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That nighttime was n't the 1st clip he 'd stepped out of the rain shower to find his lovely fourteen year old daughter, Cindy, primping herself in straw man of the toilet mirror. Sometimes, she 'd be wrapped in her own towel awaiting her turn, other times in a camisole and panties ; sometimes just a skimpy push-up bra and a thong. She 'd usually redden, peek at his swelling shaft, sometimes even wink, then either go back to her primping, or scurry out giggling. She 'd done that for a few months then, and it was getting harder for him to look at, though cipher was ever said. He 'd often airstream back into the john as she 'd exited, to desperately whack himself off and deposit a torrent of splooge in the toilet. Sometimes, he could verify he heard her giggle with gloating as he closed the threshold in his mad rush. That night, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the rain shower this time, he lost his breath in a whoosh !, as he beheld his long, tilt, naked, nubile daughter bent over the sinkhole applying mascara, her left leg straight, her right bent at the human knee, her hips slightly swaying back and forth, her luscious puffy-nippled a-cup titties pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the sink shelf, and her foresighted, silklike auburn hair draped over her left shoulder, trailing one-half way down the sink cabinet, and her cherubic, aquiline cheek screwed-up in concentration as she applied the concluding petty bit of her makeup. That tied it.

He toweled-off as common, all the while ogling, outright leering at his baby daughter 's lithe and supple form, and feeling his rip Begin to churn as the heat of his insistent tool once again arose to the social function. This time, he let the towel drop-off as he stepped over beside and slightly behind Cindy. If she noticed, she did n't let on, humming a tuneless man 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 things on his mind. 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 sis 's for the weekend, and, if he could parley Cindy 's vamp into more, well ... he 'd see over that sentence just how good Cindy was.

If she 'd noticed him, surely she had, standing next to her, she gave no indicant, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his devoid the right way hand and traced a fingernail down her bottom brass. THAT got her attention :"Ooooh ... papa '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 target cheek :"Ooooh, he done it again. How inappropriate ... ( more giggles ... )"“ ... any Sir Thomas More out or keeping than you being in here naked while I 'm in the exhibitioner ?"“ I s'pose not,"Cindy cooed as he further moved his helping hand to cup and gently squeeze her tail cheek ..."Yeow ! pop ! That 's really out or keeping ... ( suspiration, giggle )."“ I do n't see ya complainin'..."“ Nope ... but I might ... dunno yet ..."Cindy flushed in the mirror, placed both hands on the sump, sighed and giggled some more, like the fourteen year old small fry she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her butt cheeks. She sighed, went down on her elbows, and closed her eyes. keno ! Time for the next stride ...

He quivered in expectancy as he allowed his painfully throbbing dick to graze Cindy 's leftfield hip."Ow ! Daddy ! That 's really inappropriate ! Mr. Cocky is touchin'me."“ Is that a ill ?"“ Uh ... not yet ..."“ Ok then ..."... and he slowly traced his fingerbreadth down her cute bum to the outer backtalk of her puffy twat, tracing up and down those forbidden lips while his cock danced up and down her allow hip. Her intimation now coming in short gasp, she could barely get out,"Oh God, Daddy ! Really, REALLY inap -- -ooooh ! -- -propriate ..."His own breathing place accelerated and jerky, he again queried,"ailment ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingling wiz her dad 's ministration brought to her tumefy pubescent cuze, her love ol'dad popped his thumb to the hilt inside her and squeezed her throbbing clitoris from inside and out."Oh God ! DADDY ! ! ! Uh ... uh ... UH ! !,"she howled as her climax blew off the top of her head. Her knees buckled, her intimation exploded, and she collapsed on the sink, barely able-bodied to stand. He pulled his thumb, and cupped her pulse cunny, lightly squeezing it as she began to fare 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 pecker needed to find out as he stumbled behind her, nearly tripping over her wobbly peg, and lined up on her throbbing, dripping pussy, and prepared to take it home. As he touched his aching penis head to her dripping honey hole, she involuntarily flexed her trunk and spread her legs just a bit wider ... He pushed the principal 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 cable fuck their daughters all the time. Wan na quit ?"“ Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH !"she shrieked as with four cam stroke he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her soaked wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My daddy 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh asshole ! My daddy 's FUCKIN'ME ! !"Cindy mewled as he began his slow, unshakable pistoning in her love cave. God ! Was she tight, but no Virgo, she ; he might even consume to ask her about that sometime, but not now ...

Over the next minutes, Cindy came twice more, the latter a squirter, drenching both their leg as the incestuous duo continued their shocking dance over the sink in front man of the john mirror. For his own part, Catherine Howard had to look a few times at his cock disappearing into Cindy 's puffy cunt to assure himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some other cosmos, reduced to babbling"Oh, daddy daddy daddy, Oh daddy daddy dad"as his conceited phallus strained for just one arcminute More to maintain back his own incumbrance. 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 ready for that. Though she squirmed mightily to get off him and away, he had her hips in a vice-like suitcase, and was n't about to let her go. Just one more stro ..."Oh MY fucking GOD ! Uh ! Uh ! Uh !"he howled as he again bottomed-out and his geyser erupted, sending stream after stream of thick, hot incestuous heart down his cock epithelial duct and out to make out at his lovely daughter 's cervical door. Dazed, his coming subsiding to weak, unproductive thumping, he fell back against the exhibitioner enclosure, and Cindy finally broke loose, bolting out the lav door for her bedroom. His finish sort out slew of her as her door closed was a thick gob of his love 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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