Yan Qian didn't have to look at her and knew how lewd her posture was at this time.
The chair was put down, she lay flat on it, her clothes rolled to her chest, her breasts were exposed to the air, and her breasts were full of saliva traces left by her father after she licked and sucked. It was wet, her areola turned dark red, her nipples were congested, and she became swollen.
My father also licked the lower abdomen and navel, and the water stains were beautiful and lewd.
The school uniform pants were pulled to the base of the thighs, revealing the white pure cotton underwear, and the middle was bulging, and thick black pubic hair could be vaguely seen.
Yan Qian's body was trembling slightly. She was both afraid and expectant, afraid that her father would even take off her underwear, and hoped that her father could do more excessive things to her.
My mother's phone call really stimulated her. At this time, she was a little self-deprecating. She even thought darkly: snatch dad and let him be her only one.
Maybe dad could see it too, but he didn't say anything, just licking her body more gently.
The warm lips and tongue licked the slit of her pussy through her underwear, poked the tip of her tongue in, and made a gap in the middle of the fabric, which looked like the shape of her vagina, and it looked small and lewd.
Yan Qian was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, so she could only raise her arm and press it on her eyes, asking herself not to look at it.
But even if you don't look at it, it still feels obvious.
Dad's tongue poked inward along the gap little by little. After touching her clitoris, his tongue was pressed against the fabric and finely ground it on the clitoris, making her clitoris hot and itchy, and her pussy contracted quickly.
Well...Ah... Even if I bit my lower lip, I still couldn't stop my soft humming.
It was so comfortable. Just thinking that it was her father lying between her legs and licking her pussy through her underwear, she was about to have a psychological orgasm.
Who would have thought that Professor Yan, who was cold and abstinent, would lie between his daughter's legs and lick his daughter's pussy in a vulgar way. If he said this, no one would believe it.
Yan Qian was even a little happy because she might be the only one who could see such a pornographic father.
Yan Qichi licked his daughter's clitoris with his lips and tongue, and then licked down the vagina along the slit to the mouth of his daughter's flower hole. The slightly fishy and sexy aura made him more and more lustful. The genitals in his crotch had already become erect, which made him feel even more painful. He had to unbutton his pants, release the hard guy, hold it in his hand and stroke it quickly.
Yan Qian only felt that there was an electric current on her waist, her whole body was numb, and the pleasure surged up one after another, making her twist her waist and hips unbearably, wanting to pursue greater stimulation.
Well... Dad... She whispered, as if begging for mercy, and as if asking for help. As her waist and hips twisted, the two big breasts on her chest also swayed slightly, shaking out a wave of lewd breasts.
As if he understood her reaction, Yan Qichi's tongue pushed hard at the entrance of her flower hole, making the thin underwear sink in, and then his tongue quickly fucked in and out in the concave hole.
The green flower hole had never been treated so stimulatingly. Yan Qian's body trembled violently, twisting her waist unbearably, as if she wanted to avoid it, and more like she was catering to her, wanting her father to lick it deeper.
At the moment of orgasm, countless sparks seemed to explode in front of her eyes, making her feel dazzled.
She was drowsy and didn't know when her pants were put on. She only knew that her father leaned over and half pressed on her body, lowered his head to kiss her, and her hand was taken to help him stroke the hot and hard genitals.
Yan Qian's cheeks were hot, she turned her face and refused to kiss him, muttering in a low voice: It smells good.
Yan Qichi couldn't allow her to refuse, so he reached out to pinch her chin and kissed her hard.
As his lips and tongue were intertwined, Yan Qichi quickly thrust his waist and ejaculated thick semen on his daughter's hands.
When the two returned home, the heavy rain had turned into drizzle. The villa was brightly lit. Zhao Tian had already decorated the house with various flowers and decorations hanging all over most parts of the house.
It can be seen that she is really preparing carefully.
Seeing Yan Qichi walk in, she trotted to meet him, tiptoed to put her arms around his neck, and kissed him heavily on the cheek in front of her daughter and son.
Because her movements were too fast, Yan Qichi couldn't avoid them for a while and asked her to kiss her.
Yan Qian was feeling a little heavy when she walked in. Although she was doing the most lewd things with her father not long ago, looking at the scene in front of her, she had to realize clearly that her father was not exclusive to her. He was her father, but also her mother's husband. Today is the 17th anniversary of his and her mother's marriage.
No matter what their relationship is, they have been together for 17 years, and may be even longer in the future.
Thinking of this, Yan Qian's heart immediately became heavy.
She wanted to hide and didn't want to continue seeing these, but when she passed by Zhao Tian, she stopped her. Why are you going?It's time to have a meal.
I want to take a shower first.She said.
Go and wash after eating. Do you want the family to wait for you?Zhao Tian said in a mean tone.
Yan Qian really wanted to say: I won’t eat anymore, you can have enough food for your family of three!
But in the end she just pursed her lips and held back.
But my father, who was standing aside, said: Let her go and wash, it was raining at the school gate just now.
Zhao Tian’s smile faded and said: Am I afraid that the food will get cold?You guys came back late, and I've already heated up the meal.
But Yan Qichi had already spoken, and Zhao Tian couldn't stop Yan Qian anymore, so he asked her to go upstairs to wash.
Yan Qian didn't delay, and after taking a shower, she soon returned to the restaurant.
Yan Qian ate this dinner very silently. She had known before that today was a special day and prepared birthday gifts for her father in advance, but when she saw the birthday gifts given to her mother by her father, she became even more silent.
My mother gave me a brand-name tie.
The gift Yan Qian prepared was also a tie, which was bought with her own pocket money, not a expensive brand.
So until the end, she didn't take out the gift.
After dinner, Yan Qian went back to her room to do her homework. As for how to celebrate downstairs, it seemed that it had nothing to do with her. My mother might not want to see her present.
She threw the gift box on the desk into the drawer, took out the homework, and started to do it seriously.
She studied until 11 o'clock in the evening. Yan Qian rubbed her sore eyes, packed up the table and prepared to brush her teeth to sleep. As soon as she got up, she heard the door being knocked. She was stunned for a few seconds before walking over to open the door.
Yan Qichi, who had just taken a shower outside the door and was wearing a bathrobe, was still dripping with water on the ends of his hair, looking refreshing and casual.
Seeing her open the door, he said nothing, but just stretched out his hand to her with his palm facing up.
Yan Qian was a little stunned and didn't understand what he meant.
Seeing that she was slow to react, Yan Qichi could only speak: Where is the gift?
Yan Qian pinched the door handle tightly, looked at her, and whispered: I was not prepared.
Yan Qichi looked straight at her, as if he could see through her thoughts and said: I don’t believe it.
Yan Qian pursed her lips a little annoyed, looked up at him, and a few seconds later, she turned back to the room like a deflated balloon, took out the gift box from the drawer and handed it to him.
Yan Qichi opened the box in front of her and found it was a tie. He knew it right away, but he didn't say anything else, just curled his lips and said: Thank you.
Not a brand.She said.
I like the style very much.He looked into her eyes and said: Those with brands may not be good.
Yan Qian: ...
That night, Yan Qian had insomnia again. She thought of the scene in the car and the scene of her mother and father celebrating. It was like self-abuse, but what she thought of the most was the way her mother hugged her father's neck and kissed her.
It's Ah, Dad originally belongs to Mom. No matter how much Mom wants to kiss, they are always open and upright, and they are the closest relationship.
She is just her father's daughter. Even if she has deviant behavior with him, she is shameless and cannot be known to outsiders. Why is she feeling uncomfortable here? Do you really want her father and mother to divorce?
When such a thought emerged, Yan Qian was shocked. How could she have such a vicious idea?!
Until late at night, Yan Qian was still sleepy. She picked up her phone and clicked on the dialog box with her father. The chat records on it were still on the day her father was on business trip and she reported her itinerary.
In the past, my father would not tell her this. He was busy with his work every day and almost treated the few people in his family as transparent. Even if he met, he didn't chat much. But now, their relationship has become so close.
She looked at the chat records in a complicated mood, and after a while, she typified a line of words in a heavy mood.
Dad, let's not do this in the future.
After typing, she didn't give herself a chance to regret it, so she quickly ordered it to send it.
She thought it was midnight now and her father should not see the message until tomorrow. Unexpectedly, just a few seconds after she sent it, her father's message came back.
He asked: Why?
Yan Qian's eyes were hot and she felt impulsive. She wanted to ask him about his relationship with her mother, and if he was sincerely celebrating their wedding anniversary, and how he viewed her daughter.
But after hesitating for a long time, she just said: I don’t want to do this.
This time, she waited for a long time, and only then did she see his message again if she thought her father would not reply.
He said: OK.
The chair was put down, she lay flat on it, her clothes rolled to her chest, her breasts were exposed to the air, and her breasts were full of saliva traces left by her father after she licked and sucked. It was wet, her areola turned dark red, her nipples were congested, and she became swollen.
My father also licked the lower abdomen and navel, and the water stains were beautiful and lewd.
The school uniform pants were pulled to the base of the thighs, revealing the white pure cotton underwear, and the middle was bulging, and thick black pubic hair could be vaguely seen.
Yan Qian's body was trembling slightly. She was both afraid and expectant, afraid that her father would even take off her underwear, and hoped that her father could do more excessive things to her.
My mother's phone call really stimulated her. At this time, she was a little self-deprecating. She even thought darkly: snatch dad and let him be her only one.
Maybe dad could see it too, but he didn't say anything, just licking her body more gently.
The warm lips and tongue licked the slit of her pussy through her underwear, poked the tip of her tongue in, and made a gap in the middle of the fabric, which looked like the shape of her vagina, and it looked small and lewd.
Yan Qian was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, so she could only raise her arm and press it on her eyes, asking herself not to look at it.
But even if you don't look at it, it still feels obvious.
Dad's tongue poked inward along the gap little by little. After touching her clitoris, his tongue was pressed against the fabric and finely ground it on the clitoris, making her clitoris hot and itchy, and her pussy contracted quickly.
Well...Ah... Even if I bit my lower lip, I still couldn't stop my soft humming.
It was so comfortable. Just thinking that it was her father lying between her legs and licking her pussy through her underwear, she was about to have a psychological orgasm.
Who would have thought that Professor Yan, who was cold and abstinent, would lie between his daughter's legs and lick his daughter's pussy in a vulgar way. If he said this, no one would believe it.
Yan Qian was even a little happy because she might be the only one who could see such a pornographic father.
Yan Qichi licked his daughter's clitoris with his lips and tongue, and then licked down the vagina along the slit to the mouth of his daughter's flower hole. The slightly fishy and sexy aura made him more and more lustful. The genitals in his crotch had already become erect, which made him feel even more painful. He had to unbutton his pants, release the hard guy, hold it in his hand and stroke it quickly.
Yan Qian only felt that there was an electric current on her waist, her whole body was numb, and the pleasure surged up one after another, making her twist her waist and hips unbearably, wanting to pursue greater stimulation.
Well... Dad... She whispered, as if begging for mercy, and as if asking for help. As her waist and hips twisted, the two big breasts on her chest also swayed slightly, shaking out a wave of lewd breasts.
As if he understood her reaction, Yan Qichi's tongue pushed hard at the entrance of her flower hole, making the thin underwear sink in, and then his tongue quickly fucked in and out in the concave hole.
The green flower hole had never been treated so stimulatingly. Yan Qian's body trembled violently, twisting her waist unbearably, as if she wanted to avoid it, and more like she was catering to her, wanting her father to lick it deeper.
At the moment of orgasm, countless sparks seemed to explode in front of her eyes, making her feel dazzled.
She was drowsy and didn't know when her pants were put on. She only knew that her father leaned over and half pressed on her body, lowered his head to kiss her, and her hand was taken to help him stroke the hot and hard genitals.
Yan Qian's cheeks were hot, she turned her face and refused to kiss him, muttering in a low voice: It smells good.
Yan Qichi couldn't allow her to refuse, so he reached out to pinch her chin and kissed her hard.
As his lips and tongue were intertwined, Yan Qichi quickly thrust his waist and ejaculated thick semen on his daughter's hands.
When the two returned home, the heavy rain had turned into drizzle. The villa was brightly lit. Zhao Tian had already decorated the house with various flowers and decorations hanging all over most parts of the house.
It can be seen that she is really preparing carefully.
Seeing Yan Qichi walk in, she trotted to meet him, tiptoed to put her arms around his neck, and kissed him heavily on the cheek in front of her daughter and son.
Because her movements were too fast, Yan Qichi couldn't avoid them for a while and asked her to kiss her.
Yan Qian was feeling a little heavy when she walked in. Although she was doing the most lewd things with her father not long ago, looking at the scene in front of her, she had to realize clearly that her father was not exclusive to her. He was her father, but also her mother's husband. Today is the 17th anniversary of his and her mother's marriage.
No matter what their relationship is, they have been together for 17 years, and may be even longer in the future.
Thinking of this, Yan Qian's heart immediately became heavy.
She wanted to hide and didn't want to continue seeing these, but when she passed by Zhao Tian, she stopped her. Why are you going?It's time to have a meal.
I want to take a shower first.She said.
Go and wash after eating. Do you want the family to wait for you?Zhao Tian said in a mean tone.
Yan Qian really wanted to say: I won’t eat anymore, you can have enough food for your family of three!
But in the end she just pursed her lips and held back.
But my father, who was standing aside, said: Let her go and wash, it was raining at the school gate just now.
Zhao Tian’s smile faded and said: Am I afraid that the food will get cold?You guys came back late, and I've already heated up the meal.
But Yan Qichi had already spoken, and Zhao Tian couldn't stop Yan Qian anymore, so he asked her to go upstairs to wash.
Yan Qian didn't delay, and after taking a shower, she soon returned to the restaurant.
Yan Qian ate this dinner very silently. She had known before that today was a special day and prepared birthday gifts for her father in advance, but when she saw the birthday gifts given to her mother by her father, she became even more silent.
My mother gave me a brand-name tie.
The gift Yan Qian prepared was also a tie, which was bought with her own pocket money, not a expensive brand.
So until the end, she didn't take out the gift.
After dinner, Yan Qian went back to her room to do her homework. As for how to celebrate downstairs, it seemed that it had nothing to do with her. My mother might not want to see her present.
She threw the gift box on the desk into the drawer, took out the homework, and started to do it seriously.
She studied until 11 o'clock in the evening. Yan Qian rubbed her sore eyes, packed up the table and prepared to brush her teeth to sleep. As soon as she got up, she heard the door being knocked. She was stunned for a few seconds before walking over to open the door.
Yan Qichi, who had just taken a shower outside the door and was wearing a bathrobe, was still dripping with water on the ends of his hair, looking refreshing and casual.
Seeing her open the door, he said nothing, but just stretched out his hand to her with his palm facing up.
Yan Qian was a little stunned and didn't understand what he meant.
Seeing that she was slow to react, Yan Qichi could only speak: Where is the gift?
Yan Qian pinched the door handle tightly, looked at her, and whispered: I was not prepared.
Yan Qichi looked straight at her, as if he could see through her thoughts and said: I don’t believe it.
Yan Qian pursed her lips a little annoyed, looked up at him, and a few seconds later, she turned back to the room like a deflated balloon, took out the gift box from the drawer and handed it to him.
Yan Qichi opened the box in front of her and found it was a tie. He knew it right away, but he didn't say anything else, just curled his lips and said: Thank you.
Not a brand.She said.
I like the style very much.He looked into her eyes and said: Those with brands may not be good.
Yan Qian: ...
That night, Yan Qian had insomnia again. She thought of the scene in the car and the scene of her mother and father celebrating. It was like self-abuse, but what she thought of the most was the way her mother hugged her father's neck and kissed her.
It's Ah, Dad originally belongs to Mom. No matter how much Mom wants to kiss, they are always open and upright, and they are the closest relationship.
She is just her father's daughter. Even if she has deviant behavior with him, she is shameless and cannot be known to outsiders. Why is she feeling uncomfortable here? Do you really want her father and mother to divorce?
When such a thought emerged, Yan Qian was shocked. How could she have such a vicious idea?!
Until late at night, Yan Qian was still sleepy. She picked up her phone and clicked on the dialog box with her father. The chat records on it were still on the day her father was on business trip and she reported her itinerary.
In the past, my father would not tell her this. He was busy with his work every day and almost treated the few people in his family as transparent. Even if he met, he didn't chat much. But now, their relationship has become so close.
She looked at the chat records in a complicated mood, and after a while, she typified a line of words in a heavy mood.
Dad, let's not do this in the future.
After typing, she didn't give herself a chance to regret it, so she quickly ordered it to send it.
She thought it was midnight now and her father should not see the message until tomorrow. Unexpectedly, just a few seconds after she sent it, her father's message came back.
He asked: Why?
Yan Qian's eyes were hot and she felt impulsive. She wanted to ask him about his relationship with her mother, and if he was sincerely celebrating their wedding anniversary, and how he viewed her daughter.
But after hesitating for a long time, she just said: I don’t want to do this.
This time, she waited for a long time, and only then did she see his message again if she thought her father would not reply.
He said: OK.
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