Extra: Daughter (2)

After that time I was so fucked and ejaculated between my daughter's legs, I finally realized that my relationship with my daughter could never go back to the past. My daughter's feelings for me were no longer as simple as a childish one, but... is it love?

I am very confused. As a science and engineering man, I never believe in love. The relationship with my wife is natural, warm, plain and indispensable.

But what about my daughter? Before this day, I can still say with certainty that I love my daughter deeply, which is the kind of love my father has for her.

But after this day, I can't be so sure

Although my daughter’s figure is immature, it is no longer unattractive to me. Deep down in my heart, I have long regarded my daughter as my most important person. But is this importance only important as a daughter?

But reality cannot tolerate me thinking too much. This breakthrough is also a major encouragement for my daughter. I am like a frog boiled in warm water. When I finally realized all this, I could no longer jump or escape.

My daughter's movements began to become more and more blatant. When she walked together, she always hugged my arm and rubbed my arm with her slightly raised buds.

The way I got into my arms was changed from climbing along my legs to jumping up from the middle of my legs. My whole body always had to rub between my thighs. Since breaking the precepts, my resistance to my daughter's body has decreased. Such teasing can always make me bulge between my legs. Fortunately, my long-term self-discipline can also suppress my thoughts and avoid showing ugly appearance in front of others.

Soon after, my daughter found a further opportunity

That was during the next shower

Rather than saying that the right to bathe with my daughter was given to me by her mother, she snatched the right to bathe with me from her mother.

Except for the previous few times when she took a shower, she went out to take a shower. After that, she would definitely throw me wet every time she took a shower. She could do nothing. I slowly put only a pair of underwear to bathe her. Later, it turned out that I would go into the bathtub for a while after she took a shower, and then took a shower. Then, my daughter threw herself into the bathtub and hugged me in the water. Later, it turned out that we took a shower together, washing each other's backs that we couldn't wipe.

After my daughter began to develop, I also tried to take a bath separately from her daughter, but under the attack of crying and coquettish, I didn't say anything, but my wife turned against me first and helped her to persuade me, but nothing changed.

This has always been like this every time. If I just love my daughter, my wife is spoiled completely without any bottom line. As long as it is a request made by her daughter, I have never seen her refuse to agree to it in so many years. Of course, my daughter is also very sensible. Except for things related to me, she has almost never made any noise in other matters.

Several attempts to distance myself from my daughter were almost all destroyed by her rebellion and destruction in the middle. It can be said that more than half of the reason for my current relationship with my daughter was caused by her.

As my daughter grows up, the bathtub is relatively smaller and smaller. After all, the purpose of buying a bathtub was not to take a couple bath. Now, when we take a bath, we usually take turns to use soap and then drizzle.

Although my daughter usually attacked me during this period, she didn't do anything else except sticking to me as usual when taking a shower. So when my daughter asked me to help my father with soap. Because I had it before, I didn't think much about it and agreed.

My daughter bent my upright body and applied soap foam on my head. Her warm and tender little hands rubbed her head. It was neither light nor heavy, and it was very comfortable.

After rubbing my hair, my daughter smeared a handful of soap foam on my face, and I quickly closed my eyes

After closing his eyes, the other senses suddenly became amplified. The sound of my daughter's fine breathing, the rustling sound of soap foam smearing on her body, and the touch of her little hands touching her body with soap foam all became extremely clear.

My heart was filled with thoughts, and my lower body was a little ready to move.

My daughter finished wiping my upper body and started to apply soap to my lower body

She squatted down, her warm breath spewed on my knee bend

She stroked my butt carefully, and when her fingers were soapy, back and forth between the cracks of my butt, and occasionally poked my anus gently, I finally couldn't bear it. My penis quickly expanded, became hard, and pointed straight ahead.

My daughter seemed to be unconscious and continued to apply soap on my legs. She pulled me on a stool and applied soap on her feet.

When the other places were finished applying, my daughter took the step forward and could hardly feel her bulging breasts pressing against my back, and her little hands began to reach towards my penis... Wait, this scene seemed a bit familiar

I was about to show off my father's majesty and reject my daughter, but I thought of this question damn it!

My daughter watched the father-daughter A-movie I downloaded. It was something I saw when I browsed online. I downloaded it by some reason. There was such a bathroom scene inside.

Thinking of this, I swallowed my words of refusal back. My daughter is better than my father. I already know what my daughter would say if I refuse. But I saw my daughter so "filial" in my father's computer! Then I was speechless

Similarly, there is no better daughter than father. My daughter deliberately poses this pose, but after I know that I think of the scene in the A-film, I can't say anything if I refuse her words.

So she became more violent. While rubbing her chest against my back, her little hands stroking back and forth on my penis, murmuring gently in my ear, like a succubus whisper: Dad, the "tail" in front is standing up!

... I didn't say anything. Although my daughter's voice was playful, I could hear the slight trembling in her voice. I think it was the first time she said such flirting words.

Imagine my daughter blushing and murmuring softly in my ears, I couldn't help but get excited, and my penis in my daughter's little hand jumped.

This reaction was undoubtedly treated as silent encouragement by her daughter. She continued to murmur softly: Dad, use your body to apply soap to marshmallows! As she said that, not limited to her breasts, her little face began to rub against my face, and her calf began to wrap around with my legs.

I didn't know how to put my hands, so I could only hold both sides of the stool tightly

After caressing this for a while, both of them began to breathe heavily. My daughter suddenly let go of her hand and left my body

Just as I was feeling lost, a small body sat in my arms, her smooth and tender back rubbed my chest, and the fulcrum of my lower body was my cock. Dad, help me with soap! I didn't answer, but my hands that took the soap handed over by my daughter did not obey. First, I put soap on one of my daughter's long hair and rubbed it gently.

My daughter was gasping carefully, her lower body shaking back and forth, and now there is no barrier between underwear and stockings. The penis is directly attached to her hips and the outside of her vagina. The feeling of direct contact between the skin makes us a little confused.

After taking care of my daughter's long hair, I also applied soap to my daughter's little face. After smearing her eyes, I obviously heard her breathing suddenly become heavier. After a slight pause, the movements became significantly larger.

Next, I continued to face down, hesitated for a moment, one hand stroked my daughter's small breast, the other hand stroked my daughter's small belly, gently whisking it on it, applying soap

Although I used to bathe my daughter and get soap, I have never been as caressing as I am today. I can't see my daughter's expression, but I can hear her breathing deeply, her thighs keep opening and closing. Her two little hands were originally pressed on the front edge of the stool on both sides of my cock, but now they have loosened. They have closed my glans and rubbed them repeatedly as I move.

Uh...uh...ah...ah...ah...ah... My daughter's breathing gradually sounded, and her movements became more and more intense. A little bit of warm liquid diluted the soap foam on my cock, but it did not affect her sliding on my cock, because these liquids were slipperier than soap foam.

Woo……… My daughter’s body trembled again, but it was obvious that the tremor was smaller than the last time

It seems that my daughter's body is gradually adapting to orgasm. It feels strange that I actually think of this.

However, although my daughter had an orgasm, I had not ejaculated yet. The feeling of not being up or down made me feel very uncomfortable. My body involuntarily began to sway back and forth slightly.

Ha...ha... My daughter, who had already calmed her breathing slightly, gasped in big mouths, and with my hands loosened at orgasm, probably because of the passion that I felt a little cold, she stretched her hands back and turned on the switch of the spray head

The feeling of hot water pouring on my head made me shudder. Before my brain could react, a large stream of semen was sprayed out of my penis. The pleasure of my body made my brain blank. I clamped my daughter tightly with my hands, and my lower body thrust forward.

Dad... it hurts! My daughter's weak shouting brought me back to reality, and found that I was still tightly surrounding my daughter. It seemed that it hurt her. I quickly let go of my arms and gently stroked my daughter's chest to make her feel angry

The soap foam on the hair and face has been rinsed clean. I turned off the spray head and took a bath towel from the side to dry our face and head. Finally, I could open my eyes.

The vision gradually became clearer from the slightest. I looked down at my daughter at the first time, but found that she was looking at a pool of beige liquid on the ground in front of the stool and looked a pity. She also stuck out her tongue and licked her mouth.

... I stood up and pulled my daughter towards me, rinsing the other soap foam on my body under hot water

My daughter turned around and was restless. Her little hands reached out to my half-soft penis. She rubbed it under hot water for a while, then rubbed it out of the base of her penis, squeezed out the semen left in the urethra. While I was not paying attention, she scraped down her hand and put it in her mouth. She was finally satisfied.

After the shower, we returned to the bathtub and turned on the hot water

Whether men and women, their bodies will be weak after orgasm, and it is easy to enter the body and cause diseases, especially in the bathroom. Because they are naked, they are more likely to be infected with wind and cold, so they need to soak in hot water to drive away the cold.

I asked myself that my health has always been good, and my daughter is still young and more susceptible to cold, so I wanted her daughter to soak in water, so I went to spray the head to flush the water

But my daughter refused and insisted on lying in the bathtub as usual, she lay on me

I can't resist her, I can only do it as she wishes

But when she was lying on me, her upper back and shoulders were exposed outside the hot water. I was afraid that she would get cold, so I could only stretch out my arms and wrap them around her shoulders. My daughter looked up at me. Maybe it was not attachment in her eyes, but obsession in her eyes.

Maybe she was tired when she was just climaxed, but for a while, she fell asleep

Later, my daughter grew older, and once I asked her why she pestered her father. She told me that it was because of my gentleness and concern for her everywhere and the sense of security that she gave her made her very attached to me. She was too young at that time and just wanted me to be her father and stay with me all the time.

Later, as I got older, this attachment gradually turned into obsession and love, and I took the initiative to attack me

The water temperature in the bathtub gradually dropped. I was afraid that my daughter would catch a cold, so I picked up her sleeping daughter from the water, wiped her body dry, and changed into her pajamas. My daughter cooperated with me in a daze and was carried to her bed upstairs. I covered her quilt and prepared to leave, but I found that even in my sleep, one of her hands was still tightly holding the corner of my clothes.

I gently stroked her head and tucked the corner of her quilt

Perhaps because she felt the warmth, her hand gradually loosened. I put her hand in the quilt and covered it before leaving the room and returning to the master bedroom. This day was a rare day when my daughter did not attack at night.

After this intimate contact, my daughter's behavior became even more bold

When I was sitting in the passenger seat, I often reached my crotch with one hand and started stroking my penis through my pants, which made me unable to get out of the car when I sent her to ballet.

The game time at night has basically become a bare-skin time. My daughter is very brave. Two times my wife listens to records in the living room and watches home theater. She also wears stockings and comes up.

The mother and daughter are both morals, and they are always very excited when they are there. When my wife was watching the home theater, she sat in my arms while chatting with her wife and grind her hard. After two orgasms, she kept grinding me until she ejaculated. Fortunately, I put paper on the computer desk because my daughter and I were always in vain, and all of them were ejaculated on the paper in time. The smell of semen did not dissipate and let my wife smell it.

My daughter's night attack began to get late, and my wife and I finished cleaning, so my daughter would get into the quilt and hug me.

I clearly felt that after basically breaking through my lower body, my daughter began to seek contact with my lips and tongue, from licking the corners of my mouth and kissing my face, gradually to kissing my mouth, and then kissing my mouth directly. Then every night, after her mother fell asleep, she began to bite my lips and lick my teeth

Actually, this feeling is not wonderful. My daughter has not passed the tooth change period. Her two sharp teeth fell and the new teeth have not yet grown. The sharp corners of the teeth on both sides hit my lips. Although she has not broken the skin, she has become congested inside.

My daughter also discovered that she no longer bit my lips, but blocked my mouth with her mouth, and then brushed my teeth repeatedly with her little tongue.

Thanks to healthy diet and my teaching her the habit of brushing her teeth every night, there was no strange smell in our mouths

My daughter's little tongue made my gums itchy and couldn't lock my teeth. My daughter took advantage of the opportunity to pry open my teeth with her tongue and licked it onto my tongue.

My daughter's tongue was delicate and small, and licking my tongue was the limit, but this also successfully hooked my tongue out. The battlefield quickly moved from my mouth to her mouth (was scraped by the place where she lacked teeth)

I took my daughter's tongue and turned around. My daughter's eyes became more and more blurred, and the atmosphere gradually became more and more charming... Ah... My daughter covered her mouth, her tears were waxing, and she bit her tongue... So my daughter still doesn't like wet kisses. What she likes most is to gently lick the corner of my mouth and then kiss me repeatedly.

At the beginning of this year, my wife's working hours were changed to two or one off, which also made many weekends. My daughter and I stayed at home all day, and it also gave my daughter more opportunities to take the initiative to attack on the ground.

After the incident of biting the tongue, it was not long after, and my wife went to work on the weekend.

After lunch, my daughter stayed in bed until 10 o'clock in the morning. Now it's the time to be full of energy. I feel a little sleepy because I exercised in the morning to do housework and cook, so I plan to take a nap.

My daughter followed me upstairs

Tangtang? I'm sleepy, my dad is a little tired, so sleep for a while

Dad, go to bed, Tangtang just wants to be with Dad. The emotional change made me happy and helpless about my daughter’s obsession with me: OK, Dad, go to bed, Tangtang plays by herself. Don’t forget that my daughter is only 1X years old and is still aged to play. The doll room at home is set up for her.

Unlike my daughter who slept heavily by my side, when I was by my side, I always slept lightly, and I often wake up when I was striking.

In my sleep, I felt a fragrant and soft little body penetrate into my arms

It's my daughter... I slipped through a thought like an instinct, and I continued to sleep

Maybe not long, or maybe a long time later, I felt a warm and soft little thing licking the corner of my mouth. In my sleep, I seemed to go back to when the little girl wanted to kiss me that day, opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, picked up the warm and soft little tongue and started to stir.

I have to say that wet kiss is indeed a catalyst for lust. When I finally let go of my mouth, even in the middle of half-dream and half-awake, I knew I was already in the air.

After a while, the warm and soft little thing came back, licking the stubble that grew slightly on my chin, and then the feeling went down, along my Adam's apple, chest, navel, and abdomen.

I seemed to know what my daughter wanted to do, but the intimate contact during this period made me subconsciously not alert to what might happen, so I did not wake up because of this.

My daughter's little tongue slashed around my cock and then licked it on my scrotum. I felt hot and itchy, so I couldn't help but tighten my waist, and my cock jumped.

My daughter's tongue licked the glans tie along the bottom of her penis, and then gently tugged the urethra with her tongue. This action is also very familiar. I have watched it in the A-film before... A-film?! The scattered thoughts began to gradually reunite.

My daughter gently rubbed her glans with her face, and her hands caressed her body

My consciousness gradually became clear, but my body seemed to be stuck in a nightmare and could not move for a long time

My daughter's tongue began to circumferentially around the glans, her penis was so hard that it hurt. The swelling and pain made my consciousness return speed up, and my fingers could move slightly

My daughter seemed to notice it. When I opened my eyes, she took a deep breath, and swallowed most of my cock with a whimper.

When I looked down, what I saw was my daughter holding my cock hard, looking at me with a smile, and one hand made a V-shaped character

Seeing my daughter having to hold my cock in her mouth even though she was so difficult, do you think I was moved?

I dare not move, I am not afraid to move, I am being controlled, which man dares to move blindly, and my daughter's mouth is small, and her teeth have not grown well yet... My daughter's mouth is really small. Normally, holding my glans and a small piece of dick is the limit, but in her mouth, half of the dick was swallowed by her, and the glans pressed against her throat, and it was so refreshing when it was wrapped and sucked.

Stop I quickly asked her to stop the action. Although my daughter was very proactive in sexual matters, she stopped obediently when she saw my serious expression.

I pulled out my penis: Good daughter, don't hold it so deeply. Your throat is soft and your vocal cords have not yet developed completely. If the vocal cord structure is damaged, you will never be able to speak in your life or you still want to speak in a hoarse voice? My daughter shook her head obediently, took my glans and licked it. But as the price of obedience, I can't stop her oral sex next. This is also the tacit understanding between me and my daughter, although this strange aspect has been used.

It can be seen that my daughter has practiced it before, although I don't want to think about what strange aspects of her intelligence have used.

My daughter's movements are very skillful. Even if she wraps her penis and licks it repeatedly, a piece of teeth that was missing did not rub against my penis. Instead, she gently scraped the edge of the glans, and felt refreshed in the slight pain.

I closed my eyes and felt my daughter's movements

My daughter spitted out her cock and started rubbing her face again. Even if the mixture of her saliva and secretions on her glans were stained on her face, she didn't care at all.

Her legs wrapped in white stockings clamped one of my calves and rubbed them back and forth. Even through her underwear and stockings, I could feel a little wetness.

My daughter put the glans into her mouth again and bit her front teeth gently from front to back. It didn't hurt, but it felt very irritating.

When she bit the edge of the glans, she closed her mouth again, held the glans, and used the tip of her tongue to thrust the horse's eyes

My daughter's body curled up more and more. The flexibility brought by ballet practice made her moves very relaxed. She grabbed one of my hands and reached her lower body until my fingertips touched a warm and sticky place. I realized that before I knew it, she had taken off her underwear and stockings.

My fingertips slid gently between her hips, and the tentacles were a little wet, but they were not surging.

She ummed a long voice from her nose, paused for a moment when she held the cock in her mouth, and then continued to suck her back and forth.

Her pussy is just like her mother, tender and smooth. The only difference is that there is only one thin slit, and the little spring water is squeezed out from the thin slit between breaths.

My fingertips touched her thighs back and forth, and the warm and smooth touch made me love it.

My daughter's legs opened and tightened, and more liquid was squeezed out during the movements. My daughter's movement of sucking my cock also stopped, just holding the cock and breathing rapidly. The warm breath rushed from the throat to the glans, and then the cool external air was sucked inward from both ends of the cock, which also gave an unusual sense of pleasure.

Inadvertently, my fingertips pierced into the middle of the hole while sliding. My daughter said um, as if she had come back to her senses, and continued to lick my cock with her in her mouth.

Probably something was opened. After that, my fingertips poked into the middle of the hole several times, and it became deeper and deeper. In revenge or response, my daughter held my cock deeper and deeper, but she still remembered my previous request, and did not swallow it directly into the middle of her throat like the first mouthful.

My fingers poked deeper and deeper into my daughter's pussy. I went into one knuckle and felt a layer of obstacle at the fingertips. I quickly pulled my finger back and gently thrust into the wet and slippery vagina wall.

My daughter's pussy was squirming, wrapping my fingers tightly, and her lower body thrusts in response to my movements. The movement of sucking my cock back and forth did not stop because of this, but became more intense.

While feeling the pleasure, I was careful to pay attention to my fingers and not poke the film. The time is wrong and the location is not right. I was not ready, and she was not ready either.

The accumulation of pleasure is unbearable, because my daughter has already been in deep stool, so I dare not thrust my lower body for fear of inserting it into her throat again, so I can only constantly contract my lower abdominal muscles. The result is that my penis keeps beating in my daughter's mouth.

The daughter suddenly pulled her cock out, leaving only the glans in her mouth. She took a deep breath with her nose, then sucked her mouth and sucked her hard inside.

Vacuum suction!

Where did my daughter learn what?

The penis, which was already almost at its limit, could no longer bear it, and the semen rushed out. My daughter, who was ready, quickly changed to sucking in. At the same time, she thrust her lower body heavily, and more wet liquid oozed out from the small holes of the film, wetting my fingers

The cock pulsed in my daughter's mouth for about ten times before it ended. My daughter carefully spit out my cock

Her cheeks were a little bulging, just like the actress in the A-movie. She opened her mouth and let me look at her mouth full of semen. Then, after a slut, she showed her teeth and showed a sweet and cute smile as usual.

But in my eyes, her wet eyes and flushed cheeks were full of spring that they didn't usually have. In a trance, my eyes were no longer a tender little face, but a mature face full of love, which was what I imagined my daughter would look like when she grew up.

I touched my daughter's hair, but my daughter seemed to have a wrong idea. She put my Microsoft cock in her mouth and sucked it carefully. Even the semen remaining in the urethra was cleaned up. The whole cock was cleaned up and my daughter pulled my underwear up with satisfaction. But I looked up and caressed my forehead, remembering the time I had sex with my wife half a year ago and when I woke up in the morning, I didn't clean up my love.

That time my daughter cleaned me up like today?

Thinking of my wife, I suddenly felt guilty and uneasy, and I couldn't help but hug my daughter: Good baby, don't let your mother know about our affairs... My daughter didn't answer. After a while, um... A muffled voice came