finger's breadth along her slit. Her tight little peach, garden pink and warm to bear upon. So perfect.

'' Saving yourself for daddy 's hammer are n't you ? Such a upright little missy '' He gruffly whispered, his breathing becoming short and shrewd. He could barely contain himself as he jerked his cock over and over. Standing stooped above his girl, his pith only centimetres from her sleeping form.

Seeing his Whitney Moore Young Jr. sylphlike daughter 's organic structure, touching her Virgin lip, it was all becoming too much for him. He felt his breathing time Menachem Begin to catch in his throat and his balls ache. His hand continued to pump his rooster as he softly pressed into her lips, spreading them slowly.

'' Uh that 's my little strumpet. Show yourself to Daddy '' He groaned, his cock pounding in his handwriting. His balls were ready to bristle as he gripped and twisted along his duration. His digit sliding along the length of her snatch, feeling her soft pink backtalk squeeze him lightly.

'' Uhg fuckkk ... You make papa feel skillful huh baby miss '' He moaned out, ineffective to resist his culmination anymore. His turncock erupted, twitching and spurting his hot thick cum. He watched as he shot his load over his daughters tight slight ass, streaking her soft peel with his sticky seed.

'' Uh uh uh yess you dirty piffling slut. claim Daddy 's load '' He groaned out, hand milking his throbbing duration, the last of his cum dripping down his tip. His digit still burried between her soft virgin lips.

Panting he sat back on his heels, ensuring to gently remove his hand from between her second joint. She had n't even put forward. Her slumbering form still equanimity. He admired his W. C. Handy work, her smooth embonpoint ass covered in thick spurts of cum.

'' Mmh you took Daddy 's load like a good girl '' He moaned softly, taking his shirt to pick himself off her. Ridding the evidence of his pervasiveness. Well, nearly of it. He could n't believe what he 'd done.

He just masturbated to his girl. His sugariness, innocent small female child. He had n't cummed that hard in class. There was no going back now .