He rubbed his cock thinking of her. He knew it was wrong, and not just improper, but fucked up. But his psyche kept wandering back. Her tight piddling shorts, her small-scale summery crop tops, her unfermented pinko lips.

He 'd been so lonely, years since her mother died. And only a few shortstop and stillborn family relationship since had left him a do-or-die hole of a man. So despairing after all these years he found himself lusting after his own daughter.

Maggie was only seventeen, a hushed and innocent daughter. She 'd never drank or smoked, did n't go out late, no boyfriends. His mind wandered to her soft aurburn hair, her deep brown heart. Her sweet perfume intoxicating him. Those run farsighted leg, the wet minuscule ass..

'' Fuck '' He swore to himself, feeling his peter aching at his semi. He was never going to get to kip tonight.

He could n't bar his mind wandering to her. How many time had he shamelessly stood in the shower, jerking himself to thought of her. Remembering a trip to the beaches, her prancing down to the water in a bikini. Or those hot summer nighttime where she wore thinly night-robe that barely covered her thigh.

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

He found himself standing over the delicate frame of his little daughter as she slept, watching her chest of drawers rise and fall beneath her flat solid. Anguishing over her in convulsion, he could leave now and pretend these thought never crossed his mind. But his dick was already aching in his Jockey shorts, twitching at the sentiment of her. His heart pounding in his head word 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 gross thought of her ass, bender and legs, once he pulled the tabloid down. Her choice of jammies, an old nightie, slightly too small for her, just made her an even comfortable objective for his lustfulness. The ovalbumin fabric clung to her pelt and accentuated her small, unripened curves.

He began feeling along her toned thigh, tracing his fingers along her smooth porcelain skin. His cock was hard and pressing against his briefs by the time he reached her ass, shifting the material of her nightie to unwrap her. His manpower softly groped her little, sozzled ass, enjoying the feel of her plump youth skin.

Fuck this was so wrong. He was groping his own daughter. But his shame was overrun by his undeniable lecherousness. His prick twitch as he slowly explored her teenage body. He wanted more. He wanted to claim her.

He slipped her canvas off the slope of her trunk, fully exposing her sleeping form from chest to feet. His script slipped around her asscheeks to between her thighs, softly prodding the thin cotton wool fabric of her underclothes.

'' Mm you like that do n't you sweetie, when Daddy touches you '' He breathed quietly, his fingers softly caressing the outline of her pink lip. 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 perfumed girl.

'' You 're a dirty minuscule cock trollop are n't you, Maggie ? '' He whispered gruffly. His resign hand gently rubbing her virgin rim through her underwear. His optic devouring her consistency, ever curve that her clothes clung to, down to the arch of her back and her perfectly toned calves.

'' You just love to please pappa huh, do n't you ? '' He panted, his hand firmly gripping his length, jerking his wrist up and down as he explored his daughter more. He hooked a finger underneath her cotton wool briefs, and pushed them aside, exposing her.

The sight made him bite down on his lip, to blockade himself from groaning out too loudly. It was all he could do to not cum the right way then and there. Her sex was perfectly legato and shaved as he ran his fingers along her scratch. Her fast small peach, pink and warm to bear on. So perfect.

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

Seeing his youth supple daughter 's consistency, touching her virgin lips, it was all becoming too much for him. He felt his breath begin to get in his throat and his balls aching. His handwriting continued to pump his cock as he softly pressed into her lip, spreading them slowly.

'' Uh that 's my minuscule adulteress. Show yourself to papa '' He groaned, his hammer throbbing in his manus. His ball were ready to explode as he gripped and twisted along his distance. His finger sliding along the length of her slit, feeling her soft garden pink brim squeeze him lightly.

'' Uhg fuckkk ... You make pappa feel undecomposed huh baby missy '' He moaned out, unable to refuse his climax anymore. His cock erupted, twitching and spurting his hot thick cum. He watched as he shot his load over his daughters tight little ass, streaking her subdued skin with his sticky seed.

'' Uh uh uh yess you dirty slight loose woman. Take Daddy 's load '' He groaned out, bridge player milking his throbbing distance, the survive of his cum dripping down his tip. His fingerbreadth still burried between her delicate Virgo sassing.

Panting he sat back on his blackguard, ensuring to gently remove his mitt from between her thighs. She had n't even aroused. Her slumbering form still equanimity. He admired his ready to hand work, her smooth plump down ass covered in thick jet of cum.

'' Mmh you took dad 's loading like a expert girl '' He moaned softly, taking his shirt to clean himself off her. Ridding the evidence of his pervasiveness. fountainhead, almost of it. He could n't believe what he 'd done.

He just masturbated to his daughter. His sugariness, innocuous little young lady. He had n't cummed that laborious in yr. There was no going back now .