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That night was n't the first prison term he 'd stepped out of the shower to find his lovely fourteen yr old girl, Cindy, primping herself in nominal head of the toilet mirror. Sometimes, she 'd be wrapped in her own towel awaiting her turn, former sentence in a camisole and panties ; sometimes just a skimpy push-up bra and a G-string. She 'd usually flush, peek at his swelling cock, sometimes even wink, then either go back to her primping, or scuttle out giggling. She 'd done that for a few calendar month then, and it was getting harder for him to take, though zero was ever said. He 'd often race back into the John as she 'd exited, to desperately wham himself off and deposit a flood of splooge in the toilet. Sometimes, he could bank he heard her giggle with mirth as he closed the door in his mad bang. That Night, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the shower this fourth dimension, he lost his breathing spell in a swoosh !, as he beheld his long, lean, naked, marriageable girl bent over the swallow hole applying mascara, her left leg straight, her right hand bent at the genu, her hip joint slightly swaying back and forth, her delectable puffy-nippled a-cup breast pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the cesspit shelf, and her long, silky auburn hair's-breadth draped over her left shoulder, trailing one-half way down the sink locker, and her cherubic, aquiline case screwed-up in concentration as she applied the last little bit of her physical composition. That tied it.

He toweled-off as usual, all the piece ogling, outright leering at his baby daughter 's lithe and svelte form, and feeling his blood Menachem Begin to boil as the heat of his insistent turncock once again uprise to the occasion. This clock time, he let the towel drop curtain as he stepped over beside and slightly behind Cindy. If she noticed, she did n't let on, humming a unmelodious musical composition and casually switching to her other eye.

This clock time he thought, would be very different, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to check himself out in the mirror, but definitely with early things on his thinker. She 'd been teasing him in this way off and on for a few calendar month now, whenever Brenda was away, and tonight, he was going to push her gasbag, see just how far she 'd go - if she would at all. Brenda had gone to her sister 's for the weekend, and, if he could parley Cindy 's minx into more, well ... he 'd see over that time just how grave Cindy was.

If she 'd noticed him, surely she had, standing adjacent to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his free right hand and traced a fingernail down her butt buttock. THAT got her attention :"Ooooh ... daddy 's thouchin'me, ,, ( giggle )."She did n't move, but shivered a bit. One of the responses he 'd hoped for ... He traced his finger back up her butt cheek :"Ooooh, he done it again. How inappropriate ... ( more giggles ... )"“ ... any more inappropriate than you being in here naked while I 'm in the exhibitor ?"“ I s'pose not,"Cindy cooed as he further moved his paw to cup and gently squeeze her butt face ..."Yeow ! pop ! 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 cesspool, sighed and giggled some more, like the 14 year old baby she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her butt impertinence. She sighed, went down on her cubital joint, and closed her eye. Bingo ! Time for the next step ...

He quivered in prevision as he allowed his painfully throbbing cock to graze Cindy 's provide hip."Ow ! Daddy ! That 's really out or keeping ! Mr. Cocky is touchin'me."“ Is that a ill ?"“ Uh ... not yet ..."“ Ok then ..."... and he slowly traced his fingerbreadth down her cute fundament to the outer sass of her intumescent kitty-cat, tracing up and down those outer lips while his dick danced up and down her odd hip. Her breathing space now coming in shortsighted gasps, she could barely get out,"Oh God, pop ! Really, REALLY inap -- -ooooh ! -- -propriate ..."His own breath accelerated and jerky, he again queried,"ill ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingling maven her dad 's ministrations brought to her swollen pubescent cuze, her dear ol'dad popped his thumb to the hilt inside her and squeezed her throbbing clit from inside and out."Oh God ! DADDY ! ! ! Uh ... uh ... UH ! !,"she howled as her climax blew off the top of her head. Her genu buckled, her breath exploded, and she collapsed on the sink, barely able-bodied to remain firm. 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 listen as he stumbled behind her, nearly tripping over her wonky legs, and lined up on her throbbing, dripping pussy, and prepared to acquire it home. As he touched his aching penis head to her dripping honey muddle, she involuntarily flexed her body and spread her legs just a bit wider ... He pushed the head into her warm, wet waiting hole."Whoa ! Incest, much ? Mr. Cocky is IN me ! How weird is that ?"Cindy teased when she felt his entry."I dunno. Way I hear it, he strained, Guy fuck their daughter all the time. Wan na quit ?"“ Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH !"she shrieked as with four strokes he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her smashed wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My daddy 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh son of a bitch ! My dad 's FUCKIN'ME ! !"Cindy mewled as he began his slow, steady pistoning in her love cave. God ! Was she tight, but no virgin, she ; he might even have to ask her about that sometime, but not now ...

Over the succeeding moment, Cindy came twice more, the latter a water pistol, drenching both their legs as the incestuous twosome continued their lurid dance over the swallow hole in straw man of the bathroom mirror. For his own part, Howard had to front a few times at his putz disappearing into Cindy 's puffy twat to insure himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some other macrocosm, reduced to babbling"Oh, daddy pa daddy, Oh daddy dada dad"as his swell up member strained for just one minute more to hold back his own onus. 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 fix 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 Sir Thomas More stro ..."Oh MY FUCKING GOD ! Uh ! Uh ! Uh !"he howled as he again bottomed-out and his geyser erupted, sending stream after watercourse of thick, hot incestuous spunk down his pecker channel and out to have sex at his cover girl daughter 's cervical door. Dazed, his orgasm subsiding to weak, unproductive thump, he fell back against the shower inclosure, and Cindy finally broke loose, bolting out the bath door for her chamber. His last clear sight of her as her room access closed was a thick gob of his lovemaking goo running down her leg. The last thing he heard as he passed her room on the way to his own was,"Ewww ! dada came in me ! Ewww ?"

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