Chapter 3

After vacation, go see your dad and go see your aunt. There is still one week before summer vacation, and my wife told her daughter

During those days, I deliberately avoided my daughter, and my wife also saw it

When I was having dinner, my wife used to take this and that. For a while, she took the initiative to ask her daughter to take it for me, go, take it for your dad... Go and wash it for your dad... Go and rub your dad's shoulders

Sometimes I can’t hide too much, and I even feel that my wife has done too much. One night, she actually asked me: I’ll tell her to come and sleep?

I didn't agree at the time, but my heart was beating very hard. I kept judging: Will such a thing really happen to me?

What were you saying?

My wife didn't mention it anymore, but in fact, I still hope that my wife will continue to talk.

From the moment I went to buy the train ticket, my heart never calmed down again. I knew my wife intended to make this arrangement.

The five-hour journey is even more difficult, so it is because I am already moved and have that idea, but I don’t know how to face my daughter’s thirteen-year-old body...

My daughter slept on the upper bunk, I was on the lower bunk, and the passenger in the middle went up and down halfway

I slept for a while and heard my daughter coming down and going to the cottage

I thought she would be back soon

But no one was seen for a long time

I had to get up, but found two people on the middle bunk opposite, and the lower bunk was empty

I walked to the junction of the two cars and saw my daughter standing there alone looking out, just passing by a city, and the lights outside flashed by flashing by

What's wrong

No, dad

Go back

My daughter stood still, why did she go... I pulled her and seemed to feel like I hadn't touched my daughter for ten years. When I pulled her arm, my heartbeat was abnormal

Those two... said the daughter

I think my daughter must have heard or seen something before I wake up

I had to stand with my daughter. It was late at night and there was almost no one walking in the car box. My daughter looked out the window. Suddenly, she turned around, threw herself into my arms, and hugged me in the waist...

I didn't refuse, nor did I hug her tightly, just stood there

The train light was roaring, and a gust of wind blew over my face. It felt a little cold. Tingting hugged me again, this time she subconsciously hugged her tightly because she was afraid that her daughter would get cold.

Late at night, the carriage was very quiet, and there was no one in the tourists

I just hugged my daughter like that, but I was surprised to have no distractions in my heart

Until I arrived at a station in the middle, I saw someone coming out of the carriage where we were sitting, and it seemed like the two in the middle shop.

When they go down, my daughter and I return to the original shop, and we are the only one left.

Go up and sleep for a while, it will take an hour to arrive

Don't want to sleep anymore

In my impression, it seems that only the daughters in the city will act coquettishly in front of their father, but I didn’t expect that my daughter would do it too.

She blocked my waist again and buried her head on my waist: Just sleep like this... Her little nose pressed against my chest, which made me feel tender.

I am like an ignorant child, I don’t know where to put my hands, and I gently put them on her body

Cold, my daughter said like a mosquito

I put my upper body on the ball, pulled the blanket to cover her.

Why didn't you expect that you would feel more at ease when you put it on her like this through the blanket

But my daughter's head was not stable. It was better to face the outside, but she turned inside and buried it tightly under my belly... This time it was my daughter and I who covered a big quilt.

I was so nervous when I remembered the hints my wife gave me.

To be honest, I didn’t think about that. I just felt that I couldn’t hide my face from my daughter. Sometimes I really admire those who dared to insert their penis into my daughter’s body. Where did that courage come from?

Usually, I just joke, but I know that this kind of thing really happens. I think it's exciting, and it's not ordinary! But if I really do it... I'm still awkward to be my own daughter.

Thinking of this, my crotch began to bulge and I felt very confused, but I didn't want it to soften it.

My wife said she was happy, how could she be happy?

The child did not understand that kind of thing. Maybe she realized it from those legends. Although it was not a glorious thing, since she heard about it, the designation exists.

Is my daughter asleep? She is resting on my thighs very peacefully. The thing is already very swollen. I can feel my pants being supported, and her face is nearby.

At this moment, my daughter's head turned slightly, as if she was rubbing it unconsciously

I hate it! It erected a moment, and it turned out that my daughter's cheek was close to it. I felt guilty in my heart. I quickly thought about something else and let it soften...

Half an hour has arrived. I think every minute of time passes is a test of me. From the moment my wife starts giving me those hints, it is a test of my rationality.

Now

Between me and my daughter, there seems to be only a layer of window paper. If anyone breaks it first, it will be done naturally.

This is why my wife arranges this trip with her daughter alone.

Maybe there is no need to feel guilt or shame for the erection. Isn’t that half of my daughter ejaculated into her mother’s vagina through it?

When my daughter was still in her mother's belly, I have molested her many times

I remember that a month before I was about to give birth to her, I knew I couldn't do that, but I couldn't rely on it, so I had to go in gently. Although I was very careful to break my daughter's house, it still caused her protest: I punched and kicked her inside.

The train was bumpy, just like my heart. After that bumpy passed, my daughter corrected the position of her head.

Have the trouser chain been pulled?

Married men often forget to pull their trouser chains, which is especially true when working in the countryside. I don’t know if it is because the zipper is not easy to use or because my memory is not easy to use. I often open the door so wide, but I don’t think so.

I changed my pants when I left, and forgot to pull the pants chain

Now I'm sorry to look down. The bump just now has woken up my daughter. Maybe she hasn't been asleep at first. From the corner of her eyes, she can notice that her daughter is struggling with her eyes.

It seems to be examining my soul, making me timid in the thought of further

Let's sleep for a while, I said, pull the blanket and cover her with my head. At that moment, I seemed to throw the ball to her and let her watch and do it. I don't care.

I took advantage of the bumpy moment of the train and moved my body. I felt that the one that was actually bent down was now up. When I stretched out, I fell to the left...

Suddenly, the trouser chain was passively moved, and my heart was lifted up. It shouldn't be so fast, right? Isn't it going to start my incompetent journey with my daughter like this?

Maybe she encountered it by chance, and didn't move next time. It doesn't matter. It's impossible to completely pull it away while sitting like this. I was worried and looking forward to the next step of development.

My daughter's little hand moved below my belt and stopped again. My heart was raised to my throat and I couldn't help but cough.

When we arrived at the station, we packed up the bed. The waiter came in from the other end and shouted, "The train had slowed down."

Get up

I said with a little regret, lifting the blanket and sitting up, I dare not look at her face

The waiter had walked to me, and I turned around and didn't want her to see the still bulging crotch, but she didn't care about her daughter. When I took off her clothes from the upper bunk, that part was facing her sitting on the lower bunk.

When the waiter walked over from the other end, I felt that I had to lie in the bathroom to relieve the tension inside.

I want to go, my daughter said

This kid always likes to join in such a fun

The train was about to enter the station and it braked from time to time. I went in first, and there was no need to close the door because there were no outsiders.

As soon as I finished peeing, my daughter rushed in: Please help me

My daughter swayed while squatting down and said

Things that had already become softened have become harder after being fucked by my daughter like this, and before I could pull the trouser chain, my daughter squatted back and looked at it, looking at it.

I happened to see my bulging tent, it was so fatal! I looked out the window awkwardly

Her aunt had problems the first night

There are only three rooms, her cousin has a small bed, and the other room is considered a guest room with a half-large bed, so she can sleep with two people.

Adults always forget the age when their children grow unknowingly. Her aunt always treats her as a child. When they meet, they suddenly feel that they have grown up and become a big girl.

Her aunt did not propose any other way of sleeping. Maybe she still felt that it didn't matter if the child was young, so I had to put it in. I couldn't let the couple separate and let us two big men sleep in the big bed. That was not used to it, and it seemed that there was no need.

It was just that the incident on the train made me nervous, as if I was more nervous than the first time I slept with my wife, as if I felt something must happen tonight

My daughter went to bed first. I talked to her aunt and uncle about family matters. She was fed a few drinks by her uncle at night. She couldn't bear to drink and wanted to lie down long ago.

I didn't take off my pants. In summer, I only wore shorts and only took off my top and lay outside. It was very good. I could sleep with two people, as long as that little thing doesn't mess with me.

With the anesthetic effect of wine, I fell asleep for a while. Until I woke up in the middle of the night, I felt that my legs were hanging somewhere in a daze. I woke up, and I realized that my daughter was sleeping in my arms. One of my legs habitually rested on my daughter.

And I remember that my daughter was sleeping inward at the beginning, but why did she turn around and snuggle tightly in my arms?

no!

This won't work!

I quietly moved my body away and found that my belt was unbuttoned

This situation has happened before. After drinking too much, I fell asleep on the bed, and unknowingly took my pants and took off my pants.

Get out of bed and go to the hut

Go back and lie down and turn your daughter's body over

But I couldn't sleep anymore, and I didn't know what I did to my daughter. At that time, the hard thing was tightly pressed against my daughter through her shorts. I didn't know if I had been hugging her accidentally or if my daughter got into my arms by herself.

I have a good wife, I know this in my heart, I am considerate and caring for me. Even after two years of no normal sex life, she also solved the problem for me in such a way, and took the initiative to let my daughter approach me. In my wife's opinion, she was acceptable for such a thing. If it weren't for the wedding night, I really suspected that she had done it with her father. It seems that her elder sister and her father might have that kind of thing.

This objectively made her not disgusted by such incest

So she repeatedly hinted me to fuck my daughter

The daughter obviously got her mother's hint, but she didn't know what she should do. The girl in the puberty stage already had a male masculinity admiration for her father. With her mother's hint, she felt both the turmoil of youth and the turmoil of youth...

But her daughter is too young, only thirteen years old, can she withstand a one-time sex with an adult?

I know that mine is not very big but not very small. When I was having a blowjob with my wife, I stabbed her into her throat with a little movement.

This is simply torture!

It would be fine if my wife didn’t have that hint, it would be fine if I didn’t have that idea, it would be fine if my daughter didn’t get close to me so much

No matter how much I heard and how I was joking, who would really fuck my daughter?

If I hugged her and fucked her now, it would be fine, but would that hurt her, physical or psychological?

After all, it's my daughter, so I still can't accept it psychologically

Even so, I can't hurry up with my daughter in this small bathroom...

Oh my God!

Why did God give me a daughter, why did he give me such a wife? Why did his wife who was in a state of upright sexual desire remove her uterus?

Let her vagina, which never drys out, no longer have pleasure?

Is it moral to let your daughter replace his wife?

Can my daughter enjoy the sexual happiness her father brings her?

It's almost dawn!

Will tomorrow be a new day?

No matter what, I must go back, I can't suffer here!

Maybe after this trip I will boldly break through ethics, and I can't do it here even if I have to do it.

Even if I go back, can I create my daughter again on the kang that created her?

It's almost two years, I haven't tried my best to wield my waist and hips like that, and pierced happily, and never had such a happy orgasm.

In the past two years, my half-old cock was slapped by my wife with her mouth and returned to the boy's skin color, which was not so dark

Is my daughter really happy?

Does she really like her dad's genitals?

In my impression, she accidentally saw it in the cottage

But from the way she looked like she was putting her face close to my crotch on the train, she shouldn't hate it?

Judging from the way she urged into my arms to sleep, whether she intentionally or unintentionally, she shouldn't hate her father doing such things to her, right?

Should I test her once?

As I was in a state, my heart was beating violently. Now the light in the room could see things. Her aunt and uncle had not yet moved. When my daughter woke up and turned around, she would find out...

Yes, test her once

I unbuttoned my belt and pulled the trouser chain

Maybe she saw me in this state last night, took it out from the edge of the shorts on the leg below, and looked down on her head to observe whether this was too much exposed?

Let my daughter know that it was coming out of her pants when I was asleep, not that I deliberately let it come out.

Pull the edge of the pants...

No, this exposure is too small to show its majesty, and the edges of the pants are not tight enough to make the glans shine...

Go back to the original state, and tighten your pants, this bad thing has been erect for three times. It's so good, very majestic and obscene...

After doing all this, I waited, but fortunately, my daughter woke up and when she was about to turn around, I closed my eyes and kept breathing evenly

My daughter turned around, but her body was very close to me and there was no room for observation

Suddenly, it seemed like her arm touched

For a moment, I felt my daughter's body moving backwards, and felt her head move for a while. Is she watching?

I struggled my eyes, and as expected, my daughter was observing, my heart was beating, she observed for a long time, as if she touched me and pretended to wake up from a dream, turned over, and my daughter also set off.

From the outskirt of my eyes, I saw my daughter's face flushing. She subconsciously looked at me and focused on what I had never seen before.

My daughter is really curious. Just when she was brave enough to reach out and want to touch her, my heart was beating, and I don’t know what the next step will be.

Bang! The door rang a few times, and her aunt called outside, and her daughter quickly retracted her hand. I looked at the door with regret, with my nervous heart very nervous.

We planned to stay at her aunt's house for three days so that we could not stay for too long. The next afternoon we set off and went home.

Because it was daytime, I didn't sit in the sleeper

My daughter has always been leaning on me very tightly. I dare not have any intimacy with her. As the train swayed, my daughter was already drowsy. I once again wanted to prove whether the test I had been up in the morning had worked for her.

I moved my body outward and let her sit half lying, with her head still resting on my thighs and the bent part of my waist

Cover her with her clothes and her head

Along the way, it has been hard on it, and its daughter has turned over. It seems that she has understood her father's needs, and her face has never left that part.

When I got home, my heart became more contradictory. It seemed that I could take care of it. My daughter and her mother could accept it. I heard her mother ask her indirectly, but her daughter didn't mention it.

My wife also wanted to ask me, but seeing how she wanted to speak but stopped, she just didn't want me to look ugly

I took a shower first at night, and my daughter took a shower too

I feel very confused. I have no goal when going out for a walk. It is not like a city in the countryside. I walk alone in a dark and blind like a fool.

It was only 8:00 when I got home. There was no need to go to bed so early in summer. I sat on the kang and watched TV. My son, daughter, and wife were all there.

My daughter has been silent since she got home. When the TV series is over, her son is about to fall asleep.

Go back to the house and fall asleep. My wife sent her son away, and my daughter was about to get off the kang. Her mother stopped her

My heart was beating, and that moment was coming, as if it was not a test for my daughter, but a test for me

None of the three of them spoke, watching the program that was not chosen on TV, it seemed that no one wanted to change channels, but no one was interested in watching it. Occasionally, I heard a long vent of anger, I don’t know if it was my daughter or her mother.

More than half an hour later, her mother started laying the quilt. The weather in July is not quite hot for us, just cover it with a thin quilt.

Let my dad sleep with his arms around. My wife told my daughter that she seemed to be testing my relationship with my daughter over the past few days

A stream of passion rushed up to his head, and his wife finally broke the window paper

I didn't say anything, my daughter didn't say anything, staring at the TV, and then I heard her breathing profusely in her nostrils

Still looking at Ah? My wife asked her daughter who was still ecstatic, but her daughter still didn't say anything. I felt guilty in my heart, complaining that my wife shouldn't be so anxious. Obviously, my daughter understood the meaning of letting her father hug her to sleep.

My wife picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, and turned off the lights on the kang.

After that moment of darkness passed, my daughter and wife had already taken off their clothes

Dear to your father's side... My wife said, my daughter lay down timidly, and my wife pulled my quilt and covered her with her.

The bridal night was not so nervous, and the father and daughter in the bed didn't know how to do it for a while

After staying for a while, I felt that I could not neglect my daughter, and gently and tentatively hugged her. My daughter's body was very stiff, and it was better than when I was on the train. Perhaps it was because my mother was by her side and made her unable to let go.

My daughter exhaled tremblingly on my chest. This was not possible. I was too nervous. My hands slid down from her back and touched her naked butt. It turned out that my daughter had all taken off.

This once again disturbed me, my hand didn't move on her butt

At this moment, something strange happened

Originally, my face was facing the wall and deliberately stayed away from our wife. I suddenly turned around. Perhaps to break the deadlock, she came in and scratched my daughter's arm: the daughter began to struggle, and the mother and daughter smiled. In this way, my daughter's active body had to lean on me in order to avoid her mother's hand. At first I hesitated, but in the dark, it seemed that I saw my wife's encouraging eyes, so I took advantage of the panic and took advantage of the situation to remove her mother's hand and took advantage of the situation to remove my shorts...

When my daughter leaned up again, I hugged her. My wife turned her back and then. I felt how good my wife was to me. Her hot penis was pressed against my daughter. My daughter had just stopped laughing. My wife stretched a finger from behind and gently poked her daughter's armpit: Hello, daughter, she is my father's little cotton jacket!

My daughter giggled and kept pushing her belly forward

My wife is such a good wife!

Although she is just a rural woman, she knows a lot of truths

She knew that this kind of thing seemed awkward between father and daughter, so she deliberately adjusted the atmosphere. When she saw her daughter throwing into her father's arms, she turned around tactfully

After being quarreled by my mother, my daughter was in a stable state, but her breathing was not calm.

My hand gently stroked my daughter's body, and her delicate skin was as smooth as silk. When my hand slashed from her soft buttocks to her private parts, my daughter's breathing became even more tense. She grew so big that no one had touched that mysterious place.

I hugged my daughter and moved her body upwards, curled her head, found her little mouth, kissed her, comforted her uneasy emotions, my daughter couldn't kiss, I licked her lips with the tip of my tongue, and my daughter hid embarrassedly

Looking at my wife's back, I finally got brave, turned over and pressed my daughter down, then arched her body slightly, spread her legs, and scratched her fingers through the groove, and my fingers were actually wet.

The moral ethics that have been formed in thousands of years are about to be destroyed! When the bodies of father and daughter are about to merge, I am nervous because of excitement and timid because of excitement.

I touched it tentatively, and my daughter immediately opened her mouth and made a trembling breath, and I couldn't breathe normally.

But because my wife is by my side, I still don't dare to be too arrogant

At the moment I touched it, human ethics had been destroyed, and only my daughter's unexplored virgin body was locked...

Obviously the process was not going smoothly, and the position was found right. I tried to increase my strength, and my daughter made a little nervous sound, which made the father and daughter at a loss. The best way at this time is to rush in immediately and complete the process. Everything was shy and timid, and I thought about what I did to her mother on the wedding night. After a while, the psychological barrier was overcome.

However, I didn't dare to rush in to my daughter all at once, for fear of hurting her, so I tried to push it. I was not so confident, and it seemed that it was impossible to enter. At this time, my daughter's body began to tremble.

At that moment, I was really panicked. The things I was pressed down on were squeezed out several times. My daughter was really too small.

I had to quench my head and kiss my daughter's lips. This time she accepted it. Maybe she needs such comfort and encouragement.

I took the opportunity to increase my strength, and my daughter's mouth made another move, but her body did not resist at all. She was silently accepting

Although she had accepted it in her heart, when my glans felt locked, my daughter still struggled for a while, as if it hurts, and she moaned in her throat that endured pain.

I knew it had been successful, and after breaking through that barrier, the penis' desire for the vagina was unstoppable, and the impulse that was about to explode in the perineum was also unstoppable. At the moment I pushed in, huge psychological and physiological stimulation suddenly pushed the impulse to its peak...

My waist and hips instinctively drove forward. I raised my head and supported Suji's body with difficulty. I completed the ejaculation process in a suppressed moan of my daughter...

Unexpectedly, it was as thrilling as her mother’s first time!!

I supported my body for a while, and when I took it out, my daughter muttered below her.

I lay flat, and a huge sense of happiness lingers on me

I reached out and pulled up the scarf that her mother had prepared for her, let her daughter hold it, then hugged her and gently caressed her.

My daughter said softly and crawled into my arms. I held her and felt her calm down.

My wife seemed to have fallen asleep. I knew she might be afraid that I would care too much, so she deliberately held back and didn't say anything.

I couldn't help but stroke my wife's back in the dark to show my gratitude

But his legs tighter clamped the daughter in his arms.