…pure desire…

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…it was as if a flash lightning had hit him when he walked past his daughter’s room as quiet as possible… almost sneaking like a thief… did he want to spy on her…? …peep on her…? …he was sort of ashamed by himself…

…then suddenly he just stood there, staring… his mouth having fallen open… like a little schoolboy, who by accident had caught a glimpse of a naked girl in the girls’ locker room… but he was fifty-seven… and she was his daughter… his own flesh and blood… he felt waves of pure desire run through his body… he closed his eyes, held his breath for a moment, desparately trying to compose himself… then he slowly opened his eyes again…

…there she was lying on her bed… in all her tempting innocence… like a painting of Michelangelo or Leonardo… but even these geniuses wouldn’t have been able to catch this beauty that offered itself to him in that very moment… he stepped closer… like this little schoolboy, that he couldn’t help to become again, actually… in a way men remain little boys for their whole life…

…what the hell was doing here…? …in his daughter’s private sphere… with his little girl sleeping naked on her bed, and her own father father leering at her like a maniac… like a voyeur… but it was a lot worse… a voyeur just wants to watch… he wanted more… her beguiling frangrant was almost heisting his senses… he knelt down in front of her… lowering his head to her womb… he could smell the irresistably womanly scent of her baby cunt… oh my god… this lovely little cunt… he must have it…

…what if he woke her up…? …but this last faint qualm vanished in his tousled thoughts like a drop of water in the ocean… his lips met the silken skin of her inner thighs… covering it with billions of kisses… hmmm… this naughty little cunt… but suddenly…

…he backed off with shock when his daughter suddenly moved… seemingly still asleep… she was sort of clearing her throat… and opened her legs wide… preseting her secret paradise to him… did she…? …was she…? …a second later his hungry mouth had entirely imposed itself on his daughter’s defenseless little pussy… he’d grabbed her waist with both hands… roughly pulling it as close as could be… shoving his tongue deep into her birth channel… grunting… shamelessly slurping… working her sensitive little clit hard… and harder… circling it faster and faster…

…he could feel little quivers run through her tender young body… then more… her sensual loins started to respond to his cruel gentleness… her breath becoming stronger… she trembled… all over… cramps getting hold of her… and then , with a throaty groan, her womb reared up… slamming her soaking wet twat against her father’s face… then sinking back into the sheets… panting… what an incredible cummie…

…he was confused… his daughter didn’t show any sign of conscience… was she pretending…? …kidding him…? …he got up slowly… looking back on the sleeping beauty… she looked even more innocent after he’d so brutally raped her in her sleep…

…he was just passing the doorstep… when a little voice came from her room…

“…daddy… that was wonderful… don’t go away…

…I want you to hold me tight… please...”

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