Pa 'S Little Secret


Fantasy, Masturbation
He rubbed his pecker thinking of her. He knew it was faulty, and not just wrongfulness, but fucked up. But his judgment kept wandering back. Her fast lilliputian shorts, her small summery crop tops, her sweet pink lips.

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

Maggie was only seventeen, a quiet and innocuous girl. She 'd never drank or smoked, did n't go out late, no young man. His mind wandered to her subdued aurburn hair, her deep brown center. Her sweet-smelling aromatise intoxicating him. Those lean long legs, the tight piffling ass..

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

He could n't stop his mind wandering to her. How many times had he shamelessly stood in the shower, jerking himself to thoughts of her. Remembering a head trip to the beaches, her prancing down to the water in a Bikini. Or those hot summer nights where she wore slim nightgowns that barely covered her thigh.

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

He found himself standing over the delicate frame of his piddling female child as she slept, watching her bureau rise and evenfall beneath her shroud. Anguishing over her in hullabaloo, he could go forth now and pretend these mentation never crossed his mind. But his peter was already aching in his briefs, twitching at the idea of her. His warmness throb in his head and his mouth dry with excitement.

He gently slipped his hand under her sheets. Grateful that she was lying on her side facing away. It gave him the perfect opinion of her ass, curved shape and legs, once he pulled the sheet down. Her choice of pyjama, an old night-robe, slightly too pocket-size for her, just made her an even gentle quarry for his lecherousness. The white framework clung to her hide and accentuated her modest, green curves.

He began feeling along her intone thighs, tracing his fingers along her smooth porcelain cutis. His peter was hard and pressing against his briefs by the time he reached her ass, shifting the material of her night-robe to peril her. His hands softly groped her minor, cockeyed ass, enjoying the feel of her plump Edward Young skin.

Fuck this was so wrong. He was groping his own daughter. But his pity was overrun by his undeniable lust. His cock vellication as he slowly explored her teenage eubstance. He wanted more. He wanted to claim her.

He slipped her sail off the side of her soundbox, fully exposing her sleeping word form from chest to feet. His hand slipped around her asscheeks to between her thighs, softly prodding the tenuous cotton plant fabric of her underwear.

'' Mm you like that do n't you sweetie, when pop touches you '' He breathed quietly, his fingers softly caressing the outline of her pinko lips. He could n't jib anymore. One mitt reaching into his briefs and grasping his hard, throbbing turncock. He already had precum glistening on his tip as he began to stroke himself. Imagining all the things he 'd do to her, his odorous cherubic daughter.

'' You 're a dirty lilliputian cock slut are n't you, Maggie ? '' He whispered gruffly. His free hand gently rubbing her Virgo lips through her underwear. His middle devouring her torso, 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 length, jerking his carpus up and down as he explored his daughter more. He hooked a finger underneath her cotton briefs, and pushed them aside, exposing her.

The sight made him burn down on his lip, to check himself from groaning out too loudly. It was all he could do to not cum right then and there. Her sex was perfectly bland and shaved as he ran his finger along her slit. Her tight little yellowish pink, pinko and warm to touch. So perfect.

'' Saving yourself for Daddy 's cock are n't you ? Such a honorable little girl '' He gruffly whispered, his breathing becoming short and sharp. He could barely contain himself as he jerked his cock over and over. Standing stooped above his daughter, his marrow only centimetres from her sleeping form.

Seeing his Danton True Young supple daughter 's soundbox, touching her virgin lips, it was all becoming too often for him. He felt his intimation Begin to enamor in his throat and his balls ache. His hand continued to pump his dick as he softly pressed into her mouth, spreading them slowly.

'' Uh that 's my little fornicatress. Show yourself to Daddy '' He groaned, his dick throbbing in his hand. His balls were ready to burst as he gripped and twisted along his length. His finger sliding along the length of her twat, feeling her easygoing knock lips squeeze him lightly.

'' Uhg fuckkk ... You make Daddy feel thoroughly huh infant young woman '' He moaned out, unable to resist his coming anymore. His dick erupted, twitching and spurting his hot thick cum. He watched as he shot his load over his daughters tight little ass, streaking her gentle skin with his glutinous seed.

'' Uh uh uh yess you dirty trivial slut. Take dad 's load '' He groaned out, hand milking his throbbing distance, the last of his cum dripping down his tip. His finger still burried between her gentle virgin lips.

Panting he sat back on his heels, ensuring to gently remove his hired man from between her thighs. She had n't even stirred. Her slumbering form still tranquillize. He admired his William Christopher Handy body of work, her smooth plonk ass covered in thick spurts of cum.

'' Mmh you took papa 's lading like a serious girl '' He moaned softly, taking his shirt to pick himself off her. Ridding the evidence of his pervasiveness. fountainhead, most of it. He could n't trust what he 'd done.

He just masturbated to his daughter. His sweet, innocent piffling daughter. He had n't cummed that hard in years. There was no going back now .
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