Eva and Father


A frigidity gust of Nox air blew into the house as Eva opened the door. Her prospicient, reddish-brown hairsbreadth whipped across her face as she stepped over the threshold and closed the door behind her. Basking in the warmth of her home, the eighteen-year-old shrugged off her coat and hung it in the W.C. by the door. With a suspiration of fill-in, she dropped her heavy bag full of books onto the floor.

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He watched as she padded through the life room in her wind cone. He gazed over her slender body, from her gently curving chest down to her firm, round ass and long legs nestled in a yoke of tight jeans. She stopped by the magnanimous white sofa, looking down at the telephone in her hired hand, and he took this moment to issue. He glided soundlessly up and with a western fence lizard, apply motion, wrapped his sleeve around her from behind.
She tensed and tried to scream, but his hand was already covering her nerve. His other deal snaked down and grabbed both of her wrists, forcing her to drop the telephone onto the sofa. The girl writhed and twine, attempting to shake open, but he only tightened his traveling bag. In fact, he was enjoying her movements - her small ass was grinding against him and heightening his rousing. Nevertheless, he leaned in closing to her head, pressing his face into the face of hers, and whispered in her ear.
'' Do n't make a sound, '' he smiled softly. He need n't said anything, though ; as soon as the girl heard his voice, she froze.
'' That 's my missy. '' He slowly removed the hand from her face and moved it down towards him. As his clothes dropped to the floor with a soft thump, the missy began to tremble. He tightened his arm around her, hugging her from rump, and he was sure she could finger his hardness pressing into her back. The man looked down and inhaled the aroma of her hair, before he removed his arm from around her and roughly pushed her over the back of the sofa.
Before the girl could react, the man placed a script on her upper back, forcing her to remain dented over the lounge, her firm ass towards him. With his other hand, he reached under her, unbuttoned her jeans, and yanked them midway down her slim legs, almost to the knee. The girl had n't made a auditory sensation, but he felt her tremble even faster as he used two fingers to attract aside her thin, bloodless panties. He hooked the midget flight strip of cloth to the side, and ran his fingers over her exposed vagina. The girl remained silent. Keeping a hand on her back, he leaned over her and slowly ran his detached helping hand down her modest back, over her firm, midget ass, and used two finger to spread her vaginal lips. He stroked in between her labia with his eye finger a few sentence, and then, he inserted the tip inside her without warning. The girl gasped, even though only half his finger was inside. The man curled and rotated his finger, rubbing the paries of her vagina. He leaned further over the girl and sighed with joy in her ear, moving his finger even faster inside her. She continued to get no interference except for tart pant and inhales. Without warning, the man shoved his entire finger's breadth inside her, forcefully hooking and twisting it around, and the girl let out a small whimper of pain. He smiled. The man quickly withdrew his finger, before plunging two more inside her. The girl gasped, and gasped again when he inserted a third. He spread his finger's breadth against her insides, forcing the walls of her vagina apart, and he began to move his fingers in and out of her, shoving them all the way in until his knuckles were against her labia, and yanking them out until only the pourboire remained inside her. The daughter began to twist against him, trying to break free.

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Eva 's thinker was filled by the pain between her legs. As the man 's fingers penetrated her over and over again, she tried to move with them to fall the agony, but it was the friction against her interior that hurt her the most. The man was curling and stretching his finger inside her. She shook her head and attempted to get him to loosen his grip, but the man kept her in an Fe hold. Suddenly, however, the man withdrew all three digit. She turned her head, but still could n't see him or what he was doing behind her. Then, she felt an tremendous press against her vagina, as it was forcefully widened to accomodate something often larger.

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The man pressed the chief of his cock against her labia and pushed forwards. He felt the missy 's vagina expand, and he forced himself inside. The girl let out a whine of torture, but he continued until his musket ball smacked against her labia. He rested inside her for a second, feeling her soused walls stretched around his eight-inch shaft, and then began to travel. He withdrew all the way until only the head was inside, and then repulse forwards until his balls were against her vaginal back talk once again. The girl began to sob as he moved faster and faster. Her tightness was driving him crazy, and it seemed even better in this berth where she was bent over with her wooden leg together. He loved the look of her smooth ramification and ass as he pounded her against the couch ; the friction between his cock and her vagina only intensified, and he felt himself approaching climax. He leaned over the female child, groaning in her ear, but she did not react. The man wrapped his arms around her chest and pulled her up off the couch, both of them standing nearly upright. His weapon were crossed against her chest, and he ran his hands over her shirt, caressing her firm breasts through the fabric ; as he began to release himself inside her, he reached up to grab her throat. With one terminal, upwards thrust, he pushed himself as mystifying inside her as he could go.

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With both of her hands at her pharynx trying to tease his grip, Eva felt the man begin to pulse inside her. Mexican valium of hot, sticky fluid coated her insides as the man groaned in her ear, his balls pressed against her labia. As he continued to blast her vaginal walls with his semen, he suddenly let go of her pharynx and pushed her back over the sofa. The sudden motion forced her hips upwards as she bent over at the shank and the head of his cock grinded against her cervix uteri. Eva gasped in pain in the neck and electrical shock as his warmly come kept spurting inside her, directly against her cervix. The man pressed against her back, and she felt his rapid breaths for a while, until they began to slow.
With his cock still inside her, the man pulled her good once again, but this clock time, he began walking her forwards. With her jeans still midway down her peg, she stumbled, but the man half-walked and half-pushed her until they were both in front of the sofa. With a enceinte sigh, the man sat down, pulling her with him. His cock was still hard, and she gasped from the friction inside her of the sudden apparent movement. Now, she was sitting in his lap, her back against his upper chest. Eva could feel the sticky warmheartedness of the come inside her, and some of it had already begun leaking out of her, even though she was still plugged by his turncock. The man began to get hold of deeper and ho-hum breaths, and she realized he was falling asleep.
'' Dad, '' she whispered. `` Let me go ! ``
Her Father stirred. `` Huh ? ``
'' I need to make dinner party ! Are n't you hungry ? ``
He sighed and took one arm from around her dresser. She tried to stomach up, but his other arm kept her pinned against him.
'' Dad ! '' Eva protested.
'' I 'll let you go, '' he promised. `` Once my gumshoe 's not laborious any more. '' He reached underneath her legs with his free hand and raised her body so only the tip of his cock was inside her. Eva felt more of her Church Father 's semen flow out of her, dripping off her labia onto his orb. He grasped his shaft and to her surprise, began stroking it. The apparent motion bounced her slightly, and she winced as the head of his cock rubbed against her vaginal mouth. Her father was groaning again as he masturbated faster and faster ; he stroked his shaft more and more forcefully and his hand began to hit her labia with each upwards stroke, each sentence eliciting a shrill gasp of bother from her. Before tenacious, she felt him explode inside her once again. The thick, hot fluid spurted against her vagina walls and her Church Father lowered her down onto his dig until he was globe cryptic once again. Eva tried to fend up, but his arms still kept her from moving.
'' Dad, let me go, '' she repeated.
'' You know it 's healthy to pee after sex, right ? '' he asked dryly.
'' Dad- '' she began to say before he covered her mouth with a hand. It was the deal he had just been using to wank himself inside his own daughter, she thought. There was some glutinous fluid on it, and she realized that it was his own semen that had dripped out of her vagina.
Eva could find his cock softening inside her, and she expected her father to let her go. Without warning, the stopcock pulsed against her insides once again. A warmly liquid was spraying her inside, she realized, but it was unlike this time. She remembered what her forefather had just said, and gasped with surprise. Her father, seemingly anticipating her protest, covered her oral fissure with his hand once again. His other arm keeping her firmly in topographic point, he groaned with pleasance as he relieved himself inside his own daughter.
The fragrance of water was drifting through the air now, and Eva shook her head in disgust. The stream of it from her father 's cock had not yet ceased inside her, but it was slowing. She could feel the dirty fluid trickling down her inside paries and mixing with the thick seed. With a final oink, her father finished spend a penny, and unraveled his arm from around her chest. He put his hands around her pelvic arch and lifted her off his cock, roughly pushing her forwards. Startled by the sudden motion and with her blue jean still halfway down her peg, Eva stumbled to her knee, putting out a small hand to violate her fall. Kneeling on the flooring in social movement of her Padre, with her panties pulled aside and a urine-semen commixture dripping in strings from her vagina, Eva wanted to cry.

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He looked at his lilliputian daughter at his base. She knelt with her denim around her knee joint, her hands on the floor, and her panties still pulled aside, displaying her beautiful, used snatch with forget me drug of his cum and puddle hanging free. There was a puddle of the yellow-white fluid on the level under her ass already, he saw. There were even a few strand of the thick-skulled mixing connecting her vaginal back talk to the puddle between her sock substructure. He could n't see her nerve, though - it was angled away from him.
'' Go make dinner party, '' he ordered her suddenly.
'' I need to modify, '' she whispered.
'' No, '' he smiled. `` Take off your denim. ``
She slowly obeyed.
'' Stand up and come here. ``
When she was standing in front of him, he stood up. She looked straight ahead, into his chest, as he towered over her. `` play around, '' he said. She turned on the spot, and he put his left script on her waist. With a flying motion, he hooked his fingers and yanked her pantie down to her knees. She shuddered, perhaps fearing that he would bend her over and admit her again. Unfortunately, he was too spent and tired to do that, but he had other plans. With his other hand, he reached into his sack and pulled out the pinko, remote-controlled vibrator. It was seven inches long and almost an inch in diam, and its curved forefront was jointed so it could spin at an angle to the rest of it. The urine-semen mixture was still dripping out of her vagina, but he did n't like ; he took the vibrator in his manus and thrust it into his daughter 's slit from behind.
He heard her gasp in blow, but before she could react, he pulled her panties back up to her ass with his left script, keeping the vibrator in stead inside her. An inch or so stuck out between her labia, so he put his helping hand flat against it and pushed upwards with all his might. There was a thick, moist, slapping phone, and he felt the vibrator slide all the way inside until his palm smacked firmly against her vaginal brim, still wet with his cum and urine. Glancing down, he could only see a hint of the pink al-Qaida, nestled in his daughter 's vagina. He let go of her scanty, and the melt off cartoon strip of material snapped into stead. He slid his veracious deal back into his pocket, fingering the remote with anticipation.
'' Go make dinner, '' he repeated. `` Right now. ''