Blessed with a daughter, spring returns again

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This is a well-established upper-middle-class residential area, where most houses are beautiful detached buildings with tall, shady trees in the courtyards. Backyards are often surrounded by high fences or walls, and the shrubs and lawns in the front yards are meticulously manicured.

However, there are occasional exceptions. This particular house, for example, was originally the smallest and most basic in the area. It had no flowers or plants around it, only some shrubs that required little trimming and maintenance. The owner moved out three years ago, and because there hadn't been a buyer, he entrusted a real estate company to rent it out.

To the left of this house is a two-story building, beautiful and tidy, with a spacious backyard covering about 3/8 of an acre. The back and left sides of the yard are flanked by bougainvillea brick walls covered in dense ivy, with lush trees growing inside. However, the right side of the backyard is simply a row of four-day-old red wooden fences. The house is surrounded by neatly trimmed flowers and trees, providing shade. In the center of the backyard, in an open area, is a 25-yard by 16-yard rectangular swimming pool, with a diving board at the deeper end. The water is clear, reflecting the azure sky and wispy white clouds.

In early April, the weather in the southern United States is already quite warm.

It is now 3 pm. On the cobblestone balcony not far from the pool, the homeowner, Donald, sat comfortably in a reclining chair, a parasol supporting the center of the picnic table in front of him. Donald put down his newspaper, leisurely sipped his coffee, and looked up to admire the beautifully manicured flowers and plants in the yard, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the residential area.

He had bought the house and moved in more than five months ago, and this was the first time he had the opportunity to appreciate his own little world. In the beginning, he was busy hiring people to decorate the interior, choosing a garden and pool maintenance company, an interior cleaning service provider, and signing long-term contracts—all the mundane tasks took nearly half a month to complete.

For months, the garden maintenance company has been sending people every Wednesday to trim the plants, fertilize, mow the lawn, and vacuum the house weekly

. Donald is very satisfied with the service. Donald, a senior accountant who just turned forty this year, started a small three-person accounting firm fifteen years ago with two colleagues. Their excellent service led to booming business, and it's now a well-known accounting firm in the state, employing nearly a hundred people. Many prominent banks, law firms, and conglomerates in the city are their long-term clients. Last year, the firm moved to a new building, a bit further from Donald's old residence. His real estate agent happened to find this house on the market, very close to Donald's new office, and took him to see it. Donald was immediately drawn to the elegant and high-quality residence and decided to buy it. As one of the three major shareholders of a well-known accounting firm, he could easily own a modern mansion, but he preferred this understated, elegant, and quiet home. This afternoon, Donald took a break, relaxing at home and admiring his backyard, the lush lawn and verdant flowers he hadn't seen for over four months.

His beloved wife passed away from breast cancer seven years ago. His 22-year-old son left home five years ago to attend a prestigious private university on the West Coast, rarely returning home during summer and winter breaks due to various travel or training programs. After graduating last year, he found employment locally and got married. Living far away, they only occasionally spoke on the phone, rarely exchanging words.

Donald, widowed in middle age, never remarried after his beloved wife's death, burying himself in work and shutting out all other thoughts. Although he had no shortage of opportunities to meet women, he never met anyone who could "move" him.

He married his beautiful classmate and sweetheart, Lancy, right after graduating high school at eighteen. After their marriage, Lancy worked, and he also worked part-time while studying, completing his university education. He and his wife had always enjoyed a fulfilling and wonderful sex life. He was sexually potent and stamina-enhancing, and extremely gentle and considerate, deeply loved by Lancy. After his wife's death, Donald remained melancholic. Over time, he appeared older than his actual age. However, he exercises in the gym of the company building every morning and afternoon without fail for many years, demonstrating remarkable perseverance. Therefore, despite being middle-aged, he still maintains a slim waist, toned abdomen, and well-defined muscles, resulting in a fit and healthy physique. Whenever his libido is high in the morning or evening, Donald tries to control it, focusing his attention on his professional work, such as pondering newly enacted tax laws and considering how to best handle tax matters for his clients. This method is very effective for him, allowing him to forget his lust. However, due to this long-term effective abstinence, his "reserves" are quite full. The only problem with being constantly in a state of saturation was that whenever his eyes met a beautiful and "sexy" woman, his penis would immediately swell and become erect, and the erection would last for a long time. This situation was quite embarrassing for him in some situations. Therefore, Donald often wore a sports bra under his underwear to firmly hold his penis in place, so as not to embarrass himself in certain situations.

Looking towards the backyard, he was surprised to find that the stripes on the central section of the low fence on the right were noticeably different from the stripes on the adjacent sections. He wondered why. He hadn't noticed it when he bought the house. Beyond this fence was the backyard of the rental house. On two separate occasions, when Donna went out early in the morning, she saw a middle-aged man wearing a construction hard hat walk out of the house, drive away, and it seemed the renter was likely a construction worker.

Donna's gaze shifted to the clear, still swimming pool. From the monthly bills sent by the maintenance company, Donna knew that they sent someone every Wednesday to clean the surface and bottom of the pool and test the pH value of the water (a qualitative acid-base test to ensure the water quality is neutral). But Donna herself had never had the chance to swim in the pool. "I wonder when I'll finally make good use of this swimming pool?" Thinking of this, Donna couldn't help but smile.

"Greet!" The back door of the neighbor's house opened. When Donna looked up, she saw a young girl walking out of the house. The girl was wearing a two-piece dark green bikini swimsuit, but the swimsuit was clearly a size too small for her.

The dark green swimsuit clung tightly to her milky-white skin, creating a striking contrast. Particularly striking were the girl's pert, upturned breasts, which pushed the small bikini top high, while the bikini bottoms clung tightly to her protruding buttocks, their curves exquisitely beautiful. The narrow swim trunks seemed to dig into her buttocks, leaving her rounded, snowy buttocks almost entirely exposed. Even with just a fleeting glance, Donner noticed the girl's exquisite beauty. Her sudden appearance reminded Donner of a past dream: he had longed for a daughter, but he had never been so fortunate.

Donner withdrew his gaze, habitually holding his breath and continuing to read the newspaper, allowing himself to enjoy this rare moment of tranquility.

"Ha!" The girl next door greeted Donner from outside the short fence.

"Hi! How are you?!" Donner looked up and answered.

"I'm fine. I've always wondered if you'll ever actually come to use your swimming pool?" the girl asked bluntly.

"That's a good question. I've been thinking about the same thing myself, but I just haven't had the time."

"Mr. Peirce—the previous owner of this house—always let me use this pool."

"Oh! If you want to use it, you're welcome to continue! I've been paying for the pool's maintenance; someone has to use it to make it worthwhile!"

As she finished speaking, the irregularly striped fence moved open, revealing a well-hidden sliding gate. No wonder Donald had noticed something unusual about the fence earlier.

The girl walked through the gate and expertly closed it behind her. She walked towards Donald, and he immediately sensed a powerful beauty and sensuality radiating from her, captivating him. She approached him slowly, her natural steps displaying a unique and elegant feminine grace. The beautiful, developing body encased in that tiny swimsuit drew Donner's gaze like a magnet.

"Ah! She's so beautiful!" Donner thought to himself, inwardly praising her.

"My name is Leah." She approached Donner, extending her delicate hand.

"Donner. Bathons. It's a pleasure to meet you, Leah." Donner gently grasped the girl's hand, responding with a polite smile, before reluctantly releasing her grasp.

Donner estimated her age to be between thirteen and fifteen, with blue eyes and brown hair, bright yet still somewhat childlike, about five-three-four inches tall, weighing no more than one hundred pounds, and with measurements of approximately 33C-22-33. Her legs were strong, long, and beautifully curved.

Donner had never looked at a woman like this before; he felt as if his gaze wanted to devour her whole.

He hoped she hadn't noticed his strange look.

Avoiding any sexual thoughts, Donald steered the conversation away from the topic: "That's quite a peculiar fence gate. I've lived here for five months and never knew there was a gate like that leading to your backyard!" "

I've been watching your backyard closely and noticed people often come to clean and maintain it, but you never seem to be here, so naturally you wouldn't have noticed the gate. Mr. Peirce installed this gate on the fence two years ago so I could easily come into his backyard to swim. They're so kind... but they themselves don't use the pool very often." "

From now on, the pool is always open to your use. I work long hours, leaving early and returning late, and I'm often not home. It feels good to know that people will come to the yard and swim in the pool!"

"Thank you!"

With that, Leah jumped into the pool and swam back and forth. Donald flipped through the newspaper again, but he couldn't bear to look; Leah was too alluring. He simply put the newspaper down and focused on watching Leah swim. He realized Leah was a skilled swimmer; she swam back and forth in the pool, changing strokes several times: butterfly, backstroke, breaststroke, freestyle—each stroke swam with remarkable agility and speed, and when she reached the edge, she somersaulted and turned in the water, just like a competitive swimmer.

Donald's gaze followed Leah's graceful figure back and forth in the pool...

Forty minutes later, Leah finished swimming and came up. Donald noticed that her nipples were erect, pushing up the small cups of her swimsuit high; through the tight, thin swimsuit, he could clearly see that her nipples looked like two round, plump little grapes.

The overly tight bikini bottoms revealed even more: her mons pubis and the outline of her swollen labia were clearly visible. Donald felt his mouth water and his penis harden. He was glad he hadn't taken off his tight bra after getting home, lest he lose his composure in front of the underage girl next door he was meeting for the first time. Donald couldn't help but look at Leah's beautiful body with intensely sexual eyes, although he kept telling himself not to have any impure thoughts, that what he saw was just a beautiful and lovely girl next door.

"Would you like a towel?" Donald said gently.

"Ah! Thank you! I just needed that."

The balcony connected to the "sunroom" (Note: a recreational room built on the outer edge of the house, with a roof and exterior covered by transparent glass panels). Donald got up and walked into the house. In the reflection of the glass door, he saw Leah following behind him. He opened the glass door of the sunroom and let Leah enter first. As she passed by Donald, he took the opportunity to admire her captivating curves.

He took a clean, large towel from the cabinet and handed it to her. She began to dry herself, and while wiping her hair, Donald had a great opportunity to admire her breasts up close. Her breasts were firm and perky, and he really wanted to hold and fondle them, but he didn't. At this moment, in his heart, she was no longer an underage girl, but a young woman he longed for.

After wiping her face, Leah smiled at Donald, her eyes no longer showing the wariness she had shown towards the stranger she had just met. She told Donald that she lived in the house next door with her father, a plumber who worked long hours, so she was usually home alone. Her mother had died in a car accident over a year ago. Speaking of her mother, Leah's beautiful eyes filled with tears. She was almost thirteen, in the seventh grade at a nearby middle school, equivalent to the first year of junior high in China. She had excellent grades, and Leah seemed quite proud. In sports, especially swimming, she was the best swimmer in her grade.

"I know education is very important. Only those with a good education have a future!" she said earnestly. Donner sensed that this beautiful girl, not yet thirteen, was not only physically more developed than other girls her age

, but also mentally precocious.

She continued telling Donner other things. Donner gazed at her, admiring her sweet beauty, nodding in agreement, and occasionally offering his own opinions in support of Leah. Leah revealed that her mother loved her dearly when she was alive, but after her mother's death, no one cared for her anymore. Her father was an alcoholic and often treated her roughly. Donner wanted to know more details, but Leah seemed unwilling to elaborate, changing the subject, and Donner wisely refrained from pressing further.

Donner began to feel hungry; he wanted to start a barbecue picnic. A propane stove was set up on the balcony, and the refrigerator was stocked with fine steaks and fresh lettuce. Donald had originally planned to have a picnic with steaks in the yard that day.

"Will Bei's father be home for dinner tonight?"

"No. He usually comes home late. He'll be working late tonight and won't be home until after ten o'clock."

"Hmm, I'm just about to start my picnic and barbecue in the yard. Will Bei mind having dinner with this old man? I can assure you, I'll get a good steak and some delicious cold lettuce."

"Ah, Mr. Barsons, I would be delighted to have dinner with you. I find it very lonely and boring to eat alone, and I'm not a good cook."

"Please don't call me 'sir'! Just call me 'Donald.' I have a rather good skill, which is cooking. And I love cooking very much! I would love for you to have dinner with me." "

Ah, then I'll have to go home and change my clothes before I come back."

Leah walked towards the fence, her round, bare buttocks swaying slightly. Donner watched her beautiful figure disappear.

Donner took out two pieces of film mingon steak (Note: premium tenderloin, often wrapped in baccon and grilled simultaneously, placed on a propane picnic grill, and heated over a low flame). This was his usual technique; once the steak was just cooked through, before the juices oozed out, he would briefly grill it over high heat, creating an extremely delicious and tender steak. While it was heating over a low flame, Donner went into the kitchen to mix the salad and prepare the fresh mushroom sauce to be poured over the steak. Just then, he heard Leah's clear voice.

"Don, where are you?"

"I'm in the kitchen. You can 'smell' the kitchen as soon as you come in from the sunroom!"

Donner heard the sunroom door open; his salad and mushroom dressing had just been prepared.

"Do you like the kind of oil or sauce used in salad dressing?" Donner asked, turning around to see Leah just entering the kitchen.

Leah was wearing shorts and a backless, neck-tied bra, her breasts prominently displayed, clearly without a bra. Donner's eyes lit up; the sudden, refreshing sight almost made him drop the salad bowl.

Quickly calming his racing heart, Donald smiled at Leah: "If you don't mind, you can help set the table; the cutlery is in the drawer behind you."

Leah turned to retrieve the cutlery, revealing her flawless, milky-white bare back. Donald gazed at Leah's rounded, shapely buttocks beneath her slender waist, and his lower body immediately swelled with desire. His mind seemed to revert to that of a fifteen-year-old boy, filled with envy and admiration for this innocent beauty before him.

"When she grows up, I wonder how many men will be captivated and heartbroken for her!" Donald thought to himself.

The steak was grilled to perfection, tender and juicy. The two sat happily at the picnic table in the backyard, fully enjoying their meal. Dinner proceeded in a relaxed atmosphere, and the two chatted casually. Through Leah's detailed account, Donald

gained a much deeper understanding of her background:

*Leah's thirteenth birthday is in two months.

* She has been selected for the high school swimming team. In all swimming events, she is the best newcomer, and her backstroke is second in the entire school, only slightly behind an eleventh-grade sophomore. The coach has high expectations for her. *Note: In high school, students can join teams in seventh grade, but cannot officially participate in inter-school competitions until ninth grade.

* Her high school has been the state's top girls' high school for the past two years. As per usual practice, the school pool will remain open for the first two months of summer vacation, but will operate under the name of the neighborhood swimming team, continuing to train the original team members and holding weekly competitions with other summer swimming teams from neighboring counties and districts.

As a team member, Leah is required to participate in these training sessions and competitions. However, according to regulations, team members must wear a standard one-piece swimsuit during training and competitions. A year and a half ago, her mother bought Leah two swimsuits: one for team training and competitions, and a bikini for non-competition occasions.

In recent months, she has grown rapidly, and the one-piece swimsuit was too tight last week to wear. Without that swimsuit, she cannot participate in swimming training or competitions. She dreams of owning a fashionable "Speedo" brand swimsuit. She asked her father to buy her one, but he refused, saying he couldn't afford it and that he considered swimming training and competitions meaningless, like "cow dung," and told her to give up. Leah felt quite helpless about this.

* She had an older brother six years her senior, whom she only knew had served in the military overseas last year. He and their father didn't get along, and they hadn't been in contact since their mother's death.

* She still didn't have a boyfriend. Many boys had asked her out multiple times, but her father always refused, saying she was too young. Therefore, she hadn't accepted any dates or attended any special holiday parties.

Leah also asked about Donald's profession and family situation.

After dinner, Donald served Leah a gram of ice cream while he sipped his coffee, enjoying the beautiful garden setting and admiring Leah's beauty. He wished he had come to the backyard sooner so he could have seen Leah sooner. Looking at Leah, he felt a sweet, yet conflicted feeling. He wished she were his daughter, and he wanted to cherish her with all his might, but the erect nipples beneath her bodice drew his gaze like a magnet. He felt deeply that the woman before him was someone he longed for immensely; her voice was so clear and beautiful, and he loved listening to it as she spoke of her feelings and hopes for life.

After finishing her ice cream, Leah said, "I want to swim again. You won't mind, will you?"

"Of course not. I love swimming. Maybe I'll join in and swim for a while!"

"That's great! I'd love to splash you and have a water fight!"

"Don't get too excited! I'm afraid I might end up soaking my tears in the water!"

Leah laughed, sticking out her tongue at Donald, and then ran and skipped home to change into her swimsuit. Donner went back inside, momentarily forgetting where he had his swimsuit; he hadn't been swimming in years. He finally found a pair of swim trunks in his sports closet, and thankfully, his physique remained as good as ever, the trunks still fitting perfectly. Donner, carrying two clean large towels, went to the poolside to wait for Leah.

After a long while, Leah reappeared.

"Why did you take so long?!"

"Your swimsuit is still wet! Have you ever worn a wet and small swimsuit? It's so hard to put on!"

"Why didn't Zai Xun call me? I would have come right away to help her put it on!" Donner said jokingly with a smile to Leah, unsure if she understood the meaning behind his words. In his heart, however, he was fantasizing about how thrilling it would be if she actually let him "help her put on" that wet and small bikini.

Leah clearly understood Donald's teasing. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and without replying, she jumped into the pool and swam back and forth. Donald's eyes followed Leah's graceful swimming movements. ...

After a while, Leah stopped at one end of the deep end and called out to Donald provocatively, "Come on! Coward!"

Donald tested the water temperature with his toes; it wasn't cold. He then jumped into the deep water where Leah was. He sank into the water, feeling the cool temperature and finding it very refreshing. But as soon as his head broke the surface, he was hit by a sudden surge of water; Leah had already begun a water fight.

Not to be outdone, Donner immediately retaliated with a splash, attempting to close the distance to Leah and submerge her head. However, Leah nimbly dodged, her swimming skills too agile to catch him. After several chases, Donner finally reached Leah, but she quickly slipped behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck and trying to push his head underwater. Donner felt her breasts pressing against his back—a strange and wonderful sensation. He grabbed her arms, letting her sink with him into the water… They played like this for a while, Donner constantly reminding himself to maintain boundaries and not to take advantage of her private parts.

"Cease fire!" A few minutes later, Donald, still panting and laughing, called out, "Ah! Leah, I've won! Let's call a truce, okay?!"

Donald went ashore to get a towel to dry himself off, and Leah followed him up. Donald handed her another large towel.

As she wiped the water droplets off her body, her pert breasts swayed up and down. Donald felt his penis rapidly becoming erect, but thankfully he had secured it with a tight-fitting garment beforehand.

"Tang, thank you for the delicious dinner and for letting me use your swimming pool. I hope your water fighting skills have improved so we can have another even match!"

"Just you wait and see, I will definitely improve and won't let you down! ... Ah! Remember, I can use this pool anytime! I usually come home late and can't visit you often."

After saying goodnight, Leah left through the invisible gate. Donner's mind was still filled with Leah's alluring figure and beautiful voice, and he felt a sweet sensation in his heart.

For the next two weeks, Donner was quite busy at work and came home late. He didn't see Leah. But judging from the puddles by the pool and on the balcony, he was sure Leah had been swimming. For two weeks, his mind had been filled with the alluring young woman's body, tightly encased in a tiny bikini. He knew he should find a way to see her again.

Donald wrote a short note, asking if Leah would be free to come home early that day, and promising to do so in return. If her father wasn't home, he'd like to invite her to dinner. After writing, Donald placed the letter in an envelope addressed to "Leah," and affixed it to a prominent spot near the diving board at the pool.

The next day, Donald returned home late and found a letter stuck to the back door of the sunroom. It was Leah's reply, informing him that she could come home early that Thursday, as her father wouldn't be home that day and she wouldn't be back until the following evening.

This gave Donald ample time to prepare a delicious meal. He also bought some exquisite desserts.

On Thursday afternoon at three o'clock, Donald returned home early. He'd only been home a short while when he heard the back door of the sunroom open. He immediately went to the sunroom and instantly saw Leah, still wearing that two-piece bikini swimsuit that was a size too small for her. This beautiful girl, whom Donald had been dreaming about for the past two weeks, gave him a feeling that he could never get enough of her.

"Hi! How have you

been these past two weeks?" Donald asked with a smile. "Hi, Don! I was happy to see your letter. Schoolwork is going well, but I haven't been able to participate in swim team practice these past two weeks, and I probably won't be able to participate in the upcoming summer swimming competition. I need a one-piece swimsuit, but my father still won't buy it, saying he can't afford it... although I know he doesn't really not want to." Donald

saw the helplessness and disappointment in Leah's eyes. A surge of indignation welled up inside him; he felt sorry for Leah. He knew that the price of a bottle of wine at a bar could buy a swimsuit suitable for swimming training, and her father was so inconsiderate of his daughter.

"Leah, it's Yi's birthday in two months, and I was thinking of buying him a gift. How about we buy him a new swimsuit he likes right now as an early birthday present? Would Yi's father agree?"

"Don! Are you serious? I really don't know what to say!"

"Don't say anything! I can afford it, I'm happy to help! All Chao needs to do is swim hard and win the race!"

"Okay, I'll ask my father for his opinion when he comes home tomorrow, and I'll leave a note on your door tomorrow."

Leah enjoyed the exquisite dinner and dessert prepared by Donald. After dinner, Leah went swimming in the pool, while Donald waited by the poolside, admiring Leah's beautiful figure that he never tired of looking at.

For Donald, the twilight passed too quickly! Dusk had fallen, Leah finished her practice, came ashore, and used the towel Donald had prepared for her to dry her hair and the water droplets on her body. After saying goodnight to Donald, Leah gracefully walked through the fence and went home.

Donald watched her beautiful figure go, feeling quite reluctant to part. He had mixed feelings about Leah: although deep down he harbored a strong desire for sexual intercourse with her, he also genuinely wished for a daughter as lovely as Leah, and he would do everything in his power to cherish her and let her grow up in happiness and joy.

The next day, Donner was very busy with work and didn't return home until around 8 PM. There was no note from Leah on the back door, and no water stains by the pool, confirming that Leah hadn't been there that day. Was she sick? Donner felt uneasy and puzzled. Although they had only met twice, Leah seemed to have become a part of his life.

The next day... the third day... still no news.

It was Monday again. Donald returned home at four o'clock early. Arriving in the backyard, he heard

a creaking sound from Lydia's back door, but saw no Lydia.

"Lydia!" he called from the low fence.

No reply. He raised his voice again, knowing someone next door must be home.

"Lydia, is Chen home?"

Still no response. Those few seconds felt like an eternity to Donald.

Finally, there was a reply.

"Hi, Donald, I'm busy, I can't come out to see you." Lydia's voice sounded dry and strained, quite different from before.

Suspicious, Donald immediately pushed open the fence door and went to Lydia's back door.

"How do I open this door? Leah, I have to see Pan, I have something to say to Shou!"

"Hmm... wait a moment... I'll open the door..."

A moment later, a "Kna" sounded, and the door opened. Leah stood inside, her head bowed in dejection. Donner involuntarily cried out in his heart: "This isn't Leah! This isn't the Leah who nimbly tumbled in the pool, challenging me!"

Leah was sobbing, her face haggard, with several abrasions on her cheeks and upper arms, and a dark mark under her left eye. Donner's first thought was that Leah had been injured in a traffic accident or some other accident.

"Leah, what accident happened? Why didn't you call me?"

But Donner immediately realized that he hadn't exchanged home phone numbers with Leah, nor had he given her his company and personal mobile phone numbers, so of course she couldn't contact him.

"No, this wasn't an accident."

"Were you beaten?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

Donald immediately realized that this was probably the heinous act of barbarity committed by Leah's alcoholic father. Leah had mentioned that her father had treated her roughly many times, and Donald immediately felt extremely indignant.

"Why would your father treat you like that?"

"I told him I wanted to buy me a swimsuit as a birthday present and asked him if he agreed. He slapped me and called me a shameless bitch. He was a little drunk at the time, and he said he didn't believe you would ask his permission to give it to me... It must be something I gave you... services... in exchange..." Leah sobbed.

"I think I should call the police. Next time he might break Bamboo Shoot's bones."

"Oh, no, don't do that. If you do, they'll send me to a juvenile detention center. I don't want to go to a place like that."

Donner's mind raced. Leah was right; those detention centers weren't good places. He decided to help her get out of this terrible situation immediately and give her a safe and comfortable environment. But what should he do?

Donner thought of one of his familiar clients. He was a famous lawyer at a well-known law firm in the city, who was very grateful for Donner's excellent service, which had saved the law firm a lot of unnecessary expenses and brought in huge legal profits. He had repeatedly claimed that if Donner were involved in any legal matters, he would serve as Donner's pro bono legal counsel, providing him with services free of charge indefinitely. In fact, Donner's accounting and tax expertise was something they could never obtain from any other accounting or tax firm, which made them extremely grateful to him. Donner decided to contact this lawyer friend first thing tomorrow morning.

"When will North's father be home?" Donner asked.

"He went to a construction site in the neighboring city, saying he would be back in five days. He's been gone for a day."

Donner calculated in his mind that he had four days left, and he needed to find a solution to this problem as quickly as possible within those four days. This father was truly despicable; he couldn't be allowed to have the chance to wreak havoc on Leah again.

"Lia, how have you been eating these past few days?"

"My father gave me some money, just enough to buy a jar of peanut butter and some bread. I've been eating peanut butter on bread these past few days." "

Come to my house. I'll make you something nice to eat. Have you been to school?"

"No, I look terrible, I don't want my classmates or teachers to see me like this."

"I'll call Jenny right away. She's my company's accountant and a beauty and makeup expert, I'll ask her to come and do a makeover for Xin Xuan."

Back at Donald's house, Donald immediately took out frozen drinks, cheese, potato chips, and other snacks for Leah, and took out two T-bone steaks from the freezer to thaw on the picnic grill, then immediately called Jenny. After learning about Leah's situation, Jenny felt great sympathy. Although she was very busy, she was willing to help for free and drove over, estimating she would arrive in thirty minutes.

After Leah had a drink and some snacks, her complexion improved. Donald sat beside her, and Leah looked at him, rested her head on his chest, and began to sob softly. Donald comforted her gently, stroking her hair tenderly.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect your face. I will definitely find a very reliable way to prevent him from touching you again."

"How can you do that? He is my father!"

"Don't worry, I will handle this."

Donald then realized that he really needed the help of his lawyer friend; they would surely find a way that would benefit Leah. Although Donald wasn't a lawyer, he knew that abusing a minor child to the point of injury was absolutely unacceptable under the law, and the perpetrator would be punished.

A car sped onto the driveway in Donald's front yard; Jenny had arrived on time.

"I don't know how to thank you enough for your help!" Donald thanked Jenny, who had rushed over immediately upon hearing the news.

Jenny's first words to Leah were: "My God, who could be so heartless as to harm her!" She hugged Leah, comforting her like a loving mother.

"It was her father. This isn't the first time he's hurt her, but it's the first time I've seen it. Looking at these injuries, you can imagine how vicious and ruthless he was when he struck!"

"What do you want me to do?" Jenny asked.

"Hmm, ever since she was injured three days ago, Leah hasn't dared to go to school. Could we use cosmetic makeup to lighten or cover up the scars on her face?"

"No problem! I can do it. And I can teach Leah, so she can do it herself later!"

"Oh! That's wonderful! Jenny, you're truly an angel sent by God! I'm about to make dinner, are you hungry?"

"No, thank you. I'll start working on Leah's makeup now. Then I need to get to the YMCA to pick up my daughter before 8:30. I brought enough makeup materials, enough for Leah to use once or twice more. You can buy the materials you need later at the cosmetics store; I'll write down the list and leave it with you."

"Oh, thank you, Jenny! We'll go shopping at the mall right after dinner."

Jenny helped Leah sit down and began working on her makeup, explaining everything. Donald went to prepare dinner and drinks.

The steak was ready in no time. "Lia, dinner is ready!" Donald called out.

"Give me five more minutes! We'll be right there!" Jenny replied

. Donald had just placed the food and dishes on the long dining table in the indoor dining room when Jenny and Leah entered.

When Donald looked up, he noticed that not only were the purplish-black marks under Leah's eyes gone, but the abrasions on her face and arms were also gone. Jenny had deepened the makeup around Leah's eyes and applied rose-colored lipstick to her lips. With her fair skin and beautiful face, she was stunningly beautiful; she looked like an eighteen-year-old beauty.

"Jenny, I really don't know how you did it, I'm a natural beauty! Leah, I'm so beautiful!"

"Well, it's all due to Leah's natural beauty!... Your grilled steak smells so good, I really wanted to stay and have a taste, but I'm too late, I have to hurry and pick up my daughter. I've given the order form to Leah, I have to go now. If you have any questions or need my help, please call me."

Donald saw Jenny to the door. "Jenny, I owe you a huge favor!" Donald sincerely thanked her again.

Back in the restaurant, he saw Leah smiling.

"Jenny is really amazing! I can hardly believe this change!" Leah said happily.

"I completely believe it! Just like Jenny said, I'm naturally beautiful. Your back is so beautiful, so beautiful!

If it weren't for the fact that you're a little girl, I would really want to kiss you all I want!"

Leah looked at Donald in astonishment. She approached Donald, hooking her arm around his neck, rising on her tiptoes, and pressing her cherry lips to his.

Donald immediately felt that it wasn't a young girl's peck, but a lover's sweet kiss; her lips were soft and tender, and he could taste the lipstick. What was even more irresistible was that her breasts pressed tightly against his chest, the strange sensation causing Donald's genitals to immediately swell and harden, touching the mons pubis below Leah's abdomen. Leah seemed to sense the change in Donald's lower body, but she didn't pull away, letting her mons pubis press firmly against Donald's erection. In this wonderfully sensual state, Donald couldn't help but gently embrace Leah's slender waist, repeatedly kissing her soft cherry lips.

A moment later, as his senses returned, Donald realized he had crossed the line. He quickly composed himself and relaxed the embrace.

"Lia, let's have dinner. Afterwards, we need to go to the Mall Market building to buy the cosmetics Jenny listed."

They sat down at opposite ends of the long table and began their dinner. Both were hungry and enjoyed the delicious steak and other dishes. Donald's other worry was also relieved: his genitals had begun to soften. He and Leah sat facing each other, their eyes filled with mutual admiration and love. Leah was so sweet, and Donald's heart was filled with tenderness for her, but also with a strong underlying desire. He reminded himself that he had to suppress the latter.

After dinner, Donald quickly cleared the table, and Leah also nimbly helped him.

Mall was only four miles from Donald's house, a quick trip that gave them ample time to shop. Leah seemed excited, as if she had temporarily forgotten the pain of her abuse. But Donald couldn't forget it; the thought of Leah's mistreatment filled him with rage.

Shopping at Mall was a rare pleasure for Leah, for which she was filled with gratitude. Leah's graceful demeanor and smile seemed infectious, and the beauty department staff greeted her warmly, purchasing all the cosmetics she needed.

Donald asked Leah if she had any perfume, to which she replied no. Donald led Leah to the perfume counter, and Leah could hardly believe she was there to buy perfume. The shop was filled with high-quality brand-name perfumes, all beautifully packaged and dazzling. Under the attentive service of the sales staff, Leah sampled each one, deciding which she would like best. To Donner, all the high-quality perfumes smelled wonderful.

"Leah, I can choose two or three that I like."

"May I?" Leah's eyes lit up with joy, like a child receiving a Christmas present. Donner was happy to do something to cheer up Leah, who was feeling melancholy. "

Take your time choosing, and call me when you're done... I'll go check out the shop across the street."

"Okay. I'll be there in a bit, not too long."

The shop across the street specialized in sportswear, displaying a wide variety of "Speedo" products. As Donna entered the store, a young female clerk approached him:

"Can I help you?"

"Do you have women's swimsuits for swimming competitions?" Donna asked.

"We have all kinds of men's and women's swimsuits from Speedo."

"Do you see that young lady in the store across the street?"

"Ah! You mean the girl with the pretty braided hair?"

"Yes. Could you help me choose four Speedo competition swimsuits that fit her? I'll bring her over after she buys them there."

"I'd be happy to help. I'm Carol, just come find me later."

"Thank you, we'll be right there."

Donna walked back to the beauty salon and sat down on the bench by the entrance. A moment later, he heard Leah calling:

"Donna, I've chosen!"

Donna went into the store and paid.

“We need to check out another store,” Donald said to Leah.

“Oh! Where else?”

Donald took Leah’s hand and led her into the store called “Sports Village.” Carol saw them and came over to greet them.

“Carol, this is Leah. She needs some help,” Donald said.

“Well, I’ve already picked out four outfits for her to try on. Leah, please come with me to the fitting room.”

“Fitting room?” Leah asked, somewhat confused.

“Don’t worry, I’ll wait here,” Donald said.

Donald waited outside for a full twenty minutes before Leah and Carol came out of the fitting room. Donald thought that girls, after all, are more careful; if it were a boy, he would probably only need three minutes to choose. He was glad he had bought a one-piece swimsuit instead of a two-piece one, otherwise he might have had to wait even longer.

“Don, they’re all beautiful. But you shouldn’t have spent so much.”

“Carol, do they fit?” Donner asked.

“They’re like they were made for Leah! Leah looks absolutely gorgeous in them!”

“Leah, are you happy with the colors and patterns?”

“Ah, they’re all wonderful. But you shouldn’t have done this; you’ve spent too much.”

“Carol, could you please pack them all up for us to take with us?”

Donner, with a large bag containing four swimsuits tucked under his arm, walked with Leah to the parking lot. Leah thanked him repeatedly.

“Leah, I’m so happy… I’ve never had a daughter before, and if I’m lucky enough to have one like Cian!”

Leah linked arms with Donald, clinging tightly to him as they walked towards their car. Once inside, Leah took his hand and kissed the back of it. This made Donald feel a little awkward, but the sensation of her hand and cherry lips was so wonderful.

"Thank you, Donald. No one has ever bought me so many beautiful clothes or cared for me so much. I don't know how to thank you!"

"Don't thank me. I just hope I like these swimsuits and win the race!"

"Well, I hope you can have time to watch my swimming competition." "

I'll consider it. Ideally, let me know the judges' time and place a few days before the competition. I'll try my best to make time to watch the summer competition."

Donald stopped in front of a supermarket. Leah followed him out of the car and into the market. Donald selected a freshly cut

, high-quality cold platter of ham and scalloped beef, fresh lettuce, a carton of eggs, milk, and

fresh orange juice .

The car sped into the driveway in front of Donald's house; they had arrived home. Leah had seemed very excited on the way there, as if she had completely forgotten about being injured. But Donald hadn't forgotten at all; he decided to call his lawyer friend first thing the next morning.

Getting out of the car, Donald, carrying his swimsuit bag and the food bags, used the key to open the gardener's gate on the side of the yard, meandered along the path along the wall to the backyard, and placed the bags on the picnic table.

He pointed to the food bags and said, "These can be used for breakfast and lunch for the next few days. I'll come back earlier these days to have dinner with you... Would you like anything cold to drink?" Donald asked, preparing to hand the food bags of various sizes to Leah.

"Ah, no, thank you. Don, I'm very tired. These past few days have been really tough, but you brought me so much joy today. I know I'll always be grateful to you. If you're happy, I'll try on all these swimsuits for you tomorrow, okay?"

"I'd love to!"

Leah approached Donald and extended her slender hand to him. Donald thought she wanted to shake hands goodbye, so he reached out and shook hers.

But as their hands clasped, Leah pulled him closer, her arms encircling his neck, and they kissed passionately like lovers. Her entire body pressed against him, and in an instant, Donald was enveloped in her soft, warm embrace.

"Damn it!" Donald thought to himself, his uncooperative penis immediately swelling again, pressing against Leah's mons pubis. He was certain Leah had sensed the change in his lower body. She pressed her mons pubis against his erection, and at the same time, her cherry lips parted slightly, offering her delicate tongue to Donald's mouth. Donald held her smooth tongue in his mouth, and she let him suckle, finding the taste of her tongue incomparably exquisite.

After a long while, they reluctantly released their embrace.

"I really wish you were my father," Leah said, picking up the bags of various sizes from the table and leaving.

The next morning, Donald went into his office and immediately spoke with his friend George Wallace, the lead attorney at the law firm, telling him everything he knew about Leah.

"Well, she's a minor, and there are no other relatives nearby. If there's anything I can do about this, the first thing I need to do is find a suitable place to house her... otherwise, she'll be sent to a state-run juvenile detention center."

"Am I qualified?"

"You! Donald! I think you are certainly qualified. But do you understand what you're getting into? If you get court approval to be her 'guardian,' you'll be responsible for at least four years, or until she reaches adulthood." “

Yes. I’m willing to take her in and be her guardian. If necessary, I’m also willing to formally adopt her and recognize her as my daughter.”

“That’s great. I’ll try it right away.”

Two hours later, George called.

“We’ve done a background check on Leah’s father. He has a habit of hitting women of all ages. He currently has several cases of violence against women pending trial.”

“What impact will this have on Leah? How should we handle this situation?”

“Well, we need to obtain two legal documents as soon as possible: one is a restraining order prohibiting him from touching Leah’s body, and the other is a certificate authorizing you to be Leah’s temporary guardian.” “

Is that enough? As long as the law allows, I hope Leah will never have to ‘face’ him again, and that he will never have another chance to violently abuse her. Otherwise, he might hurt her even more severely next time.”

“Are you really willing to adopt her?” George asked.

“Yes, if that’s the only way to ensure Leah will never again be violently abused by her father.”

“Okay, then I’ll handle it immediately. If everything goes smoothly, I’ll contact you this afternoon.”

At three o’clock in the afternoon, the law firm called. It was the voice of George’s secretary, whom Donald knew well.

"Everything is ready. Donald, you're very lucky. I've never seen the boss so actively busy. He's mobilized almost every resource here to handle your case... The judge has issued an order prohibiting Leah's father from approaching Leah, and has also accepted your request to become Leah's temporary guardian, effective immediately. The county's child protection department is also reviewing your possibility of formally adopting Leah... The court and George have already spoken with you..." The sheriff of that district has contacted you. As soon as you see Leah's father appear, immediately notify the sheriff, and they will present him with the judge's injunction in person. George told you not to worry, he has everything arranged. He will contact you again tomorrow... Now, we need to process your temporary guardianship certificate tonight. Once it's ready, he will deliver it to you immediately..."

Donald sincerely thanked George; he was truly loyal and resourceful, and his efficiency was incredibly high! He was going to great lengths to help him, and doing so voluntarily!

He couldn't believe he was already Leah's legal guardian! He decided to go home immediately and tell Leah the news. He told the office staff that he had an urgent matter at home and needed to return immediately. At 3:30 PM, he headed home.

When he got home, he saw Leah swimming in the pool. He approached the edge, and Leah, seeing him, stopped and got out of the pool. Leah was wearing a newly bought navy blue speedboat; her skin was so white it was almost translucent, her breasts were firm, and she had a slender waist and long legs—she was more beautiful than a lotus emerging from the water.

"Ah! She's so beautiful! Even Venus would be jealous!" Donald thought to himself.

"Leah, I have some news to tell you, and I hope you'll think it's good news!"

"What do you mean? What news?"

"Does Bei like the 'guardian' I'm supposed to be? If so, then Zai can live with me, which would be very gratifying. This house is quite large, with five bedrooms and four ensuite bathrooms." "I would be very happy to have someone by my side."

Leah looked confused, and Donald could see that she was doubtful and uneasy.

"How is that possible? My father will be furious."

"Don't worry. The court has issued an injunction forbidding him from touching or even approaching her. The injunction will be issued to him as soon as he gets home. He can never harm her again. My law firm has made arrangements with the county's child safety department, and the judge has approved my temporary guardianship starting today. They are processing my application for permanent guardianship. If all goes smoothly and they agree, I can then apply for adoption to raise my legal daughter. I would be more than happy to do that."

"Ah! Tang! I think I'm very happy to accept what you're going to do! I've never met anyone as kind and loving as you! I'm just worried that my father will be enraged."

"The sheriff and my lawyer will meet with him in person to present the court order prohibiting him from using force against him or approaching him. If you like, you can move in tonight... Hmm, maybe I should go back and pack my things now and move in immediately. We'll buy everything else the beast needs right away. From now on, he's a very important part of my life!"

Leah was agitated by this sudden change, appearing disoriented and somewhat bewildered.

Although she looked fifteen, she was actually only a twelve-year-old girl, and this sudden change was a profound shock to her... She began to sob softly.

Donald urged Leah to move immediately because he was worried her father might unexpectedly return home early, fearing she would be harmed again.

"I can sense Pan's distress and pain. But I don't want to see Pan harmed again without protection. However, whether to move or not is a decision for Tanbin himself. I want to understand how I feel about Pan. If we decide to move, then don't leave any messages for my father. I don't want him to know where the verdict is. Let the sheriff and my lawyer handle these details."

After hesitating for a moment, Leah finally nodded, agreeing to Donald's suggestion. She left the pool, walked over the fence, and Donald watched her enter the house. He waited for her to reappear, feeling an overwhelming sense of anticipation.

She finally appeared, closed the back door of her house, walked through the fence, and turned to close the fence gate. She had changed into jeans and a t-shirt, carrying the bags she'd brought the night before in her left hand and a small suitcase in her right.

"This is all my possessions. I don't have much. My father has never bought me anything, and most of the clothes my mother bought me are too old and small to wear anymore. What you bought me last night is the most new clothes I've ever received in my life."

Donald was determined to focus solely on Leah. He thought that if he had ever had such a lovely daughter, he would have done everything he could to provide for her needs and support her emotional and physical development. When his wife and son were still at home, he had done his best to make them comfortable, providing them with ample emotional and material support.

Donald opened his arms. Leah put down the food she was holding, nestled into Donald's embrace, and began to sob. Donald gently stroked her hair, offering words of comfort.

“Lia, this is the beginning of a new chapter in my life. I hope it will be wonderful—as wonderful as I could ever imagine.”

He held her tightly and kissed her forehead. Leah’s emotions gradually calmed down.

“Want to see Xia’s new bedroom?”

“Ah! Yes!”

Leah’s eyes began to sparkle, her face flushed, radiating a luminous glow. Some traces of makeup still lingered under her eyes, most of which had been washed away in the pool. Donald instinctively felt that she looked like an angel in a church mural; she had returned to the joyful expression she had the night before.

They carried Leah’s luggage into the house. Leah told Donald that during lunch break at school today, her homeroom teacher accompanied her to meet a middle-aged woman from the county office and the school doctor. They examined her injuries and applied some ointment. They asked about the time, place, and people who had assaulted her, and Leah had to answer truthfully. During the conversation, she noticed there was video recording. She went to class as usual in the afternoon and forgot about the incident. Donald knew it must have been people from the Department of Child Welfare. This morning, he received a call from his lawyer to collect physical evidence of Leah's abuse by her father.

The bedrooms were all on the second floor. When Donald moved in, he hired a professional interior designer to decorate these bedrooms. Donald was wealthy and didn't care about costs; all the furniture and decorations were exquisite. The five bedrooms were all spacious. Donald used the "master" bedroom, and the other four were guest rooms, though no relatives or friends ever visited.

"There are four unused bedrooms here; I may choose any one,"

Leah said excitedly, running back and forth between the four bedrooms like a child in a toy store, comparing them several times.

"I want this one, Donald," Leah chose a bedroom with a full bathroom and a view overlooking the backyard.

"Whatever you like, this is the room in the house,"

Leah exclaimed happily. Donald immediately went downstairs and brought up Leah's swimsuit pockets and suitcase, placing them in Leah's bedroom. Leah excitedly approached Donald:

"Donald, I was just facing the dilemma of 'to move or not to move?', but now I feel much more at ease." "

Lia, I'm so happy to have decided to move in. This move has made me a happy old man!"

"No, Tang, you're not an old man, you're a handsome, strong, and loving man... Tang, I want to take a good bath and then wear all the swimsuits you bought me, one by one, and perform for you."

"If you'd like, that would be my pleasure! But no rush. I've been under so much pressure these past few days, I need to relax."

"Oh, yes. Tang, I've never experienced so much joy and so much sorrow in just a few days."

"From now on, I will enjoy myself to the fullest. Tomorrow we'll go buy everything I need.

I have absolutely no daily necessities for women here; I'm the first female guest in this house!"

"Ah! Tang, you've already given me so much."

"Lia, I'm genuinely happy to do something for you. I'd like to buy some clothes, all kinds of underwear and outerwear... and little things ladies like, such as bubble baths... and anything else you might want."

They went downstairs together, and Donald asked Leah if she wanted to go out for dinner. Leah said she loved Donald's cooking and that she wanted to start observing and learning.

Donald skillfully made delicious spaghetti and meatballs, along with cheese and tomato sauce. Leah ate heartily, intuitively finding it far more delicious than any spaghetti she had ever tasted.

After dinner, and once everything was tidied up, Donald explained some everyday things to Leah, such as the phone number, the front and back door keys, the location of the food storage, etc., to help Leah familiarize herself with her new environment. Afterward, Donald began making coffee, while Leah went upstairs to her room to shower.

A moment later, Donald heard the sound of running water. An image flashed in his mind of Leah's beautiful naked body under the showerhead, water droplets splashing on her firm breasts… But he instantly regained his senses, feeling a helpless shame for his wicked thoughts.

Nearly an hour later, Leah descended the curved stairs.

"I'm here!" Leah smiled brightly.

She was wearing a newly bought swimsuit, the fabric clinging tightly to her body. Two striped lines ran down her chest, gradually narrowing before converging at her thighs. The lines made her already high breasts stand out even more, and the fabric clinging between her legs accentuated her mons pubis and vulva. Donald could clearly feel that Leah's nipples were particularly large, and her labia appeared very swollen and full.

Donald really wanted to go up and hug her, to caress her alluring curves.

Leah's face was also made up, with lipstick, and her hair was styled in a high bun, making her look as radiant as an eighteen or nineteen-year-old beauty, making it hard to believe that she was only a girl not yet thirteen.

In front of Donald, Leah swayed her body like a fashion model so that he could see her from the front, back, left, and right.

"Lia, you look gorgeous! This swimsuit fits you perfectly!"

"I'm so glad you like it. Let me try on another one for you."

"I've been busy all day, so maybe we'll only try on one outfit each night. Tomorrow we're going to mall to buy some clothes, and when we get home I'll have even more new outfits to try on. Let me admire your fashion show...

Would you like to sit next to me, relax, and talk? Or would you like to go for another swim?"

"I want to sit next to you, Don. I'll go swimming again tomorrow while you're at work."

Leah walked towards the sofa where Don was sitting, but she didn't sit next to him. She raised her knees and knelt on either side of the sofa beside him, facing him, straddling his lap. Her firm breasts pressed against Don's chest, her arms wrapped around his neck. She breathed softly, her cherry lips slightly parted, and pressed them against his, their lips meeting tightly in a wet kiss. Don felt her cherry lips were soft, warm, and sweet; the taste was so wonderful.

"Thank you, Don. Perhaps I should call you Daddy."

"Ah, Leah, just call me Daddy! My most beloved daughter!"

They kissed passionately again. Don's lower body was already hard, pressing against Leah's bulging vulva. He was certain that Lydia had felt his erection, but she didn't back away, continuing to press close to him and share a sweet kiss.

After a long while, their tightly pressed lips finally parted.

She gazed at Donald, her voice soft and slightly breathless, "Daddy, I think I should go to sleep. I faced tremendous pressure today. I think the luckiest thing in my life is meeting you."

"Goodnight, Leah. There's a radio that doubles as an alarm clock on the small table beside the bed. I have to leave early tomorrow morning. If Father comes home early, don't let him see you; inform me immediately. If he suspects me of having an affair and knocks on the door, don't answer. I'll be back early this afternoon; we're going to mall, and I need to buy a lot of things."

"Goodnight, Daddy."

Donald watched Leah go upstairs, two conflicting emotions swirling within him. He wanted to be the best father to his lovely daughter, but Leah's alluring young body kept replaying in his mind.

The law firm delivered the newly acquired temporary guardianship certificate to Donna before 9:00 AM, assuring him that everything was alright. However, Donna remained somewhat uneasy, worried that Leah's father might come home early and confront her.

The next two days unfolded similarly: Donna went to work during the day, and Leah went to school. Donna returned home at 5:00 PM, and after dinner, he and Leah went to several department stores in Mall, purchasing a large quantity of fashionable clothes, accessories, jewelry, thermal underwear for after-workouts, various lingerie and sleepwear, and multiple pairs of the latest women's shoes… Leah simply couldn't believe Donna would spend so much money on her clothes and accessories; her wardrobe quickly became overflowing. Every night, though exhausted when she got home, Leah was always excited, insisting on wearing one or two new outfits for Donald to admire.

Leah, already possessing a beautiful figure, looked even more radiant and glamorous in her well-fitting new clothes and after makeup. Donald felt as if he were seeing a stunningly beautiful, mature model. He was very proud of Leah's figure and charm. His envy and admiration for Leah grew deeper and deeper.

He had also tacitly accepted her expressions of love: her hugs and kisses. Each time they kissed, he would quickly become erect, and sometimes she would even press against his erection, naturally twisting and rubbing it gently. This made him feel incredibly sexy and aroused. But he maintained an invisible barrier, repeatedly reminding himself that he must guard this barrier and maintain this necessary final distance with her. He could passively accept her offerings, but he must never actively pursue or seduce her. He hoped that in the future, she would realize that his feelings for her were genuine friendship, not something he was doing for her body.

These past few days, Leah had become a very important part of Donald's life. When he returned home and saw Leah's radiant smile, a sweet feeling would well up within him, and he felt instantly filled with vitality. Leah's arrival was the happiest thing in his life, and he was glad to have become a part of hers.

On Thursday afternoon at four o'clock, Donald returned home early. He noticed that Leah was visibly upset and unhappy.

“My father is back. He knocked on the front door, but I ignored him and stayed in the bedroom so he wouldn’t see me. I think he’s drunk again. I was just about to call you.”

“Lia, stay in the room and don’t go out yet. I’ll call the sheriff and my lawyer right away.”

A few minutes after the call, Donner saw a police car drive up to the right lane, and two officers got out, seemingly waiting. Soon after, his lawyer arrived in his car. The three of them met and knocked on Leah’s door. Donner saw the door open, and the three went inside.

About twenty minutes later, the three came out of the house, got into their respective cars, and drove away. A few minutes later, the phone rang; it was Donner’s lawyer friend calling from his car on his cell phone.

"Everything's done. He's signed the 'no objection' document and accepted the restraining order prohibiting him from approaching or disturbing Leah."

"No objection?"

"He signed it, promising not to raise any objections to Leah's court-appointed guardian. When we left, he was already packing, preparing to move, saying he was moving to a place closer to his work. He's notified the rental company to move out immediately." "

He's quite decisive, signing so readily."

"At first, he was very stubborn and vicious. This guy was foul-mouthed, calling his daughter a bitch and saying she deserved whatever punishment or suffering she suffered. He kept cursing and roaring. But we had an arrest warrant ready for him: he had illegally abused and violently injured a child, and the court would not only fine him but also arrest him and put him in jail. We threatened him with this, and he finally complied and signed the document. Two sheriffs were witnesses on the spot and also signed the document. This 'no objection' document was officially legally established and effective. However, this guy was also a rare character, completely devoid of humanity and family affection. From beginning to end, he never once asked where Leah was."

"Thank you so much for helping me so much. I don't know how to repay you." "

Compared to all the good you've done for us, this is just a small token of gratitude. Your suggestions and services saved us nearly 200,000 yuan last year alone, so this is just a small token of appreciation! My team will continue to work on this case, monitor developments, and get you to become Leah's permanent guardian as soon as possible, until she comes of age. We will also apply for the formal adoption of Leah as your daughter, but that will take a long time."

"Thank you! I think Leah will be very happy to hear this."

After hanging up, Donald was filled with joy. The matter was actually settled. From now on, Leah could be raised and protected by him, and soon he could even formally adopt her as his daughter.

"Leah, please come downstairs, I have good news for you!"

Leah appeared at the top of the stairs, wearing a pair of well-fitting, fashionable tight shorts and a cool, sleeveless tube top

. She wore some makeup and looked like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old model. Donald was instantly distracted, his mind filled with images of the fresh, curvaceous female body hidden beneath the thin top and shorts. In that instant, he forgot that he was Leah's new father and was just a lustful lecher.

She gracefully descended the stairs, and Donald quickly regained his senses. He told Leah the news from her lawyer.

Just then, they heard a loud slam of a car door slamming shut, followed by the screeching of tires as the car sped off. They went to the window and watched as Leah's father's car roared away.

"Leah! Today is the first day of your new life! I hope the future will be wonderful!

Because of eyes, my life is now filled with warmth again. Until I met Pan, I realized how lonely and empty I was. I am so proud to have such a wonderful daughter!"

"Ah! Daddy! I love you! This past week, I've experienced a dramatic transformation. Look at me! Don't I look like a grown woman? All the clothes you bought me are so beautiful and comfortable. I don't know how to thank you enough!"

Leah threw herself into Donald's arms, and the two shared a sweet, passionate kiss. She slipped her delicate tongue into Donald's mouth, letting him suckle. In the past few days, they had shared several such embraces and kisses that went beyond the usual father-daughter dynamic. She also knew that his lower body would immediately swell when they kissed. She felt a surge of love for this handsome, strong, kind, and considerate man, a desire to be one with him. She hoped to bring him happiness in the future. With a heart full of devotion, she naturally pressed herself against his erection, rubbing against it. Donald held her slender waist tightly, and she felt an inexplicable excitement and pleasure.

Donald felt as if he were in heaven.

After a two-minute kiss, Donald reluctantly ended the sweet embrace and asked Lian if she wanted dinner at home or out.

"Daddy, shall we go to McDonald's? I haven't had their French fries in over a year!"

They ate at a McDonald's about two miles from home. Father and daughter gazed at each other tenderly as they ate.

Back home, Lian went upstairs to do her homework. Having missed two days of school, she had a lot of work to catch up on.

At 10:30, she came downstairs to say goodnight to Donald and planted a light "daughter-daddy" kiss on his lips.

Donald poured himself a glass of Napoleon brandy, sipping it slowly to relax. His mind was filled with Lian's beautiful image.

A month passed quickly.

Two weeks ago, George's law firm delivered the court's power of attorney, confirming Donald as Leah's permanent guardian until she comes of age.

Donald continued his regular work schedule, leaving early and returning late. But no matter how late he came home, Leah would wait for him. Leah had also learned many of Donald's signature dishes, even surpassing him in deliciousness. They regularly went to the market to buy daily necessities and food. Without realizing it, she had begun managing the household chores. Before going to the market, she would write down a shopping list; she often had excellent shopping suggestions. Once at the market, she and Donald would each carry a portion of the list and shop separately to save time.

They also had moments of kissing every day. Now, once home, he removes the tight undergarment from his underwear, freeing himself from its constraints. When they kiss, she presses herself against his erection, her graceful movements a gentle, undulating motion, savoring the unique pleasure of touching his masculine features. He, in turn, slides his hands down her slender waist to the curves of her buttocks, gently pressing against her rounded hips, making the soft flesh of her lower abdomen press against his erect penis through several layers of fabric. But Donner steadfastly guards his final line, refraining from any further sexual advances towards Leah. Aside from this unusual, intimate kiss, they are a respectful and considerate father and daughter, with Donner being an exceptionally caring father. He had started distributing monthly allowances to Leah, giving her enough pocket money to go to McDonald's and other snack shops with her teammates and classmates. She was no longer as timid and lonely as before.

Leah's body was also changing. She was growing taller and bigger rapidly. Donald and she became regulars at the mall, with Donald continuing to buy Leah well-fitting swimsuits, new makeup, and audio CDs. Her latest measurement was 105 pounds, with a 50/50 bust, 34-23-34.

Donald's backyard had also undergone some significant changes. The fence gate was no longer needed, so Donald hired someone to replace the four low fences on the right side with an eight-layered brick wall of the same style as the rest of the perimeter. This made the backyard more private and secure, completely out of the reach of outsiders, allowing them to move and relax freely.

Donald added several comfortable reclining chairs and various garden furniture pieces so that Leah and he could lie down or sunbathe at their leisure.

Although Leah looked so stunning in her swimsuit, Donald often reminisced about her unique beauty in a bikini.

They went to the mall to buy supplies.

They passed by Victoria's Secret,

a store known for its wide selection of sexy women's lingerie. Donald suggested that Leah go inside and choose two bikinis for swimming at home. He suggested a dark green one, contrasting sharply with her milky-white skin, and another flesh-colored one, matching her skin tone.

"We also have all sorts of exotic bras and lingerie here; if you like them, I'll buy them at will."

Leah stared at Donald for a moment, a knowing smile playing on her lips, before entering the shop. Donald sat on a bench in front of the shop, leisurely watching the passersby, but he didn't see any girls comparable to Leah. Just as he was fantasizing about Leah's alluring figure in a bikini, he heard her silvery voice.

"Daddy, I'm ready."

Donald went into the shop to pay; it was "Daddy's" duty. The thought of seeing Leah in a sexy bikini soon would excite him greatly, making the small bill well worth it!

Once in the car, Leah said, "Daddy, I'm going to wear all these bikinis I bought for you when we get home!"

"Did you buy two?"

"Actually, I bought three. Two were bought as you requested, and I also bought a light blue one."

"That's great. Should we buy some nice underwear too?"

"Ah, Daddy, wait until you see the matching underwear I already have. I already have so many sets; I've never had so many sets of underwear before. They're so soft, and they feel so good against my skin!"

Leah reached into the back seat and took a small paper package from the pocket of the newly bought bikini swimsuit.

"You absolutely have to see me in this new swimsuit." Leah had a mysterious and sly smile on her face.

When Donna looked at the package, it was incredibly small; it seemed like it could only hold a small handkerchief at most. Donna was immediately excited. Leah would look absolutely stunning in that barely-there swimsuit!

Unfortunately, it was late when they got home, and Leah was exhausted. They had to go to work and school early the next morning. They agreed to postpone the bikini show. With

the semester ending soon, Leah had been busy preparing for her exams for the next few days and hadn't had a chance to show Donna her new bikini.

It was now the last week of May.

It was Thursday. Leah's birthday was in two days. Donna had already ordered a beautiful gold heart-shaped necklace, with his and Leah's names engraved inside, intending to put it on her on Saturday morning.

Leah had finished all her exams, and summer vacation was about to begin. On Thursday evening, Donald returned home, and she told him her exam results. She had excellent grades, scoring above 85% in every subject, with perfect scores in math and biology. Her summer swimming program would begin next Tuesday. Her swimming time was steadily improving, and the coach estimated that she would likely break several school pool records soon.

"Leah, I'm so proud of you!"

"I'm so happy that my life has changed so much. Since you came into my life, my world has become so wonderful. I love you so much, Daddy!"

"I love you too! Sweetheart!"

They hugged tightly, sharing a sweet kiss like lovers. Her hair smelled fresh after shampooing, while the back of her ears and neck carried the scent of rose perfume. Donald, of course, wouldn't miss the chance, showering her earlobes and neck with kisses. After a long while, Donald finally came to reality and stopped the passionate kiss.

"It's almost dinner time now. What do you want to eat tonight, Leah?"

"You, Daddy!"

Donner looked at Leah, her eyes seemed warm and sincere. Her jade arms hooked Tang Na's neck, turned his head up, and kissed him sweetly and wetly again. Tang Na felt three plump balls of soft flesh clinging to his chest and swollen lower body. She twisted slightly, and he immediately felt a warmth rising in his lower abdomen. He hugged her, caressing her back up and down with his big hairy hands, and then involuntarily slid down, pressed on her round jade buttocks, and squeezed gently. She was only wearing a pair of shorts underneath, and through the soft and thin fabric, he could clearly feel the outline of her briefs! His heart skipped a beat. . . But then an idea flashed through his mind, and he realized he was facing a crisis.

"Stop! Leah! We have to stop, I'm almost out of control! Let's go make dinner!"

"But I want you so much, Daddy!"

"As long as you like me, I'll always be happy!"

"Daddy, you don't know how I feel right now. I feel weak all over, and when you hug me, I feel like my whole body is shaking."

"Leah, me too! But we have to stop here. That's why I said we should make dinner right now."

Leah reluctantly let go of Donald.

They went into the kitchen hand in hand, working together skillfully. For the past few months, Leah had planned the weekly menu the weekend before, and they only needed to cook according to the menu.

Donner's penis gradually softened, and he breathed a sigh of relief; their earlier intimacy had come too close to the point of climax. Deep down, he desperately wanted to have sex with Leah immediately, but he feared that Leah might feel indebted to him because of his kindness and wanted to repay him with her body. He needed to be sure that her passion for him wasn't based on that.

After dinner, they sat side by side on the large sofa in the family room, watching television.

Before they went upstairs to bed, Donner realized that tomorrow was Friday, and also the weekend.

"Lia, what do you want to do this weekend?"

"Daddy, I don't have any other plans this weekend. I want to stay home with you and enjoy our swimming pool.

I also want to try on my new swimsuit for you!"

"Ah! That's great! I'll go home early tomorrow, and we'll go to the supermarket to buy groceries and supplies for next week, including my favorite steak, seafood, and ice cream... Hmm, if you like, we can have dinner at Wright Restaurant, which isn't far from the supermarket. I've dined there several times with my clients, and the quality and service are always top-notch... Ah! I almost forgot to tell Yan the very important news. I received a call from George today. He said the law firm has completed all the adoption application procedures for us, and in ninety days, Yan will become my legal daughter!... We should celebrate tomorrow!"

"Ah! Daddy, I love you!"

Leah threw herself into Donald's arms. He held her tightly. He kissed her, and she responded passionately. Donald's old habit flared up again; his penis immediately became erect, and the girl in his arms twisted and turned in response.

"Daddy, I want you so much."

"Want me?..."

"Yes. I 'want' you, like a girl wants a boy. You once told me you hadn't been with a woman for seven whole years. I want to be your daughter, your girl, your woman!"

"Leah! You are the only woman in my life from now on!... I love you so much!... But I think we should rest tonight!..."

Donald realized he was almost out of control again, but he still managed to restrain himself.

That night, he repeatedly dreamed of him and Leah entwined, tenderly loving each other. When Donna woke up in the morning, he felt a little confused. His intuition seemed to tell him that his feelings for Leah would eventually transcend the boundaries he was currently trying to limit.

The next day, the company was very busy. But Leah's beautiful image kept appearing in his mind, and thinking of her filled Donna with a sweet feeling. He couldn't believe he actually had such a beautiful and lovely daughter! But when he thought of their intimate kisses and close rubbing, his lower body immediately felt warm and a strong erection.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Donna finished work and immediately drove home.

"Ah! Daddy, I'm so glad you're home!" Leah opened her arms and hugged Donna, pressing her body tightly against him. Donna immediately smelled the fragrance of her hair; she must have just bathed and washed her hair.

"I've made you a cold drink. After you drink it, we'll go to the supermarket to buy groceries and supplies for next week.

I've already made a shopping list; please check it to see if you've forgotten anything... I don't have swimming training tomorrow or the day after, so I can keep you company. You've had a busy week; you need to relax!"

Sipping the drink Leah had made for him, and looking at the lively and beautiful young woman, Donna felt a sense of warmth and joy, as if he had returned to his youth. He felt he should get plastic surgery to be worthy of the beautiful Leah and to go out with her.

"Give me five minutes; I need to wash up." Donna went into the bathroom, quickly washed, shaved, and groomed himself. He carefully combed his still very thick hair; he was glad that he hadn't lost or thinned his hair like his friends of the same age. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a dashing and handsome middle-aged man.

Leah had already applied makeup, a touch of rose lipstick, and tied her hair in a ponytail. She wore a stylish off-the-arm blouse, tight jeans, and trendy open-toed high-heeled sandals, which made her appear even more graceful. Donald instinctively thought Leah looked like a fit and beautiful eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl; no one would guess she was only a girl under thirteen.

On the drive to the supermarket, Leah gazed at the meticulously groomed Donald: "Ah, Daddy, how handsome you are!"

"Thank you, Leah. It's because I have such a beautiful daughter!"

They entered the supermarket, each carrying a shopping list, and went their separate ways, quickly acquiring the supplies and groceries they needed. Then they arrived at the restaurant.

Donald ordered a sirloin steak, and he suggested Leah order a "surf & turf" steak and lobster. He also ordered two glasses of fruit wine. The waiter brought the drinks as ordered, completely unaware that this beautiful young woman was not yet of marriageable age.

Donald smiled gently, raised his glass, and clinked glasses with Leah: "Blessings, my dearest, most beautiful daughter!"

"Daddy, I love you! I will always be your best daughter in the world!"

She took a small sip of the wine.

"Daddy, I've never drunk this kind of wine before. It tastes so good!"

"If you like, we can buy some at the hotel later to take home and enjoy with dinner."

The main course had been served, and the two began to eat with relish. After dinner, they went back to the hotel and bought several dozen different bottled fruit wines.

Back home, Leah said, "Daddy, I'll put away the things we bought. You go take a shower. Then we'll watch the movie we just rented together."

Donald obeyed his daughter's request, went upstairs to his bedroom bathroom to shower, and turned off the tap after showering. He heard the sound of running water from the showerhead. He was a little surprised; Leah had already bathed that afternoon, so why was she showering again?

It was late May, and the evening was still a bit warm, but there was no need to turn on the air conditioning. He thought he should be more "relaxed and free" at home tonight, so he decided not to wear underwear, only a pair of loose, comfortable shorts. He picked up a vest, but since it was still hot, he held it in his hand without putting it on immediately. He went downstairs to the lounge, shirtless. The clock on the video recorder showed nine o'clock. He set up the rented videotape, waiting for Leah to arrive so they could start watching.

Sounds came from the stairs; it was Leah descending. At first glance, Donald thought Leah was completely naked, but upon closer inspection, he realized she was wearing a new light blue bikini with only "three small points" showing, ready to perform for him. She reached him five feet away, a seductive smile on her face, and gracefully turned slowly, allowing Donald a clear view of her front, back, and side.

The swimsuit was actually just three tiny triangular pieces of fabric. The bra was made of two equilateral triangular pieces, each side less than three inches long, barely covering her nipples and part of her areola. The bottom piece was a narrow, elongated triangular strip about four inches long and only two inches wide at the top, barely concealing the slit in her genitals. Most of her breasts, her entire mons pubis, and the outer part of her labia were exposed. The triangular piece of fabric below was only held up by a thin, transparent ribbon shaped like a "T." The ribbon was embedded in the cleft of her snowy buttocks, making Leah's back appear completely naked. Her

full, perky breasts, her plump, smooth vulva, and her round, protruding buttocks were almost entirely and completely exposed before Donald's eyes.

"My God! So beautiful!" Donald exclaimed inwardly. Instantly, his genitals swelled and became rock hard.

"Daddy, what do you think?"

"Lia, this is giving me a heart attack! It's so beautiful! You're so gorgeous! You can't wear this swimsuit in public."

"No, Daddy. I'll only wear it at home. I bought it especially for you!" Leah gazed at the tent bulging between Donald's legs and giggled, "I can already see the effect!" With that, she threw herself into Donald's arms.

Instantly, Donald felt an indescribable sensuality. He held her tightly, sharing a sweet kiss, and she pressed herself against him, writhing passionately.

Suddenly, Donald felt an indescribable beauty on his chest. Leah's passionate thrusts had pushed her small bra off its original position, leaving her two firm, white breasts pressed against Donald's hairy, muscular chest. Donald felt his defenses about to crumble.

"Leah, I think we should put our clothes on while watching the video..."

Leah smiled at Donald, grabbing his thick, bushy hair and turning his head so his lips were pressed against her left nipple.

Donald could no longer resist! His last defenses crumbled completely in that instant!

He opened his mouth and began to suckle her nipple. Leah let out a dreamy moan...

"Daddy, don't stop!"

Donald didn't stop.

All pretense and self-discipline were gone.

He not only suckled and kissed her pink, plump nipples, but also licked her areolas, sucking most of her firm, white breast into his mouth as if he wanted to swallow it whole. He sucked on her left breast, then her right, then her left... taking turns savoring Leah's two plump, firm breasts, those beautiful breasts he had wanted to suckle the first time he saw her.

Leah moaned, pressing her chest against Donald's, letting him suckle her firm, cone-shaped breasts.

His large, hairy hands didn't stop either. While he cupped her left breast with his right hand to suckle, his left hand kneaded her right breast, rubbing and pinching her nipple. While he suckled her right breast, he played with her left breast with his right hand. She gasped for breath, her nipples like two pink, carved jewels, standing erect on her firm breasts, glistening with Donald's saliva.

He lifted her onto the sofa, parted her legs, and knelt on the carpet in front of her, her bra now fallen to the floor. Her moans grew louder, her hips twisting incessantly. Donald's mouth never left her breasts, sucking on them alternately for a full ten minutes.

He began to move, but his hands still lingered, each holding a breast. His head moved down, licking and kissing Leah's fair skin... He kissed her navel... Continuing downwards, he finally kissed the plump mound of flesh he had longed for. Only a few sparse, barely noticeable hairs covered the mound, while the triangular strip of cloth beneath it was soaked.

Donna buried his head between her legs, licking and sucking at Leah's mound, and she writhed even more violently. She reached down and gently loosened the knot of silk tied around her waist, causing the triangular cloth to fall loose.

Before Donna lay the ultimate beauty, Leah's paradise he had longed for day and night.

Beneath the mound were two incredibly lovely, plump, white, swollen labia, slightly parted due to extreme engorgement, revealing the pink slits between the lips, glistening with nectar, emanating a rich, youthful, and alluring fragrance.

Donna licked the nectar from the petals. The nectar was warm and clear, tasting like diluted fruit acid with a faint lemon aroma. Leah groaned loudly, spreading her legs wide and raising her vulva high, making it easier for Donald to lick it. Donald licked up and down between the petals, indulging in the intoxicating nectar of the young girl. He used the tip of his tongue to tease the small bud in the crevice, and Leah almost bounced up.

"Ah! Daddy, there... right there..." She placed her hands on Donald's head, clamped her legs around his cheeks, and thrust her hips, pressing her entire vulva tightly against Donald's mouth.

Donald's large, hairy hands withdrew from Leah's chest, supporting her thighs and pushing them upwards and outwards, thus fully exposing Leah's plump vulva. Below the crevice, there was a small, recessed opening. Donald inserted his tongue into the crevice and licked for a moment, then returned to lick the bud between the labia. He repeated this back and forth, and Leah moaned incessantly.

"Ah...oh...Daddy...what are you doing...it feels so good...don't stop..."

Daddy didn't stop. He licked her clitoris and sucked the nectar from the petals. Suddenly, Leah straightened her legs

, her whole body tensed, and she tightly embraced Donald's head. Warm, moist nectar gushed from her honeyed orifice.

Leah cried out: "Ohh ... After a while, Leah regained her senses. "Daddy, I love you! You make me feel so good!" Donald looked up and kissed Leah gently. She parted her cherry lips slightly and put her tongue into Donald's mouth, letting him hold and suckle it. "Daddy...I want you...I want you inside me..." "Lia, that will hurt a little. You're still a virgin. My penis isn't the biggest, but it will still swell and hurt when it first enters your body. Are you sure you want it?" "Daddy, I definitely want it. Ever since the first day I moved in, I've wanted to be with you." "Has Bei had her period yet?" "Yes, she had it last year, Daddy. The last time was three weeks ago. It'll be back in three or four days." "Hmm, that's good. These next two days should be a safe period. The most important thing now is to avoid pregnancy. I'll arrange a doctor's appointment for you next Monday, and get a prescription to take your medication on time." " Yes, Daddy. I'll do whatever you say." Donald kissed Lyia's cherry lips, her earlobes, her pink neck again... He moved down to her breasts, lower abdomen, thighs, mons pubis, labia majora and minora, and clitoris... He felt as if he had acquired the most precious work of art in the world. He kissed almost every part of Leah's body, but he still felt he hadn't kissed enough. "Daddy, please fuck my penis!" Donald hadn't expected this innocent little girl to utter such lewd words as "fuck" and "fuck." Donald took off his shorts, his thick penis standing proudly erect. Leah reached out and grasped it. "What a beautiful, strong, big cock, fuck!" Another taboo word! This little girl knows so much! But Donald had no time to think further.

He lay down beside Leah, guiding her to straddle his legs, facing him.

"Leah, I'll tell you what to do. Do what you can, don't rush. If you encounter any resistance when you sit down, that's your hymen. Once you get past it, my penis can go in."

Leah held his erect, rock-hard penis, placing Donald's large, egg-sized, purplish glans on her vulva, twisting her hips and slowly sitting down. Her hymen tightly gripped Donald's glans, and Leah doubted whether such a large thing could truly enter her vulva. But she longed for it. Instinctively, she twisted her hips and pressed down, feeling Donald's glans gradually entering her tight flesh.

Two minutes later, Donald's glans had disappeared from his sight; it was fully inside Leah's vagina, encountering resistance and stopping.

"Now I've reached the hymen. It will hurt a little when I go deeper... but it will feel good after a while."

Leah moved up and down a few times, and the glans finally broke through the hymen; a hint of pain appeared on her face.

Donald's penis slid in and out of her tender flesh. The soft walls of her vagina gripped his thick penis tightly, and he felt an indescribable pleasure.

"Daddy, it hurt a little earlier. It doesn't hurt anymore, but it feels so swollen."

"Lia, try to relax. Your body will gradually get used to it. Now, move up and down, and I will gradually feel pleasure."

Lia did as she was told, swaying her hips up and down, her full breasts bobbing with each movement. Donald's penis was tightly enveloped by the fleshy walls of her newly entered vagina. Gradually, the tip of his penis penetrated deep into Lia's body, and the marks of his penis penetrating her lower abdomen became visible.

"How do you feel, Lia?"

"Daddy, I've never felt so swollen and distended before. It feels both swollen and itchy inside, but it's also very comfortable."

Lia began to move up and down slightly. Donald felt his penis firmly locked inside Lydia's vagina. Fortunately, the vagina was already very lubricated. With the rise and fall of Lydia's hips, his glans could thrust in and out of her tight passage like a piston.

The friction of intercourse brought him indescribable pleasure. Watching his and Lydia's lower bodies pressed together, his hard penis moving in and out of Lydia's plump and tender vagina, Donald felt immense excitement and satisfaction.

Lydia's virgin vagina finally accommodated the last two slits of his penis. The forty-year-old strongman's eighty-foot penis was now completely inside the tender vagina of the twelve-year-old precocious girl.

"Daddy! I feel so swollen inside, so uncomfortable, so sore, so itchy... Ah... Oh... Ah... Ah... Daddy..." Leah moaned, her buttocks rising and falling with increasing amplitude.

Donald thrust his towering member, matching Leah's movements. As she sat down, he lifted his penis, the head of his penis striking the soft flesh of her clitoris.

Her juices flowed freely, her vagina becoming increasingly slippery. Leah gasped as she sat down, her buttocks rubbing back and forth.

Suddenly, she felt her clitoris being stretched open, his hard glans penetrating to the deepest part of her. A powerful, tingling sensation washed over her; she couldn't take it anymore and collapsed, her upper body slumped against Donald's strong chest.

"Daddy, I'm here again!"

Donald felt Lydia's tight vagina spasm, a warm nectar flowing from her vulva, moistening his erect penis tightly wrapped in her little hole.

After a moment, Donald asked softly, "Shall we go upstairs?"

Lydia was still limp. "Daddy, carry me upstairs."

Donald picked up Lydia and rolled to sit up. Lydia's arms were wrapped around his neck, her tender breasts pressed against his chest, her jade legs wrapped around his lower back, his thick, hard penis still deeply embedded in her side passage. Donald stood up, his strong hands firmly supporting Lydia's snow-white, round jade buttocks, and he carried her like this, stepping towards the second floor. With each step he took, Leah felt his wooden-like penis slam into her soft flesh, sending shivers down her spine.

"Daddy, kiss me!"

Donald lowered his head, their lips met, and he took her delicate tongue into his mouth.

The darling and the strong man, still tightly intertwined, entered Leah's bedroom. He pulled back the bedspread and gently laid her flat on the bed. They remained joined, not separating.

"Daddy, I want more. This time you're on top!"

The thick male genitals trapped inside her also needed to release their pent-up energy.

He lay on top of her, supporting his weight with his elbows and knees, his chest pressed against her erect nipples, his penis deeply embedded in Leah's wet, love-scented vulva.

"Lia, lift your legs and spread them apart. That way, the angle at which we join will be just right."

She obeyed, hooking her arms around his back and embracing her father.

"Lia, I'm going to start!"

He began to thrust his hips, first with small up-and-down movements. Lia let out a pleasurable moan, arching her vulva to receive his thrusts.

"Ah! Sweetheart! How does it feel?"

"I love you, Daddy, you make me feel so good!"

He gradually increased the rhythm and amplitude of his thrusts. And with each deep penetration, he pressed the head of his penis against the soft flesh of her clitoris, grinding and rubbing it wantonly.

"Ah, Daddy... I'm going to die... Daddy... harder... faster... ah... ah... so beautiful... so comfortable... I'm going to die..."

He repeated this action.

Donald was happy that he could make Leah happy. He decided that from now on, he would not only be her best father but also her best sexual partner.

He felt the pleasure growing stronger, but he calmed himself, controlled his ejaculation, and suppressed his sensitivity; he felt he could control himself. He didn't intend to use any other sexual positions on Leah's first night; he maintained the normal "missionary" position, his large penis constantly thrusting, colliding, and grinding inside Leah's vagina.

Leah reached orgasm again and again...

After each orgasm, she would feel a brief moment of weakness. At this time, he would stop thrusting, pull out his penis, lie down beside her, gently kiss her cherry lips, her firm, tender breasts, caress her entire body's curves, and carefully examine the inside and outside of her vagina... Until Leah awoke. She smiled at him, and they passionately confessed their love to each other. She played with his wet, hard penis, and he teased her clitoris. When she said to him, "Daddy, I want more!" he mounted her again, and they made love, thrusting and grinding, fully enjoying the pleasure of his penis rubbing against the extremely tight, tender flesh of the young girl.

Early-blooming, her needs were quite high. But after the fifth orgasm, she felt very satisfied. However, she knew he wasn't satisfied yet.

"Daddy, my little chick, my whole body, is yours, you can do whatever you want!"

He readily complied. "Lia, my love, my most precious daughter, I have given your father pleasure he has never known before!"

When he entered Lyia's body for the sixth time, she did not actively arch her back to match his thrusts; her beautiful eyes were half-closed, showing slight fatigue. Donald sensed that she was probably completely satisfied, so he decided to stop. He relaxed his control and began to thrust and grind rapidly, his large, hairy hands firmly holding Lyia's white, tender buttocks, ravaging her clitoris like a rapist.

Lyia let out weak moans. The sounds of passion emanated from her dripping, wet vulva.

After a round of intense, frenzied rape, Lyia was already limp and wet with desire.

The excruciating pleasure finally arrived; the volcano, locked away for years, finally erupted. Donald immediately thrust his swollen penis deep into the heart of Leah's flower, feeling his glans forcefully break through the soft flesh of her core. His glans trembled, then trembled again, then trembled a third time… ejaculating his hot, thick semen into Leah's developing uterus. After

a long while, Donald withdrew his still semi-erect penis, covered in a glistening, milky-white fluid. The sheets beneath Leah's buttocks were a mess. The clock on the bedside radio showed 12:20 AM; he and Leah had been locked in a passionate lovemaking for over three hours.

He picked up the nearly lifeless Leah and carried her to his bedroom, laying her on her back on his knee-size bed. He went into the bathroom, quickly showered, and then took two towels, gently wiping the now-sleeping Leah clean with one. After wiping her, he placed the other towel under her bottom. He lay down on his side, cradling Leah's naked body in his arms and covering her with a blanket. In less than a minute, Donald was fast asleep.

The crisp chirping of birds in the early summer morning broke the silence of the courtyard.

The windows of the second-floor bedrooms were open, and through the gauze curtains, the upstairs bedrooms were filled with the fresh morning air and the fragrance of flowers wafting from the courtyard. The chirping of birds roused Donner from his sweet sleep; it was six in the morning.

He hadn't slept so deeply in years. Upon waking, he felt refreshed and full of energy. Seeing Leah still sleeping soundly beside him, he recalled their wonderful, intimate lovemaking the previous night. Leah was still lying on her back, seemingly unchanged throughout the night. Pulling back

the blanket, Leah's beautiful naked body lay before him: her white, firm breasts, her long, shapely legs, and her prominent, full vulva… "Truly a masterpiece of God!" Donner thought to himself, his lower body instantly aroused.

He didn't want to wake her, letting her sleep a little longer to recover the energy she had expended during their previous night of lovemaking.

He covered Leah with the blanket again. He got up and went into the bathroom to wash and groom himself. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was clearly different from yesterday: his eyes and brows appeared exceptionally full and radiant, and he seemed much younger at first glance. The man's penis in the mirror was still semi-engorged, thick and erect. Thinking of how this guy had entered Leah's body last night, taking her virginity, and repeatedly displaying his prowess in her first time, driving the delicate girl to ecstasy, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, stroking his own penis and praising, "Good boy, you haven't disappointed me, you've done a very good job!"

He put on a bathrobe, quietly left the bedroom, leaving the door slightly ajar so as not to disturb Leah's sleep. He first went to the downstairs lounge. The sofa bore clear traces of his and Leah's lovemaking the previous night, including Leah's virgin blood. He took a stain remover spray from the closet and vigorously sprayed the stains. The stains evaporated quickly, and the sofa was clean again. He picked up the three small pieces of bikini fabric that Leah had tried on the previous night from the carpet, then went upstairs to Leah's bedroom. The sheets on the bed were stained and messy; he removed them, put the sheets and bikinis in the washbasin, and then changed Leah's sheets.

With the cleanup done, Donald went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. After four hours of physical exertion the night before, he felt very hungry. He made himself three fried eggs, eight bread rolls, and toast, enjoying his meal immensely.

He heard the sound of running water upstairs; it was Leah taking a shower. Ten minutes later, Leah came downstairs into the kitchen. She was wearing a pullover, sleeveless t-shirt that reached her thighs, just covering her hips.

"Good morning, Leah. How are you feeling?" he smiled at her.

Leah nestled into Donald's arms, and the two shared a passionate kiss.

"Happy birthday!" Donald took out a heart-shaped necklace he had prepared days ago and hung it on Leah.

Leah opened the heart and saw two lines of small writing inside: "For my beloved Leah... Donald on the back."

"Daddy, thank you!" she kissed him again.

"Daddy...it's still a little sour inside...I'm hungry...your fried bacon smells so good!"

She took the scrambled eggs and bacon that Donald had just prepared for her and ate them with relish.

Donald looked at Leah, who still seemed a little tired: "Leah, I'm sorry, I was too rough last night."

"No, Daddy. I love your 'roughness'! It's your way of showing your love for me, and it gives me a wonderful feeling I've never had before, indescribably wonderful. I love you, Daddy, and I want you to

love me that 'roughly' all the time!" "

Lia, my most beloved daughter, my darling! You have given me joy that surpasses even heaven! ... From now on, I will love you like that as often as you like! ... However, I think you should rest a little longer after dinner."

He noticed Lia was unsteady on her feet as they went upstairs, so he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom, laying her on her back on the bed.

He took out some anti-inflammatory ointment from the bathroom cabinet, went to the bed, and lifted the hem of Lia's t-shirt, discovering that she wasn't wearing underwear. Her alluring naked body attracted him, and his genitals immediately became erect again.

"Open your legs, let Daddy check."

She parted her beautiful legs. Two smooth, plump labia majora were tightly closed, a thin slit between them. Donald parted her tightly closed labia with his fingers, examining the little fleshy opening beneath the cleft that had given him such ecstasy the night before. The inside was a vibrant pink, slightly moist at the entrance, exuding the unique fragrance of a young girl's vulva, showing no signs of injury. Donald carefully applied a layer of anti-inflammatory ointment inside and outside the opening.

Leah had already noticed his erection. "Daddy, let me see you."

She lifted his bathrobe, her hand gently caressing his strong, hairy, muscular chest. He felt incredibly comfortable, closing his eyes to enjoy her massage.

He felt she was playing with his penis.

She grasped his engorged shaft with one hand, stroking it up and down, while her other hand cupped and gently kneaded his round, firm scrotum.

"Daddy, your cock is so big, so amazing!"

Donald felt his glans enveloped by soft, warm flesh. Leah grasped his erect penis with both hands, her small mouth holding the glistening purple glans, her wet tongue licking his glans and urethral opening. Her small tongue explored every inch of his penis, leaving the shaft and scrotum covered in glistening saliva. The pleasurable sensation made Donald groan, but he didn't want to indulge himself at this moment; he habitually maintained control.

Ten minutes later, Leah lay on her side beside Donald, still holding his erect penis in her hand, playing with it up and down, her fingertips tracing the swollen glans. Donald's large hand covered her chest, caressing her breasts through her t-shirt. They sometimes talked, sometimes shared deep, wet kisses.

"Daddy, I often hear older girls at school talking about boys. They brag about having been with boys or adult men. From their conversations, it seems the other person ejaculates passionately within minutes. Sometimes it's even just a minute or two, before they've even gotten that 'coming' feeling, they've excitedly ejaculated. After ejaculating, the man's penis quickly softens, and he immediately loses interest in the girl... But last night you lasted so long, I 'came' so many times, but you didn't ejaculate for so long... Is it because I'm too young, not sexy enough, unable to arouse your passion?" "

Ah! Leah! You have no idea how passionate I am! Making love with you is the greatest joy of my life!... My delayed ejaculation is an innate talent, and the result of years of self-training...

Last night, I still ejaculated early because I was afraid you would be too tired, and it was your first time..."

"Daddy, I'm so happy I can make you happy. I'm so happy you're so strong and enduring, I'm the luckiest girl in the world!" Leah shook the penis in her hand: "Daddy, it's been idle for seven years, from now on we have to make it work more."

She nestled against his chest, a satisfied smile on her lips, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully and carefree.

After she fell asleep, Donald gently got up. He dressed in casual clothes, went downstairs, picked up the newspaper delivered to him at the front door, and casually read it.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a melodious, bell-like sound rang out from the bottom of the stairs.

"Daddy, how do I look?"

Donald looked up and saw Leah, wearing a new flesh-colored bikini, leaping down the stairs. She seemed to have fully recovered; young people recover their strength so quickly.

She smiled at Donald, gracefully twirling in front of him.

"Beautiful!"

"I want to go swimming. Daddy, do you want to join me?"

"Ah! Of course."

Leah swam back and forth, while Donald swam a little before getting out of the pool. He sat half-reclined on a long sun lounger by the pool, admiring Leah's beautiful swimming style.

Ten minutes later, Leah got out of the pool and lay back on the chair next to Donald, enjoying the sun.

"Lia, I'll go get some lubricant to wipe my face so my skin doesn't get sunburned... It's just the two of us here, so if you like, feel free to take off your swimsuit."

As Donner turned from the house, he saw a breathtaking sight that made his heart race: Leah lying naked on the thick, soft cushions of the deck chair. Her rounded buttocks displayed a beautiful curve.

Donner sat beside Leah, his hands covered in lubricant, gently caressing and kneading her fair skin. First her back, then gradually moving to her buttocks and thighs. Leah slightly parted her legs, and Donner saw the plump, alluring flesh between them.

Leah turned over.

"Daddy, this isn't fair. You have to take off your swim trunks too!"

Donald obeyed, revealing his eight oval-shaped penis beneath his lower abdomen. He continued applying perfume to the supine Lydia. He rubbed her breasts for a long time, and Lydia's nipples stood erect like cherries, and she began to moan.

"Ah! Daddy, so good!" His hairy hand, covered in perfume, gradually moved down, to her lower abdomen, thighs, calves, and toes... She parted her legs, and his hairy hand finally returned to her smooth, plump mons pubis, his palm gently pressing on the raised soft flesh.

"Ah! Daddy! Daddy!..."

His middle finger probed into the crevice beneath the mons pubis, stroking the small clitoris between the folds.

"Ah...oh...oh..." Leah moaned softly, twisting and turning her hips in rhythm with his caresses.

Her vulva was already filled with her juices, making the lubricating balm unnecessary.

"Daddy, I want you! Now!"

On the sun lounger by the pool, two naked bodies were intertwined. A muscular man was on top of a slender, fair-skinned girl, her strong, long legs hooked around his lower back. His hips rose and fell with great force, and the girl beneath him let out plaintive moans. A massive, flashlight-like male organ, its veins bulging, thrust wildly into the tender flesh between the girl's thighs. Her legs and buttocks were glistening with fluid. She gasped softly, the tender flesh of her vulva making soft "chirp" and "tsk" sounds as the thick male organ sank in and out.

Birds chirped in the treetops of the courtyard, seemingly praising their beautiful union.

The two-day weekend was spent in tender, affectionate bliss. They enjoyed their homemade meals, lay in the warm sunshine, and frolicked in the refreshing pond. ...

They had made love more than ten times in those two days, and on Sunday noon, they even experienced the pleasure of underwater intercourse in the pond for the first time. Daddy had often been "rough" with her, yet she received countless moments of sweet satisfaction. But Daddy was very controlled: he only selectively withdrew once a day, pouring out his burning love for her into Leah's heart.

Leah had started her summer swimming program, training for five hours every day from Monday to Friday: 7:00 AM to 10:00 AM and 4:00 PM to 6:00 PM. Three hours on Saturday: 9:00 AM to 12:00 PM. Sundays were rest days so most families could take their children to church.

Donald also adjusted his work hours to 8:00 AM to 5:00 PM. This way, he could prepare a delicious breakfast for Leah every morning, and when she returned home exhausted in the evening, she could immediately enjoy the meal prepared by Daddy. At breakfast, Daddy also watched attentively as she took various vitamins and birth control pills, ensuring his daughter didn't lack any nutrition or become pregnant from their lovemaking.

After a hard day of training on Sundays, Leah would come home exhausted, and her father would give her a full-body massage to relieve her fatigue.

Sometimes, at Leah's request, Donald would have sex with her, and usually after two orgasms, Leah would feel completely relaxed. But Donald didn't rush to release his pent-up desire, habitually conserving his energy. Before 10 pm, her father would carry her to bed, give her a goodnight kiss, and let her sleep soundly until morning.

Only on Saturday afternoons or nights would her father and daughter make love freely.

In this way, they had sex an average of three times a week.

Leah's swimming performance improved remarkably; in seventh grade, she had broken two school pool records. She was radiant and even more beautiful than before.

His colleagues were amazed by the change in Donald; he was spirited, radiant, and everyone said he looked at least ten years younger.

The two months of summer swimming training and competitions flew by, ending in early August, leaving a month of summer vacation remaining. Before the fall semester started, Donald decided to take a two-week vacation with Leah on a Mediterranean cruise. They visited famous historical sites along the Greek and Aegean coasts, and both Donald and Leah had a wonderful time. In fact, this was essentially their honeymoon. Every night, the muscular father would go to the balcony with his precocious thirteen-year-old daughter for two or three hours of passionate lovemaking, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy before finally ejaculating deep within her heart and falling asleep in each other's arms.

They returned home before the fall semester began.

It was a Saturday afternoon. The autumn sun shone brightly. Under the shade of the trees in the backyard, the naked and muscular Donald lay on a sun lounger, his hands kneading the pink nipples of Lydia, who was straddling him. Lydia's round, firm buttocks undulated gracefully, her plump, juicy little flesh rhythmically swallowing and releasing Donald's thick, hard penis.

Donald thrust his hips in rhythm with Leah, enjoying the wonderful sensation of his penis rubbing in and out of the beautiful girl's tight, warm, and slippery little hole.

On the small table beside him was a letter he had received at noon. It was a notification from the county's child welfare department; Donald could officially adopt Leah as his daughter next week.

Leah stopped thrusting. She leaned down and kissed Donald lightly.

"Daddy, I don't want you to go through the final signing procedures for adoption... I don't want to be your 'legal daughter'."

"Leah, why don't you want to? Did I do something wrong..." Donald said, quite surprised.

"Ah! Daddy! It's not what you think! I've decided that when I graduate high school and become an adult, I want to have a baby for you before going to university... If you're willing, I want to marry you and be your wife...

But if I become your 'legal daughter,' then there will be many legal troubles and difficulties..."

Donald's eyes were filled with joy: "Lia, I love you, let's do it!"

He kissed Leah passionately. Leah's buttocks began to thrust and swirl again.

Donald rolled over, straddling Leah, his chest pressed against her soft, firm breasts, his hips rising and falling rapidly, their lips meeting as he sucked on Leah's delicate tongue... His heart was filled with the passion of desire and love: this precocious beauty, not yet an adult, brought him

indescribable wonderful sexual pleasure. He always felt he hadn't kissed her enough, touched her enough, and had enough of her. At the same time, he was certain in his heart that she was his most beloved daughter, his lover, his mistress, his fiancée. He was determined to love her wholeheartedly and make her happy and satisfied. When she turned eighteen, he would marry her, have children, and create a happy family.

Four months ago, he never dreamed that the underage girl next door would arouse such a passionate second spring in his life...

The translator has written a short poem to briefly record this story:

The orphaned young lady is most pitiful; suddenly, a beautiful maiden arrives to comfort her heart. The maiden,

with a heart set on receiving rain and dew, is overjoyed to have a daughter again.

The entire

area is a long-established upper-middle-class residential district. The vast majority of the houses are quite beautiful detached buildings, with tall, shady trees in the courtyards. Most backyards are surrounded by high fences or walls, and the shrubs and lawns in the front yards are meticulously manicured.

However, there are occasional exceptions. For example, this house was originally the smallest and most rudimentary in the area. There were no flowers or plants around it, only some shrubs that didn't require frequent trimming and maintenance. The owner moved away three years ago, and because there hadn't been a buyer, he entrusted a real estate company to rent out the house.

To the left of this house is a two-story building, beautiful and tidy, with a spacious backyard covering about 3/8 of an acre. The back and left sides of the yard are flanked by bougainvillea brick walls covered in dense ivy, with lush trees growing inside. However, the right side of the backyard is simply a row of four-day-old red wooden fences. The house is surrounded by neatly trimmed flowers and trees, providing shade. In the center of the backyard, in an open area, is a 25-yard by 16-yard rectangular swimming pool, with a diving board at the deeper end. The water is clear, reflecting the azure sky and wispy white clouds.

In early April, the weather in the southern United States is already quite warm.

It is now 3 pm. On the cobblestone balcony not far from the pool, the homeowner, Donald, sat comfortably in a reclining chair, a parasol supporting the center of the picnic table in front of him. Donald put down his newspaper, leisurely sipped his coffee, and looked up to admire the beautifully manicured flowers and plants in the yard, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the residential area.

He had bought the house and moved in more than five months ago, and this was the first time he had the opportunity to appreciate his own little world. In the beginning, he was busy hiring people to decorate the interior, choosing a garden and pool maintenance company, an interior cleaning service provider, and signing long-term contracts—all the mundane tasks took nearly half a month to complete.

For months, the garden maintenance company has been sending people every Wednesday to trim the plants, fertilize, mow the lawn, and vacuum the house weekly

. Donald is very satisfied with the service. Donald, a senior accountant who just turned forty this year, started a small three-person accounting firm fifteen years ago with two colleagues. Their excellent service led to booming business, and it's now a well-known accounting firm in the state, employing nearly a hundred people. Many prominent banks, law firms, and conglomerates in the city are their long-term clients. Last year, the firm moved to a new building, a bit further from Donald's old residence. His real estate agent happened to find this house on the market, very close to Donald's new office, and took him to see it. Donald was immediately drawn to the elegant and high-quality residence and decided to buy it. As one of the three major shareholders of a well-known accounting firm, he could easily own a modern mansion, but he preferred this understated, elegant, and quiet home. This afternoon, Donald took a break, relaxing at home and admiring his backyard, the lush lawn and verdant flowers he hadn't seen for over four months.

His beloved wife passed away from breast cancer seven years ago. His 22-year-old son left home five years ago to attend a prestigious private university on the West Coast, rarely returning home during summer and winter breaks due to various travel or training programs. After graduating last year, he found employment locally and got married. Living far away, they only occasionally spoke on the phone, rarely exchanging words.

Donald, widowed in middle age, never remarried after his beloved wife's death, burying himself in work and shutting out all other thoughts. Although he had no shortage of opportunities to meet women, he never met anyone who could "move" him.

He married his beautiful classmate and sweetheart, Lancy, right after graduating high school at eighteen. After their marriage, Lancy worked, and he also worked part-time while studying, completing his university education. He and his wife had always enjoyed a fulfilling and wonderful sex life. He was sexually potent and stamina-enhancing, and extremely gentle and considerate, deeply loved by Lancy. After his wife's death, Donald remained melancholic. Over time, he appeared older than his actual age. However, he exercises in the gym of the company building every morning and afternoon without fail for many years, demonstrating remarkable perseverance. Therefore, despite being middle-aged, he still maintains a slim waist, toned abdomen, and well-defined muscles, resulting in a fit and healthy physique. Whenever his libido is high in the morning or evening, Donald tries to control it, focusing his attention on his professional work, such as pondering newly enacted tax laws and considering how to best handle tax matters for his clients. This method is very effective for him, allowing him to forget his lust. However, due to this long-term effective abstinence, his "reserves" are quite full. The only problem with being constantly in a state of saturation was that whenever his eyes met a beautiful and "sexy" woman, his penis would immediately swell and become erect, and the erection would last for a long time. This situation was quite embarrassing for him in some situations. Therefore, Donald often wore a sports bra under his underwear to firmly hold his penis in place, so as not to embarrass himself in certain situations.

Looking towards the backyard, he was surprised to find that the stripes on the central section of the low fence on the right were noticeably different from the stripes on the adjacent sections. He wondered why. He hadn't noticed it when he bought the house. Beyond this fence was the backyard of the rental house. On two separate occasions, when Donna went out early in the morning, she saw a middle-aged man wearing a construction hard hat walk out of the house, drive away, and it seemed the renter was likely a construction worker.

Donna's gaze shifted to the clear, still swimming pool. From the monthly bills sent by the maintenance company, Donna knew that they sent someone every Wednesday to clean the surface and bottom of the pool and test the pH value of the water (a qualitative acid-base test to ensure the water quality is neutral). But Donna herself had never had the chance to swim in the pool. "I wonder when I'll finally make good use of this swimming pool?" Thinking of this, Donna couldn't help but smile.

"Greet!" The back door of the neighbor's house opened. When Donna looked up, she saw a young girl walking out of the house. The girl was wearing a two-piece dark green bikini swimsuit, but the swimsuit was clearly a size too small for her.

The dark green swimsuit clung tightly to her milky-white skin, creating a striking contrast. Particularly striking were the girl's pert, upturned breasts, which pushed the small bikini top high, while the bikini bottoms clung tightly to her protruding buttocks, their curves exquisitely beautiful. The narrow swim trunks seemed to dig into her buttocks, leaving her rounded, snowy buttocks almost entirely exposed. Even with just a fleeting glance, Donner noticed the girl's exquisite beauty. Her sudden appearance reminded Donner of a past dream: he had longed for a daughter, but he had never been so fortunate.

Donner withdrew his gaze, habitually holding his breath and continuing to read the newspaper, allowing himself to enjoy this rare moment of tranquility.

"Ha!" The girl next door greeted Donner from outside the short fence.

"Hi! How are you?!" Donner looked up and answered.

"I'm fine. I've always wondered if you'll ever actually come to use your swimming pool?" the girl asked bluntly.

"That's a good question. I've been thinking about the same thing myself, but I just haven't had the time."

"Mr. Peirce—the previous owner of this house—always let me use this pool."

"Oh! If you want to use it, you're welcome to continue! I've been paying for the pool's maintenance; someone has to use it to make it worthwhile!"

As she finished speaking, the irregularly striped fence moved open, revealing a well-hidden sliding gate. No wonder Donald had noticed something unusual about the fence earlier.

The girl walked through the gate and expertly closed it behind her. She walked towards Donald, and he immediately sensed a powerful beauty and sensuality radiating from her, captivating him. She approached him slowly, her natural steps displaying a unique and elegant feminine grace. The beautiful, developing body encased in that tiny swimsuit drew Donner's gaze like a magnet.

"Ah! She's so beautiful!" Donner thought to himself, inwardly praising her.

"My name is Leah." She approached Donner, extending her delicate hand.

"Donner. Bathons. It's a pleasure to meet you, Leah." Donner gently grasped the girl's hand, responding with a polite smile, before reluctantly releasing her grasp.

Donner estimated her age to be between thirteen and fifteen, with blue eyes and brown hair, bright yet still somewhat childlike, about five-three-four inches tall, weighing no more than one hundred pounds, and with measurements of approximately 33C-22-33. Her legs were strong, long, and beautifully curved.

Donner had never looked at a woman like this before; he felt as if his gaze wanted to devour her whole.

He hoped she hadn't noticed his strange look.

Avoiding any sexual thoughts, Donald steered the conversation away from the topic: "That's quite a peculiar fence gate. I've lived here for five months and never knew there was a gate like that leading to your backyard!" "

I've been watching your backyard closely and noticed people often come to clean and maintain it, but you never seem to be here, so naturally you wouldn't have noticed the gate. Mr. Peirce installed this gate on the fence two years ago so I could easily come into his backyard to swim. They're so kind... but they themselves don't use the pool very often." "

From now on, the pool is always open to your use. I work long hours, leaving early and returning late, and I'm often not home. It feels good to know that people will come to the yard and swim in the pool!"

"Thank you!"

With that, Leah jumped into the pool and swam back and forth. Donald flipped through the newspaper again, but he couldn't bear to look; Leah was too alluring. He simply put the newspaper down and focused on watching Leah swim. He realized Leah was a skilled swimmer; she swam back and forth in the pool, changing strokes several times: butterfly, backstroke, breaststroke, freestyle—each stroke swam with remarkable agility and speed, and when she reached the edge, she somersaulted and turned in the water, just like a competitive swimmer.

Donald's gaze followed Leah's graceful figure back and forth in the pool...

Forty minutes later, Leah finished swimming and came up. Donald noticed that her nipples were erect, pushing up the small cups of her swimsuit high; through the tight, thin swimsuit, he could clearly see that her nipples looked like two round, plump little grapes.

The overly tight bikini bottoms revealed even more: her mons pubis and the outline of her swollen labia were clearly visible. Donald felt his mouth water and his penis harden. He was glad he hadn't taken off his tight bra after getting home, lest he lose his composure in front of the underage girl next door he was meeting for the first time. Donald couldn't help but look at Leah's beautiful body with intensely sexual eyes, although he kept telling himself not to have any impure thoughts, that what he saw was just a beautiful and lovely girl next door.

"Would you like a towel?" Donald said gently.

"Ah! Thank you! I just needed that."

The balcony connected to the "sunroom" (Note: a recreational room built on the outer edge of the house, with a roof and exterior covered by transparent glass panels). Donald got up and walked into the house. In the reflection of the glass door, he saw Leah following behind him. He opened the glass door of the sunroom and let Leah enter first. As she passed by Donald, he took the opportunity to admire her captivating curves.

He took a clean, large towel from the cabinet and handed it to her. She began to dry herself, and while wiping her hair, Donald had a great opportunity to admire her breasts up close. Her breasts were firm and perky, and he really wanted to hold and fondle them, but he didn't. At this moment, in his heart, she was no longer an underage girl, but a young woman he longed for.

After wiping her face, Leah smiled at Donald, her eyes no longer showing the wariness she had shown towards the stranger she had just met. She told Donald that she lived in the house next door with her father, a plumber who worked long hours, so she was usually home alone. Her mother had died in a car accident over a year ago. Speaking of her mother, Leah's beautiful eyes filled with tears. She was almost thirteen, in the seventh grade at a nearby middle school, equivalent to the first year of junior high in China. She had excellent grades, and Leah seemed quite proud. In sports, especially swimming, she was the best swimmer in her grade.

"I know education is very important. Only those with a good education have a future!" she said earnestly. Donner sensed that this beautiful girl, not yet thirteen, was not only physically more developed than other girls her age

, but also mentally precocious.

She continued telling Donner other things. Donner gazed at her, admiring her sweet beauty, nodding in agreement, and occasionally offering his own opinions in support of Leah. Leah revealed that her mother loved her dearly when she was alive, but after her mother's death, no one cared for her anymore. Her father was an alcoholic and often treated her roughly. Donner wanted to know more details, but Leah seemed unwilling to elaborate, changing the subject, and Donner wisely refrained from pressing further.

Donner began to feel hungry; he wanted to start a barbecue picnic. A propane stove was set up on the balcony, and the refrigerator was stocked with fine steaks and fresh lettuce. Donald had originally planned to have a picnic with steaks in the yard that day.

"Will Bei's father be home for dinner tonight?"

"No. He usually comes home late. He'll be working late tonight and won't be home until after ten o'clock."

"Hmm, I'm just about to start my picnic and barbecue in the yard. Will Bei mind having dinner with this old man? I can assure you, I'll get a good steak and some delicious cold lettuce."

"Ah, Mr. Barsons, I would be delighted to have dinner with you. I find it very lonely and boring to eat alone, and I'm not a good cook."

"Please don't call me 'sir'! Just call me 'Donald.' I have a rather good skill, which is cooking. And I love cooking very much! I would love for you to have dinner with me." "

Ah, then I'll have to go home and change my clothes before I come back."

Leah walked towards the fence, her round, bare buttocks swaying slightly. Donner watched her beautiful figure disappear.

Donner took out two pieces of film mingon steak (Note: premium tenderloin, often wrapped in baccon and grilled simultaneously, placed on a propane picnic grill, and heated over a low flame). This was his usual technique; once the steak was just cooked through, before the juices oozed out, he would briefly grill it over high heat, creating an extremely delicious and tender steak. While it was heating over a low flame, Donner went into the kitchen to mix the salad and prepare the fresh mushroom sauce to be poured over the steak. Just then, he heard Leah's clear voice.

"Don, where are you?"

"I'm in the kitchen. You can 'smell' the kitchen as soon as you come in from the sunroom!"

Donner heard the sunroom door open; his salad and mushroom dressing had just been prepared.

"Do you like the kind of oil or sauce used in salad dressing?" Donner asked, turning around to see Leah just entering the kitchen.

Leah was wearing shorts and a backless, neck-tied bra, her breasts prominently displayed, clearly without a bra. Donner's eyes lit up; the sudden, refreshing sight almost made him drop the salad bowl.

Quickly calming his racing heart, Donald smiled at Leah: "If you don't mind, you can help set the table; the cutlery is in the drawer behind you."

Leah turned to retrieve the cutlery, revealing her flawless, milky-white bare back. Donald gazed at Leah's rounded, shapely buttocks beneath her slender waist, and his lower body immediately swelled with desire. His mind seemed to revert to that of a fifteen-year-old boy, filled with envy and admiration for this innocent beauty before him.

"When she grows up, I wonder how many men will be captivated and heartbroken for her!" Donald thought to himself.

The steak was grilled to perfection, tender and juicy. The two sat happily at the picnic table in the backyard, fully enjoying their meal. Dinner proceeded in a relaxed atmosphere, and the two chatted casually. Through Leah's detailed account, Donald

gained a much deeper understanding of her background:

*Leah's thirteenth birthday is in two months.

* She has been selected for the high school swimming team. In all swimming events, she is the best newcomer, and her backstroke is second in the entire school, only slightly behind an eleventh-grade sophomore. The coach has high expectations for her. *Note: In high school, students can join teams in seventh grade, but cannot officially participate in inter-school competitions until ninth grade.

* Her high school has been the state's top girls' high school for the past two years. As per usual practice, the school pool will remain open for the first two months of summer vacation, but will operate under the name of the neighborhood swimming team, continuing to train the original team members and holding weekly competitions with other summer swimming teams from neighboring counties and districts.

As a team member, Leah is required to participate in these training sessions and competitions. However, according to regulations, team members must wear a standard one-piece swimsuit during training and competitions. A year and a half ago, her mother bought Leah two swimsuits: one for team training and competitions, and a bikini for non-competition occasions.

In recent months, she has grown rapidly, and the one-piece swimsuit was too tight last week to wear. Without that swimsuit, she cannot participate in swimming training or competitions. She dreams of owning a fashionable "Speedo" brand swimsuit. She asked her father to buy her one, but he refused, saying he couldn't afford it and that he considered swimming training and competitions meaningless, like "cow dung," and told her to give up. Leah felt quite helpless about this.

* She had an older brother six years her senior, whom she only knew had served in the military overseas last year. He and their father didn't get along, and they hadn't been in contact since their mother's death.

* She still didn't have a boyfriend. Many boys had asked her out multiple times, but her father always refused, saying she was too young. Therefore, she hadn't accepted any dates or attended any special holiday parties.

Leah also asked about Donald's profession and family situation.

After dinner, Donald served Leah a gram of ice cream while he sipped his coffee, enjoying the beautiful garden setting and admiring Leah's beauty. He wished he had come to the backyard sooner so he could have seen Leah sooner. Looking at Leah, he felt a sweet, yet conflicted feeling. He wished she were his daughter, and he wanted to cherish her with all his might, but the erect nipples beneath her bodice drew his gaze like a magnet. He felt deeply that the woman before him was someone he longed for immensely; her voice was so clear and beautiful, and he loved listening to it as she spoke of her feelings and hopes for life.

After finishing her ice cream, Leah said, "I want to swim again. You won't mind, will you?"

"Of course not. I love swimming. Maybe I'll join in and swim for a while!"

"That's great! I'd love to splash you and have a water fight!"

"Don't get too excited! I'm afraid I might end up soaking my tears in the water!"

Leah laughed, sticking out her tongue at Donald, and then ran and skipped home to change into her swimsuit. Donner went back inside, momentarily forgetting where he had his swimsuit; he hadn't been swimming in years. He finally found a pair of swim trunks in his sports closet, and thankfully, his physique remained as good as ever, the trunks still fitting perfectly. Donner, carrying two clean large towels, went to the poolside to wait for Leah.

After a long while, Leah reappeared.

"Why did you take so long?!"

"Your swimsuit is still wet! Have you ever worn a wet and small swimsuit? It's so hard to put on!"

"Why didn't Zai Xun call me? I would have come right away to help her put it on!" Donner said jokingly with a smile to Leah, unsure if she understood the meaning behind his words. In his heart, however, he was fantasizing about how thrilling it would be if she actually let him "help her put on" that wet and small bikini.

Leah clearly understood Donald's teasing. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and without replying, she jumped into the pool and swam back and forth. Donald's eyes followed Leah's graceful swimming movements. ...

After a while, Leah stopped at one end of the deep end and called out to Donald provocatively, "Come on! Coward!"

Donald tested the water temperature with his toes; it wasn't cold. He then jumped into the deep water where Leah was. He sank into the water, feeling the cool temperature and finding it very refreshing. But as soon as his head broke the surface, he was hit by a sudden surge of water; Leah had already begun a water fight.

Not to be outdone, Donner immediately retaliated with a splash, attempting to close the distance to Leah and submerge her head. However, Leah nimbly dodged, her swimming skills too agile to catch him. After several chases, Donner finally reached Leah, but she quickly slipped behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck and trying to push his head underwater. Donner felt her breasts pressing against his back—a strange and wonderful sensation. He grabbed her arms, letting her sink with him into the water… They played like this for a while, Donner constantly reminding himself to maintain boundaries and not to take advantage of her private parts.

"Cease fire!" A few minutes later, Donald, still panting and laughing, called out, "Ah! Leah, I've won! Let's call a truce, okay?!"

Donald went ashore to get a towel to dry himself off, and Leah followed him up. Donald handed her another large towel.

As she wiped the water droplets off her body, her pert breasts swayed up and down. Donald felt his penis rapidly becoming erect, but thankfully he had secured it with a tight-fitting garment beforehand.

"Tang, thank you for the delicious dinner and for letting me use your swimming pool. I hope your water fighting skills have improved so we can have another even match!"

"Just you wait and see, I will definitely improve and won't let you down! ... Ah! Remember, I can use this pool anytime! I usually come home late and can't visit you often."

After saying goodnight, Leah left through the invisible gate. Donner's mind was still filled with Leah's alluring figure and beautiful voice, and he felt a sweet sensation in his heart.

For the next two weeks, Donner was quite busy at work and came home late. He didn't see Leah. But judging from the puddles by the pool and on the balcony, he was sure Leah had been swimming. For two weeks, his mind had been filled with the alluring young woman's body, tightly encased in a tiny bikini. He knew he should find a way to see her again.

Donald wrote a short note, asking if Leah would be free to come home early that day, and promising to do so in return. If her father wasn't home, he'd like to invite her to dinner. After writing, Donald placed the letter in an envelope addressed to "Leah," and affixed it to a prominent spot near the diving board at the pool.

The next day, Donald returned home late and found a letter stuck to the back door of the sunroom. It was Leah's reply, informing him that she could come home early that Thursday, as her father wouldn't be home that day and she wouldn't be back until the following evening.

This gave Donald ample time to prepare a delicious meal. He also bought some exquisite desserts.

On Thursday afternoon at three o'clock, Donald returned home early. He'd only been home a short while when he heard the back door of the sunroom open. He immediately went to the sunroom and instantly saw Leah, still wearing that two-piece bikini swimsuit that was a size too small for her. This beautiful girl, whom Donald had been dreaming about for the past two weeks, gave him a feeling that he could never get enough of her.

"Hi! How have you

been these past two weeks?" Donald asked with a smile. "Hi, Don! I was happy to see your letter. Schoolwork is going well, but I haven't been able to participate in swim team practice these past two weeks, and I probably won't be able to participate in the upcoming summer swimming competition. I need a one-piece swimsuit, but my father still won't buy it, saying he can't afford it... although I know he doesn't really not want to." Donald

saw the helplessness and disappointment in Leah's eyes. A surge of indignation welled up inside him; he felt sorry for Leah. He knew that the price of a bottle of wine at a bar could buy a swimsuit suitable for swimming training, and her father was so inconsiderate of his daughter.

"Leah, it's Yi's birthday in two months, and I was thinking of buying him a gift. How about we buy him a new swimsuit he likes right now as an early birthday present? Would Yi's father agree?"

"Don! Are you serious? I really don't know what to say!"

"Don't say anything! I can afford it, I'm happy to help! All Chao needs to do is swim hard and win the race!"

"Okay, I'll ask my father for his opinion when he comes home tomorrow, and I'll leave a note on your door tomorrow."

Leah enjoyed the exquisite dinner and dessert prepared by Donald. After dinner, Leah went swimming in the pool, while Donald waited by the poolside, admiring Leah's beautiful figure that he never tired of looking at.

For Donald, the twilight passed too quickly! Dusk had fallen, Leah finished her practice, came ashore, and used the towel Donald had prepared for her to dry her hair and the water droplets on her body. After saying goodnight to Donald, Leah gracefully walked through the fence and went home.

Donald watched her beautiful figure go, feeling quite reluctant to part. He had mixed feelings about Leah: although deep down he harbored a strong desire for sexual intercourse with her, he also genuinely wished for a daughter as lovely as Leah, and he would do everything in his power to cherish her and let her grow up in happiness and joy.

The next day, Donner was very busy with work and didn't return home until around 8 PM. There was no note from Leah on the back door, and no water stains by the pool, confirming that Leah hadn't been there that day. Was she sick? Donner felt uneasy and puzzled. Although they had only met twice, Leah seemed to have become a part of his life.

The next day... the third day... still no news.

It was Monday again. Donald returned home at four o'clock early. Arriving in the backyard, he heard

a creaking sound from Lydia's back door, but saw no Lydia.

"Lydia!" he called from the low fence.

No reply. He raised his voice again, knowing someone next door must be home.

"Lydia, is Chen home?"

Still no response. Those few seconds felt like an eternity to Donald.

Finally, there was a reply.

"Hi, Donald, I'm busy, I can't come out to see you." Lydia's voice sounded dry and strained, quite different from before.

Suspicious, Donald immediately pushed open the fence door and went to Lydia's back door.

"How do I open this door? Leah, I have to see Pan, I have something to say to Shou!"

"Hmm... wait a moment... I'll open the door..."

A moment later, a "Kna" sounded, and the door opened. Leah stood inside, her head bowed in dejection. Donner involuntarily cried out in his heart: "This isn't Leah! This isn't the Leah who nimbly tumbled in the pool, challenging me!"

Leah was sobbing, her face haggard, with several abrasions on her cheeks and upper arms, and a dark mark under her left eye. Donner's first thought was that Leah had been injured in a traffic accident or some other accident.

"Leah, what accident happened? Why didn't you call me?"

But Donner immediately realized that he hadn't exchanged home phone numbers with Leah, nor had he given her his company and personal mobile phone numbers, so of course she couldn't contact him.

"No, this wasn't an accident."

"Were you beaten?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

Donald immediately realized that this was probably the heinous act of barbarity committed by Leah's alcoholic father. Leah had mentioned that her father had treated her roughly many times, and Donald immediately felt extremely indignant.

"Why would your father treat you like that?"

"I told him I wanted to buy me a swimsuit as a birthday present and asked him if he agreed. He slapped me and called me a shameless bitch. He was a little drunk at the time, and he said he didn't believe you would ask his permission to give it to me... It must be something I gave you... services... in exchange..." Leah sobbed.

"I think I should call the police. Next time he might break Bamboo Shoot's bones."

"Oh, no, don't do that. If you do, they'll send me to a juvenile detention center. I don't want to go to a place like that."

Donner's mind raced. Leah was right; those detention centers weren't good places. He decided to help her get out of this terrible situation immediately and give her a safe and comfortable environment. But what should he do?

Donner thought of one of his familiar clients. He was a famous lawyer at a well-known law firm in the city, who was very grateful for Donner's excellent service, which had saved the law firm a lot of unnecessary expenses and brought in huge legal profits. He had repeatedly claimed that if Donner were involved in any legal matters, he would serve as Donner's pro bono legal counsel, providing him with services free of charge indefinitely. In fact, Donner's accounting and tax expertise was something they could never obtain from any other accounting or tax firm, which made them extremely grateful to him. Donner decided to contact this lawyer friend first thing tomorrow morning.

"When will North's father be home?" Donner asked.

"He went to a construction site in the neighboring city, saying he would be back in five days. He's been gone for a day."

Donner calculated in his mind that he had four days left, and he needed to find a solution to this problem as quickly as possible within those four days. This father was truly despicable; he couldn't be allowed to have the chance to wreak havoc on Leah again.

"Lia, how have you been eating these past few days?"

"My father gave me some money, just enough to buy a jar of peanut butter and some bread. I've been eating peanut butter on bread these past few days." "

Come to my house. I'll make you something nice to eat. Have you been to school?"

"No, I look terrible, I don't want my classmates or teachers to see me like this."

"I'll call Jenny right away. She's my company's accountant and a beauty and makeup expert, I'll ask her to come and do a makeover for Xin Xuan."

Back at Donald's house, Donald immediately took out frozen drinks, cheese, potato chips, and other snacks for Leah, and took out two T-bone steaks from the freezer to thaw on the picnic grill, then immediately called Jenny. After learning about Leah's situation, Jenny felt great sympathy. Although she was very busy, she was willing to help for free and drove over, estimating she would arrive in thirty minutes.

After Leah had a drink and some snacks, her complexion improved. Donald sat beside her, and Leah looked at him, rested her head on his chest, and began to sob softly. Donald comforted her gently, stroking her hair tenderly.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect your face. I will definitely find a very reliable way to prevent him from touching you again."

"How can you do that? He is my father!"

"Don't worry, I will handle this."

Donald then realized that he really needed the help of his lawyer friend; they would surely find a way that would benefit Leah. Although Donald wasn't a lawyer, he knew that abusing a minor child to the point of injury was absolutely unacceptable under the law, and the perpetrator would be punished.

A car sped onto the driveway in Donald's front yard; Jenny had arrived on time.

"I don't know how to thank you enough for your help!" Donald thanked Jenny, who had rushed over immediately upon hearing the news.

Jenny's first words to Leah were: "My God, who could be so heartless as to harm her!" She hugged Leah, comforting her like a loving mother.

"It was her father. This isn't the first time he's hurt her, but it's the first time I've seen it. Looking at these injuries, you can imagine how vicious and ruthless he was when he struck!"

"What do you want me to do?" Jenny asked.

"Hmm, ever since she was injured three days ago, Leah hasn't dared to go to school. Could we use cosmetic makeup to lighten or cover up the scars on her face?"

"No problem! I can do it. And I can teach Leah, so she can do it herself later!"

"Oh! That's wonderful! Jenny, you're truly an angel sent by God! I'm about to make dinner, are you hungry?"

"No, thank you. I'll start working on Leah's makeup now. Then I need to get to the YMCA to pick up my daughter before 8:30. I brought enough makeup materials, enough for Leah to use once or twice more. You can buy the materials you need later at the cosmetics store; I'll write down the list and leave it with you."

"Oh, thank you, Jenny! We'll go shopping at the mall right after dinner."

Jenny helped Leah sit down and began working on her makeup, explaining everything. Donald went to prepare dinner and drinks.

The steak was ready in no time. "Lia, dinner is ready!" Donald called out.

"Give me five more minutes! We'll be right there!" Jenny replied

. Donald had just placed the food and dishes on the long dining table in the indoor dining room when Jenny and Leah entered.

When Donald looked up, he noticed that not only were the purplish-black marks under Leah's eyes gone, but the abrasions on her face and arms were also gone. Jenny had deepened the makeup around Leah's eyes and applied rose-colored lipstick to her lips. With her fair skin and beautiful face, she was stunningly beautiful; she looked like an eighteen-year-old beauty.

"Jenny, I really don't know how you did it, I'm a natural beauty! Leah, I'm so beautiful!"

"Well, it's all due to Leah's natural beauty!... Your grilled steak smells so good, I really wanted to stay and have a taste, but I'm too late, I have to hurry and pick up my daughter. I've given the order form to Leah, I have to go now. If you have any questions or need my help, please call me."

Donald saw Jenny to the door. "Jenny, I owe you a huge favor!" Donald sincerely thanked her again.

Back in the restaurant, he saw Leah smiling.

"Jenny is really amazing! I can hardly believe this change!" Leah said happily.

"I completely believe it! Just like Jenny said, I'm naturally beautiful. Your back is so beautiful, so beautiful!

If it weren't for the fact that you're a little girl, I would really want to kiss you all I want!"

Leah looked at Donald in astonishment. She approached Donald, hooking her arm around his neck, rising on her tiptoes, and pressing her cherry lips to his.

Donald immediately felt that it wasn't a young girl's peck, but a lover's sweet kiss; her lips were soft and tender, and he could taste the lipstick. What was even more irresistible was that her breasts pressed tightly against his chest, the strange sensation causing Donald's genitals to immediately swell and harden, touching the mons pubis below Leah's abdomen. Leah seemed to sense the change in Donald's lower body, but she didn't pull away, letting her mons pubis press firmly against Donald's erection. In this wonderfully sensual state, Donald couldn't help but gently embrace Leah's slender waist, repeatedly kissing her soft cherry lips.

A moment later, as his senses returned, Donald realized he had crossed the line. He quickly composed himself and relaxed the embrace.

"Lia, let's have dinner. Afterwards, we need to go to the Mall Market building to buy the cosmetics Jenny listed."

They sat down at opposite ends of the long table and began their dinner. Both were hungry and enjoyed the delicious steak and other dishes. Donald's other worry was also relieved: his genitals had begun to soften. He and Leah sat facing each other, their eyes filled with mutual admiration and love. Leah was so sweet, and Donald's heart was filled with tenderness for her, but also with a strong underlying desire. He reminded himself that he had to suppress the latter.

After dinner, Donald quickly cleared the table, and Leah also nimbly helped him.

Mall was only four miles from Donald's house, a quick trip that gave them ample time to shop. Leah seemed excited, as if she had temporarily forgotten the pain of her abuse. But Donald couldn't forget it; the thought of Leah's mistreatment filled him with rage.

Shopping at Mall was a rare pleasure for Leah, for which she was filled with gratitude. Leah's graceful demeanor and smile seemed infectious, and the beauty department staff greeted her warmly, purchasing all the cosmetics she needed.

Donald asked Leah if she had any perfume, to which she replied no. Donald led Leah to the perfume counter, and Leah could hardly believe she was there to buy perfume. The shop was filled with high-quality brand-name perfumes, all beautifully packaged and dazzling. Under the attentive service of the sales staff, Leah sampled each one, deciding which she would like best. To Donner, all the high-quality perfumes smelled wonderful.

"Leah, I can choose two or three that I like."

"May I?" Leah's eyes lit up with joy, like a child receiving a Christmas present. Donner was happy to do something to cheer up Leah, who was feeling melancholy. "

Take your time choosing, and call me when you're done... I'll go check out the shop across the street."

"Okay. I'll be there in a bit, not too long."

The shop across the street specialized in sportswear, displaying a wide variety of "Speedo" products. As Donna entered the store, a young female clerk approached him:

"Can I help you?"

"Do you have women's swimsuits for swimming competitions?" Donna asked.

"We have all kinds of men's and women's swimsuits from Speedo."

"Do you see that young lady in the store across the street?"

"Ah! You mean the girl with the pretty braided hair?"

"Yes. Could you help me choose four Speedo competition swimsuits that fit her? I'll bring her over after she buys them there."

"I'd be happy to help. I'm Carol, just come find me later."

"Thank you, we'll be right there."

Donna walked back to the beauty salon and sat down on the bench by the entrance. A moment later, he heard Leah calling:

"Donna, I've chosen!"

Donna went into the store and paid.

“We need to check out another store,” Donald said to Leah.

“Oh! Where else?”

Donald took Leah’s hand and led her into the store called “Sports Village.” Carol saw them and came over to greet them.

“Carol, this is Leah. She needs some help,” Donald said.

“Well, I’ve already picked out four outfits for her to try on. Leah, please come with me to the fitting room.”

“Fitting room?” Leah asked, somewhat confused.

“Don’t worry, I’ll wait here,” Donald said.

Donald waited outside for a full twenty minutes before Leah and Carol came out of the fitting room. Donald thought that girls, after all, are more careful; if it were a boy, he would probably only need three minutes to choose. He was glad he had bought a one-piece swimsuit instead of a two-piece one, otherwise he might have had to wait even longer.

“Don, they’re all beautiful. But you shouldn’t have spent so much.”

“Carol, do they fit?” Donner asked.

“They’re like they were made for Leah! Leah looks absolutely gorgeous in them!”

“Leah, are you happy with the colors and patterns?”

“Ah, they’re all wonderful. But you shouldn’t have done this; you’ve spent too much.”

“Carol, could you please pack them all up for us to take with us?”

Donner, with a large bag containing four swimsuits tucked under his arm, walked with Leah to the parking lot. Leah thanked him repeatedly.

“Leah, I’m so happy… I’ve never had a daughter before, and if I’m lucky enough to have one like Cian!”

Leah linked arms with Donald, clinging tightly to him as they walked towards their car. Once inside, Leah took his hand and kissed the back of it. This made Donald feel a little awkward, but the sensation of her hand and cherry lips was so wonderful.

"Thank you, Donald. No one has ever bought me so many beautiful clothes or cared for me so much. I don't know how to thank you!"

"Don't thank me. I just hope I like these swimsuits and win the race!"

"Well, I hope you can have time to watch my swimming competition." "

I'll consider it. Ideally, let me know the judges' time and place a few days before the competition. I'll try my best to make time to watch the summer competition."

Donald stopped in front of a supermarket. Leah followed him out of the car and into the market. Donald selected a freshly cut

, high-quality cold platter of ham and scalloped beef, fresh lettuce, a carton of eggs, milk, and

fresh orange juice .

The car sped into the driveway in front of Donald's house; they had arrived home. Leah had seemed very excited on the way there, as if she had completely forgotten about being injured. But Donald hadn't forgotten at all; he decided to call his lawyer friend first thing the next morning.

Getting out of the car, Donald, carrying his swimsuit bag and the food bags, used the key to open the gardener's gate on the side of the yard, meandered along the path along the wall to the backyard, and placed the bags on the picnic table.

He pointed to the food bags and said, "These can be used for breakfast and lunch for the next few days. I'll come back earlier these days to have dinner with you... Would you like anything cold to drink?" Donald asked, preparing to hand the food bags of various sizes to Leah.

"Ah, no, thank you. Don, I'm very tired. These past few days have been really tough, but you brought me so much joy today. I know I'll always be grateful to you. If you're happy, I'll try on all these swimsuits for you tomorrow, okay?"

"I'd love to!"

Leah approached Donald and extended her slender hand to him. Donald thought she wanted to shake hands goodbye, so he reached out and shook hers.

But as their hands clasped, Leah pulled him closer, her arms encircling his neck, and they kissed passionately like lovers. Her entire body pressed against him, and in an instant, Donald was enveloped in her soft, warm embrace.

"Damn it!" Donald thought to himself, his uncooperative penis immediately swelling again, pressing against Leah's mons pubis. He was certain Leah had sensed the change in his lower body. She pressed her mons pubis against his erection, and at the same time, her cherry lips parted slightly, offering her delicate tongue to Donald's mouth. Donald held her smooth tongue in his mouth, and she let him suckle, finding the taste of her tongue incomparably exquisite.

After a long while, they reluctantly released their embrace.

"I really wish you were my father," Leah said, picking up the bags of various sizes from the table and leaving.

The next morning, Donald went into his office and immediately spoke with his friend George Wallace, the lead attorney at the law firm, telling him everything he knew about Leah.

"Well, she's a minor, and there are no other relatives nearby. If there's anything I can do about this, the first thing I need to do is find a suitable place to house her... otherwise, she'll be sent to a state-run juvenile detention center."

"Am I qualified?"

"You! Donald! I think you are certainly qualified. But do you understand what you're getting into? If you get court approval to be her 'guardian,' you'll be responsible for at least four years, or until she reaches adulthood." “

Yes. I’m willing to take her in and be her guardian. If necessary, I’m also willing to formally adopt her and recognize her as my daughter.”

“That’s great. I’ll try it right away.”

Two hours later, George called.

“We’ve done a background check on Leah’s father. He has a habit of hitting women of all ages. He currently has several cases of violence against women pending trial.”

“What impact will this have on Leah? How should we handle this situation?”

“Well, we need to obtain two legal documents as soon as possible: one is a restraining order prohibiting him from touching Leah’s body, and the other is a certificate authorizing you to be Leah’s temporary guardian.” “

Is that enough? As long as the law allows, I hope Leah will never have to ‘face’ him again, and that he will never have another chance to violently abuse her. Otherwise, he might hurt her even more severely next time.”

“Are you really willing to adopt her?” George asked.

“Yes, if that’s the only way to ensure Leah will never again be violently abused by her father.”

“Okay, then I’ll handle it immediately. If everything goes smoothly, I’ll contact you this afternoon.”

At three o’clock in the afternoon, the law firm called. It was the voice of George’s secretary, whom Donald knew well.

"Everything is ready. Donald, you're very lucky. I've never seen the boss so actively busy. He's mobilized almost every resource here to handle your case... The judge has issued an order prohibiting Leah's father from approaching Leah, and has also accepted your request to become Leah's temporary guardian, effective immediately. The county's child protection department is also reviewing your possibility of formally adopting Leah... The court and George have already spoken with you..." The sheriff of that district has contacted you. As soon as you see Leah's father appear, immediately notify the sheriff, and they will present him with the judge's injunction in person. George told you not to worry, he has everything arranged. He will contact you again tomorrow... Now, we need to process your temporary guardianship certificate tonight. Once it's ready, he will deliver it to you immediately..."

Donald sincerely thanked George; he was truly loyal and resourceful, and his efficiency was incredibly high! He was going to great lengths to help him, and doing so voluntarily!

He couldn't believe he was already Leah's legal guardian! He decided to go home immediately and tell Leah the news. He told the office staff that he had an urgent matter at home and needed to return immediately. At 3:30 PM, he headed home.

When he got home, he saw Leah swimming in the pool. He approached the edge, and Leah, seeing him, stopped and got out of the pool. Leah was wearing a newly bought navy blue speedboat; her skin was so white it was almost translucent, her breasts were firm, and she had a slender waist and long legs—she was more beautiful than a lotus emerging from the water.

"Ah! She's so beautiful! Even Venus would be jealous!" Donald thought to himself.

"Leah, I have some news to tell you, and I hope you'll think it's good news!"

"What do you mean? What news?"

"Does Bei like the 'guardian' I'm supposed to be? If so, then Zai can live with me, which would be very gratifying. This house is quite large, with five bedrooms and four ensuite bathrooms." "I would be very happy to have someone by my side."

Leah looked confused, and Donald could see that she was doubtful and uneasy.

"How is that possible? My father will be furious."

"Don't worry. The court has issued an injunction forbidding him from touching or even approaching her. The injunction will be issued to him as soon as he gets home. He can never harm her again. My law firm has made arrangements with the county's child safety department, and the judge has approved my temporary guardianship starting today. They are processing my application for permanent guardianship. If all goes smoothly and they agree, I can then apply for adoption to raise my legal daughter. I would be more than happy to do that."

"Ah! Tang! I think I'm very happy to accept what you're going to do! I've never met anyone as kind and loving as you! I'm just worried that my father will be enraged."

"The sheriff and my lawyer will meet with him in person to present the court order prohibiting him from using force against him or approaching him. If you like, you can move in tonight... Hmm, maybe I should go back and pack my things now and move in immediately. We'll buy everything else the beast needs right away. From now on, he's a very important part of my life!"

Leah was agitated by this sudden change, appearing disoriented and somewhat bewildered.

Although she looked fifteen, she was actually only a twelve-year-old girl, and this sudden change was a profound shock to her... She began to sob softly.

Donald urged Leah to move immediately because he was worried her father might unexpectedly return home early, fearing she would be harmed again.

"I can sense Pan's distress and pain. But I don't want to see Pan harmed again without protection. However, whether to move or not is a decision for Tanbin himself. I want to understand how I feel about Pan. If we decide to move, then don't leave any messages for my father. I don't want him to know where the verdict is. Let the sheriff and my lawyer handle these details."

After hesitating for a moment, Leah finally nodded, agreeing to Donald's suggestion. She left the pool, walked over the fence, and Donald watched her enter the house. He waited for her to reappear, feeling an overwhelming sense of anticipation.

She finally appeared, closed the back door of her house, walked through the fence, and turned to close the fence gate. She had changed into jeans and a t-shirt, carrying the bags she'd brought the night before in her left hand and a small suitcase in her right.

"This is all my possessions. I don't have much. My father has never bought me anything, and most of the clothes my mother bought me are too old and small to wear anymore. What you bought me last night is the most new clothes I've ever received in my life."

Donald was determined to focus solely on Leah. He thought that if he had ever had such a lovely daughter, he would have done everything he could to provide for her needs and support her emotional and physical development. When his wife and son were still at home, he had done his best to make them comfortable, providing them with ample emotional and material support.

Donald opened his arms. Leah put down the food she was holding, nestled into Donald's embrace, and began to sob. Donald gently stroked her hair, offering words of comfort.

“Lia, this is the beginning of a new chapter in my life. I hope it will be wonderful—as wonderful as I could ever imagine.”

He held her tightly and kissed her forehead. Leah’s emotions gradually calmed down.

“Want to see Xia’s new bedroom?”

“Ah! Yes!”

Leah’s eyes began to sparkle, her face flushed, radiating a luminous glow. Some traces of makeup still lingered under her eyes, most of which had been washed away in the pool. Donald instinctively felt that she looked like an angel in a church mural; she had returned to the joyful expression she had the night before.

They carried Leah’s luggage into the house. Leah told Donald that during lunch break at school today, her homeroom teacher accompanied her to meet a middle-aged woman from the county office and the school doctor. They examined her injuries and applied some ointment. They asked about the time, place, and people who had assaulted her, and Leah had to answer truthfully. During the conversation, she noticed there was video recording. She went to class as usual in the afternoon and forgot about the incident. Donald knew it must have been people from the Department of Child Welfare. This morning, he received a call from his lawyer to collect physical evidence of Leah's abuse by her father.

The bedrooms were all on the second floor. When Donald moved in, he hired a professional interior designer to decorate these bedrooms. Donald was wealthy and didn't care about costs; all the furniture and decorations were exquisite. The five bedrooms were all spacious. Donald used the "master" bedroom, and the other four were guest rooms, though no relatives or friends ever visited.

"There are four unused bedrooms here; I may choose any one,"

Leah said excitedly, running back and forth between the four bedrooms like a child in a toy store, comparing them several times.

"I want this one, Donald," Leah chose a bedroom with a full bathroom and a view overlooking the backyard.

"Whatever you like, this is the room in the house,"

Leah exclaimed happily. Donald immediately went downstairs and brought up Leah's swimsuit pockets and suitcase, placing them in Leah's bedroom. Leah excitedly approached Donald:

"Donald, I was just facing the dilemma of 'to move or not to move?', but now I feel much more at ease." "

Lia, I'm so happy to have decided to move in. This move has made me a happy old man!"

"No, Tang, you're not an old man, you're a handsome, strong, and loving man... Tang, I want to take a good bath and then wear all the swimsuits you bought me, one by one, and perform for you."

"If you'd like, that would be my pleasure! But no rush. I've been under so much pressure these past few days, I need to relax."

"Oh, yes. Tang, I've never experienced so much joy and so much sorrow in just a few days."

"From now on, I will enjoy myself to the fullest. Tomorrow we'll go buy everything I need.

I have absolutely no daily necessities for women here; I'm the first female guest in this house!"

"Ah! Tang, you've already given me so much."

"Lia, I'm genuinely happy to do something for you. I'd like to buy some clothes, all kinds of underwear and outerwear... and little things ladies like, such as bubble baths... and anything else you might want."

They went downstairs together, and Donald asked Leah if she wanted to go out for dinner. Leah said she loved Donald's cooking and that she wanted to start observing and learning.

Donald skillfully made delicious spaghetti and meatballs, along with cheese and tomato sauce. Leah ate heartily, intuitively finding it far more delicious than any spaghetti she had ever tasted.

After dinner, and once everything was tidied up, Donald explained some everyday things to Leah, such as the phone number, the front and back door keys, the location of the food storage, etc., to help Leah familiarize herself with her new environment. Afterward, Donald began making coffee, while Leah went upstairs to her room to shower.

A moment later, Donald heard the sound of running water. An image flashed in his mind of Leah's beautiful naked body under the showerhead, water droplets splashing on her firm breasts… But he instantly regained his senses, feeling a helpless shame for his wicked thoughts.

Nearly an hour later, Leah descended the curved stairs.

"I'm here!" Leah smiled brightly.

She was wearing a newly bought swimsuit, the fabric clinging tightly to her body. Two striped lines ran down her chest, gradually narrowing before converging at her thighs. The lines made her already high breasts stand out even more, and the fabric clinging between her legs accentuated her mons pubis and vulva. Donald could clearly feel that Leah's nipples were particularly large, and her labia appeared very swollen and full.

Donald really wanted to go up and hug her, to caress her alluring curves.

Leah's face was also made up, with lipstick, and her hair was styled in a high bun, making her look as radiant as an eighteen or nineteen-year-old beauty, making it hard to believe that she was only a girl not yet thirteen.

In front of Donald, Leah swayed her body like a fashion model so that he could see her from the front, back, left, and right.

"Lia, you look gorgeous! This swimsuit fits you perfectly!"

"I'm so glad you like it. Let me try on another one for you."

"I've been busy all day, so maybe we'll only try on one outfit each night. Tomorrow we're going to mall to buy some clothes, and when we get home I'll have even more new outfits to try on. Let me admire your fashion show...

Would you like to sit next to me, relax, and talk? Or would you like to go for another swim?"

"I want to sit next to you, Don. I'll go swimming again tomorrow while you're at work."

Leah walked towards the sofa where Don was sitting, but she didn't sit next to him. She raised her knees and knelt on either side of the sofa beside him, facing him, straddling his lap. Her firm breasts pressed against Don's chest, her arms wrapped around his neck. She breathed softly, her cherry lips slightly parted, and pressed them against his, their lips meeting tightly in a wet kiss. Don felt her cherry lips were soft, warm, and sweet; the taste was so wonderful.

"Thank you, Don. Perhaps I should call you Daddy."

"Ah, Leah, just call me Daddy! My most beloved daughter!"

They kissed passionately again. Don's lower body was already hard, pressing against Leah's bulging vulva. He was certain that Lydia had felt his erection, but she didn't back away, continuing to press close to him and share a sweet kiss.

After a long while, their tightly pressed lips finally parted.

She gazed at Donald, her voice soft and slightly breathless, "Daddy, I think I should go to sleep. I faced tremendous pressure today. I think the luckiest thing in my life is meeting you."

"Goodnight, Leah. There's a radio that doubles as an alarm clock on the small table beside the bed. I have to leave early tomorrow morning. If Father comes home early, don't let him see you; inform me immediately. If he suspects me of having an affair and knocks on the door, don't answer. I'll be back early this afternoon; we're going to mall, and I need to buy a lot of things."

"Goodnight, Daddy."

Donald watched Leah go upstairs, two conflicting emotions swirling within him. He wanted to be the best father to his lovely daughter, but Leah's alluring young body kept replaying in his mind.

The law firm delivered the newly acquired temporary guardianship certificate to Donna before 9:00 AM, assuring him that everything was alright. However, Donna remained somewhat uneasy, worried that Leah's father might come home early and confront her.

The next two days unfolded similarly: Donna went to work during the day, and Leah went to school. Donna returned home at 5:00 PM, and after dinner, he and Leah went to several department stores in Mall, purchasing a large quantity of fashionable clothes, accessories, jewelry, thermal underwear for after-workouts, various lingerie and sleepwear, and multiple pairs of the latest women's shoes… Leah simply couldn't believe Donna would spend so much money on her clothes and accessories; her wardrobe quickly became overflowing. Every night, though exhausted when she got home, Leah was always excited, insisting on wearing one or two new outfits for Donald to admire.

Leah, already possessing a beautiful figure, looked even more radiant and glamorous in her well-fitting new clothes and after makeup. Donald felt as if he were seeing a stunningly beautiful, mature model. He was very proud of Leah's figure and charm. His envy and admiration for Leah grew deeper and deeper.

He had also tacitly accepted her expressions of love: her hugs and kisses. Each time they kissed, he would quickly become erect, and sometimes she would even press against his erection, naturally twisting and rubbing it gently. This made him feel incredibly sexy and aroused. But he maintained an invisible barrier, repeatedly reminding himself that he must guard this barrier and maintain this necessary final distance with her. He could passively accept her offerings, but he must never actively pursue or seduce her. He hoped that in the future, she would realize that his feelings for her were genuine friendship, not something he was doing for her body.

These past few days, Leah had become a very important part of Donald's life. When he returned home and saw Leah's radiant smile, a sweet feeling would well up within him, and he felt instantly filled with vitality. Leah's arrival was the happiest thing in his life, and he was glad to have become a part of hers.

On Thursday afternoon at four o'clock, Donald returned home early. He noticed that Leah was visibly upset and unhappy.

“My father is back. He knocked on the front door, but I ignored him and stayed in the bedroom so he wouldn’t see me. I think he’s drunk again. I was just about to call you.”

“Lia, stay in the room and don’t go out yet. I’ll call the sheriff and my lawyer right away.”

A few minutes after the call, Donner saw a police car drive up to the right lane, and two officers got out, seemingly waiting. Soon after, his lawyer arrived in his car. The three of them met and knocked on Leah’s door. Donner saw the door open, and the three went inside.

About twenty minutes later, the three came out of the house, got into their respective cars, and drove away. A few minutes later, the phone rang; it was Donner’s lawyer friend calling from his car on his cell phone.

"Everything's done. He's signed the 'no objection' document and accepted the restraining order prohibiting him from approaching or disturbing Leah."

"No objection?"

"He signed it, promising not to raise any objections to Leah's court-appointed guardian. When we left, he was already packing, preparing to move, saying he was moving to a place closer to his work. He's notified the rental company to move out immediately." "

He's quite decisive, signing so readily."

"At first, he was very stubborn and vicious. This guy was foul-mouthed, calling his daughter a bitch and saying she deserved whatever punishment or suffering she suffered. He kept cursing and roaring. But we had an arrest warrant ready for him: he had illegally abused and violently injured a child, and the court would not only fine him but also arrest him and put him in jail. We threatened him with this, and he finally complied and signed the document. Two sheriffs were witnesses on the spot and also signed the document. This 'no objection' document was officially legally established and effective. However, this guy was also a rare character, completely devoid of humanity and family affection. From beginning to end, he never once asked where Leah was."

"Thank you so much for helping me so much. I don't know how to repay you." "

Compared to all the good you've done for us, this is just a small token of gratitude. Your suggestions and services saved us nearly 200,000 yuan last year alone, so this is just a small token of appreciation! My team will continue to work on this case, monitor developments, and get you to become Leah's permanent guardian as soon as possible, until she comes of age. We will also apply for the formal adoption of Leah as your daughter, but that will take a long time."

"Thank you! I think Leah will be very happy to hear this."

After hanging up, Donald was filled with joy. The matter was actually settled. From now on, Leah could be raised and protected by him, and soon he could even formally adopt her as his daughter.

"Leah, please come downstairs, I have good news for you!"

Leah appeared at the top of the stairs, wearing a pair of well-fitting, fashionable tight shorts and a cool, sleeveless tube top

. She wore some makeup and looked like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old model. Donald was instantly distracted, his mind filled with images of the fresh, curvaceous female body hidden beneath the thin top and shorts. In that instant, he forgot that he was Leah's new father and was just a lustful lecher.

She gracefully descended the stairs, and Donald quickly regained his senses. He told Leah the news from her lawyer.

Just then, they heard a loud slam of a car door slamming shut, followed by the screeching of tires as the car sped off. They went to the window and watched as Leah's father's car roared away.

"Leah! Today is the first day of your new life! I hope the future will be wonderful!

Because of eyes, my life is now filled with warmth again. Until I met Pan, I realized how lonely and empty I was. I am so proud to have such a wonderful daughter!"

"Ah! Daddy! I love you! This past week, I've experienced a dramatic transformation. Look at me! Don't I look like a grown woman? All the clothes you bought me are so beautiful and comfortable. I don't know how to thank you enough!"

Leah threw herself into Donald's arms, and the two shared a sweet, passionate kiss. She slipped her delicate tongue into Donald's mouth, letting him suckle. In the past few days, they had shared several such embraces and kisses that went beyond the usual father-daughter dynamic. She also knew that his lower body would immediately swell when they kissed. She felt a surge of love for this handsome, strong, kind, and considerate man, a desire to be one with him. She hoped to bring him happiness in the future. With a heart full of devotion, she naturally pressed herself against his erection, rubbing against it. Donald held her slender waist tightly, and she felt an inexplicable excitement and pleasure.

Donald felt as if he were in heaven.

After a two-minute kiss, Donald reluctantly ended the sweet embrace and asked Lian if she wanted dinner at home or out.

"Daddy, shall we go to McDonald's? I haven't had their French fries in over a year!"

They ate at a McDonald's about two miles from home. Father and daughter gazed at each other tenderly as they ate.

Back home, Lian went upstairs to do her homework. Having missed two days of school, she had a lot of work to catch up on.

At 10:30, she came downstairs to say goodnight to Donald and planted a light "daughter-daddy" kiss on his lips.

Donald poured himself a glass of Napoleon brandy, sipping it slowly to relax. His mind was filled with Lian's beautiful image.

A month passed quickly.

Two weeks ago, George's law firm delivered the court's power of attorney, confirming Donald as Leah's permanent guardian until she comes of age.

Donald continued his regular work schedule, leaving early and returning late. But no matter how late he came home, Leah would wait for him. Leah had also learned many of Donald's signature dishes, even surpassing him in deliciousness. They regularly went to the market to buy daily necessities and food. Without realizing it, she had begun managing the household chores. Before going to the market, she would write down a shopping list; she often had excellent shopping suggestions. Once at the market, she and Donald would each carry a portion of the list and shop separately to save time.

They also had moments of kissing every day. Now, once home, he removes the tight undergarment from his underwear, freeing himself from its constraints. When they kiss, she presses herself against his erection, her graceful movements a gentle, undulating motion, savoring the unique pleasure of touching his masculine features. He, in turn, slides his hands down her slender waist to the curves of her buttocks, gently pressing against her rounded hips, making the soft flesh of her lower abdomen press against his erect penis through several layers of fabric. But Donner steadfastly guards his final line, refraining from any further sexual advances towards Leah. Aside from this unusual, intimate kiss, they are a respectful and considerate father and daughter, with Donner being an exceptionally caring father. He had started distributing monthly allowances to Leah, giving her enough pocket money to go to McDonald's and other snack shops with her teammates and classmates. She was no longer as timid and lonely as before.

Leah's body was also changing. She was growing taller and bigger rapidly. Donald and she became regulars at the mall, with Donald continuing to buy Leah well-fitting swimsuits, new makeup, and audio CDs. Her latest measurement was 105 pounds, with a 50/50 bust, 34-23-34.

Donald's backyard had also undergone some significant changes. The fence gate was no longer needed, so Donald hired someone to replace the four low fences on the right side with an eight-layered brick wall of the same style as the rest of the perimeter. This made the backyard more private and secure, completely out of the reach of outsiders, allowing them to move and relax freely.

Donald added several comfortable reclining chairs and various garden furniture pieces so that Leah and he could lie down or sunbathe at their leisure.

Although Leah looked so stunning in her swimsuit, Donald often reminisced about her unique beauty in a bikini.

They went to the mall to buy supplies.

They passed by Victoria's Secret,

a store known for its wide selection of sexy women's lingerie. Donald suggested that Leah go inside and choose two bikinis for swimming at home. He suggested a dark green one, contrasting sharply with her milky-white skin, and another flesh-colored one, matching her skin tone.

"We also have all sorts of exotic bras and lingerie here; if you like them, I'll buy them at will."

Leah stared at Donald for a moment, a knowing smile playing on her lips, before entering the shop. Donald sat on a bench in front of the shop, leisurely watching the passersby, but he didn't see any girls comparable to Leah. Just as he was fantasizing about Leah's alluring figure in a bikini, he heard her silvery voice.

"Daddy, I'm ready."

Donald went into the shop to pay; it was "Daddy's" duty. The thought of seeing Leah in a sexy bikini soon would excite him greatly, making the small bill well worth it!

Once in the car, Leah said, "Daddy, I'm going to wear all these bikinis I bought for you when we get home!"

"Did you buy two?"

"Actually, I bought three. Two were bought as you requested, and I also bought a light blue one."

"That's great. Should we buy some nice underwear too?"

"Ah, Daddy, wait until you see the matching underwear I already have. I already have so many sets; I've never had so many sets of underwear before. They're so soft, and they feel so good against my skin!"

Leah reached into the back seat and took a small paper package from the pocket of the newly bought bikini swimsuit.

"You absolutely have to see me in this new swimsuit." Leah had a mysterious and sly smile on her face.

When Donna looked at the package, it was incredibly small; it seemed like it could only hold a small handkerchief at most. Donna was immediately excited. Leah would look absolutely stunning in that barely-there swimsuit!

Unfortunately, it was late when they got home, and Leah was exhausted. They had to go to work and school early the next morning. They agreed to postpone the bikini show. With

the semester ending soon, Leah had been busy preparing for her exams for the next few days and hadn't had a chance to show Donna her new bikini.

It was now the last week of May.

It was Thursday. Leah's birthday was in two days. Donna had already ordered a beautiful gold heart-shaped necklace, with his and Leah's names engraved inside, intending to put it on her on Saturday morning.

Leah had finished all her exams, and summer vacation was about to begin. On Thursday evening, Donald returned home, and she told him her exam results. She had excellent grades, scoring above 85% in every subject, with perfect scores in math and biology. Her summer swimming program would begin next Tuesday. Her swimming time was steadily improving, and the coach estimated that she would likely break several school pool records soon.

"Leah, I'm so proud of you!"

"I'm so happy that my life has changed so much. Since you came into my life, my world has become so wonderful. I love you so much, Daddy!"

"I love you too! Sweetheart!"

They hugged tightly, sharing a sweet kiss like lovers. Her hair smelled fresh after shampooing, while the back of her ears and neck carried the scent of rose perfume. Donald, of course, wouldn't miss the chance, showering her earlobes and neck with kisses. After a long while, Donald finally came to reality and stopped the passionate kiss.

"It's almost dinner time now. What do you want to eat tonight, Leah?"

"You, Daddy!"

Donner looked at Leah, her eyes seemed warm and sincere. Her jade arms hooked Tang Na's neck, turned his head up, and kissed him sweetly and wetly again. Tang Na felt three plump balls of soft flesh clinging to his chest and swollen lower body. She twisted slightly, and he immediately felt a warmth rising in his lower abdomen. He hugged her, caressing her back up and down with his big hairy hands, and then involuntarily slid down, pressed on her round jade buttocks, and squeezed gently. She was only wearing a pair of shorts underneath, and through the soft and thin fabric, he could clearly feel the outline of her briefs! His heart skipped a beat. . . But then an idea flashed through his mind, and he realized he was facing a crisis.

"Stop! Leah! We have to stop, I'm almost out of control! Let's go make dinner!"

"But I want you so much, Daddy!"

"As long as you like me, I'll always be happy!"

"Daddy, you don't know how I feel right now. I feel weak all over, and when you hug me, I feel like my whole body is shaking."

"Leah, me too! But we have to stop here. That's why I said we should make dinner right now."

Leah reluctantly let go of Donald.

They went into the kitchen hand in hand, working together skillfully. For the past few months, Leah had planned the weekly menu the weekend before, and they only needed to cook according to the menu.

Donner's penis gradually softened, and he breathed a sigh of relief; their earlier intimacy had come too close to the point of climax. Deep down, he desperately wanted to have sex with Leah immediately, but he feared that Leah might feel indebted to him because of his kindness and wanted to repay him with her body. He needed to be sure that her passion for him wasn't based on that.

After dinner, they sat side by side on the large sofa in the family room, watching television.

Before they went upstairs to bed, Donner realized that tomorrow was Friday, and also the weekend.

"Lia, what do you want to do this weekend?"

"Daddy, I don't have any other plans this weekend. I want to stay home with you and enjoy our swimming pool.

I also want to try on my new swimsuit for you!"

"Ah! That's great! I'll go home early tomorrow, and we'll go to the supermarket to buy groceries and supplies for next week, including my favorite steak, seafood, and ice cream... Hmm, if you like, we can have dinner at Wright Restaurant, which isn't far from the supermarket. I've dined there several times with my clients, and the quality and service are always top-notch... Ah! I almost forgot to tell Yan the very important news. I received a call from George today. He said the law firm has completed all the adoption application procedures for us, and in ninety days, Yan will become my legal daughter!... We should celebrate tomorrow!"

"Ah! Daddy, I love you!"

Leah threw herself into Donald's arms. He held her tightly. He kissed her, and she responded passionately. Donald's old habit flared up again; his penis immediately became erect, and the girl in his arms twisted and turned in response.

"Daddy, I want you so much."

"Want me?..."

"Yes. I 'want' you, like a girl wants a boy. You once told me you hadn't been with a woman for seven whole years. I want to be your daughter, your girl, your woman!"

"Leah! You are the only woman in my life from now on!... I love you so much!... But I think we should rest tonight!..."

Donald realized he was almost out of control again, but he still managed to restrain himself.

That night, he repeatedly dreamed of him and Leah entwined, tenderly loving each other. When Donna woke up in the morning, he felt a little confused. His intuition seemed to tell him that his feelings for Leah would eventually transcend the boundaries he was currently trying to limit.

The next day, the company was very busy. But Leah's beautiful image kept appearing in his mind, and thinking of her filled Donna with a sweet feeling. He couldn't believe he actually had such a beautiful and lovely daughter! But when he thought of their intimate kisses and close rubbing, his lower body immediately felt warm and a strong erection.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Donna finished work and immediately drove home.

"Ah! Daddy, I'm so glad you're home!" Leah opened her arms and hugged Donna, pressing her body tightly against him. Donna immediately smelled the fragrance of her hair; she must have just bathed and washed her hair.

"I've made you a cold drink. After you drink it, we'll go to the supermarket to buy groceries and supplies for next week.

I've already made a shopping list; please check it to see if you've forgotten anything... I don't have swimming training tomorrow or the day after, so I can keep you company. You've had a busy week; you need to relax!"

Sipping the drink Leah had made for him, and looking at the lively and beautiful young woman, Donna felt a sense of warmth and joy, as if he had returned to his youth. He felt he should get plastic surgery to be worthy of the beautiful Leah and to go out with her.

"Give me five minutes; I need to wash up." Donna went into the bathroom, quickly washed, shaved, and groomed himself. He carefully combed his still very thick hair; he was glad that he hadn't lost or thinned his hair like his friends of the same age. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a dashing and handsome middle-aged man.

Leah had already applied makeup, a touch of rose lipstick, and tied her hair in a ponytail. She wore a stylish off-the-arm blouse, tight jeans, and trendy open-toed high-heeled sandals, which made her appear even more graceful. Donald instinctively thought Leah looked like a fit and beautiful eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl; no one would guess she was only a girl under thirteen.

On the drive to the supermarket, Leah gazed at the meticulously groomed Donald: "Ah, Daddy, how handsome you are!"

"Thank you, Leah. It's because I have such a beautiful daughter!"

They entered the supermarket, each carrying a shopping list, and went their separate ways, quickly acquiring the supplies and groceries they needed. Then they arrived at the restaurant.

Donald ordered a sirloin steak, and he suggested Leah order a "surf & turf" steak and lobster. He also ordered two glasses of fruit wine. The waiter brought the drinks as ordered, completely unaware that this beautiful young woman was not yet of marriageable age.

Donald smiled gently, raised his glass, and clinked glasses with Leah: "Blessings, my dearest, most beautiful daughter!"

"Daddy, I love you! I will always be your best daughter in the world!"

She took a small sip of the wine.

"Daddy, I've never drunk this kind of wine before. It tastes so good!"

"If you like, we can buy some at the hotel later to take home and enjoy with dinner."

The main course had been served, and the two began to eat with relish. After dinner, they went back to the hotel and bought several dozen different bottled fruit wines.

Back home, Leah said, "Daddy, I'll put away the things we bought. You go take a shower. Then we'll watch the movie we just rented together."

Donald obeyed his daughter's request, went upstairs to his bedroom bathroom to shower, and turned off the tap after showering. He heard the sound of running water from the showerhead. He was a little surprised; Leah had already bathed that afternoon, so why was she showering again?

It was late May, and the evening was still a bit warm, but there was no need to turn on the air conditioning. He thought he should be more "relaxed and free" at home tonight, so he decided not to wear underwear, only a pair of loose, comfortable shorts. He picked up a vest, but since it was still hot, he held it in his hand without putting it on immediately. He went downstairs to the lounge, shirtless. The clock on the video recorder showed nine o'clock. He set up the rented videotape, waiting for Leah to arrive so they could start watching.

Sounds came from the stairs; it was Leah descending. At first glance, Donald thought Leah was completely naked, but upon closer inspection, he realized she was wearing a new light blue bikini with only "three small points" showing, ready to perform for him. She reached him five feet away, a seductive smile on her face, and gracefully turned slowly, allowing Donald a clear view of her front, back, and side.

The swimsuit was actually just three tiny triangular pieces of fabric. The bra was made of two equilateral triangular pieces, each side less than three inches long, barely covering her nipples and part of her areola. The bottom piece was a narrow, elongated triangular strip about four inches long and only two inches wide at the top, barely concealing the slit in her genitals. Most of her breasts, her entire mons pubis, and the outer part of her labia were exposed. The triangular piece of fabric below was only held up by a thin, transparent ribbon shaped like a "T." The ribbon was embedded in the cleft of her snowy buttocks, making Leah's back appear completely naked. Her

full, perky breasts, her plump, smooth vulva, and her round, protruding buttocks were almost entirely and completely exposed before Donald's eyes.

"My God! So beautiful!" Donald exclaimed inwardly. Instantly, his genitals swelled and became rock hard.

"Daddy, what do you think?"

"Lia, this is giving me a heart attack! It's so beautiful! You're so gorgeous! You can't wear this swimsuit in public."

"No, Daddy. I'll only wear it at home. I bought it especially for you!" Leah gazed at the tent bulging between Donald's legs and giggled, "I can already see the effect!" With that, she threw herself into Donald's arms.

Instantly, Donald felt an indescribable sensuality. He held her tightly, sharing a sweet kiss, and she pressed herself against him, writhing passionately.

Suddenly, Donald felt an indescribable beauty on his chest. Leah's passionate thrusts had pushed her small bra off its original position, leaving her two firm, white breasts pressed against Donald's hairy, muscular chest. Donald felt his defenses about to crumble.

"Leah, I think we should put our clothes on while watching the video..."

Leah smiled at Donald, grabbing his thick, bushy hair and turning his head so his lips were pressed against her left nipple.

Donald could no longer resist! His last defenses crumbled completely in that instant!

He opened his mouth and began to suckle her nipple. Leah let out a dreamy moan...

"Daddy, don't stop!"

Donald didn't stop.

All pretense and self-discipline were gone.

He not only suckled and kissed her pink, plump nipples, but also licked her areolas, sucking most of her firm, white breast into his mouth as if he wanted to swallow it whole. He sucked on her left breast, then her right, then her left... taking turns savoring Leah's two plump, firm breasts, those beautiful breasts he had wanted to suckle the first time he saw her.

Leah moaned, pressing her chest against Donald's, letting him suckle her firm, cone-shaped breasts.

His large, hairy hands didn't stop either. While he cupped her left breast with his right hand to suckle, his left hand kneaded her right breast, rubbing and pinching her nipple. While he suckled her right breast, he played with her left breast with his right hand. She gasped for breath, her nipples like two pink, carved jewels, standing erect on her firm breasts, glistening with Donald's saliva.

He lifted her onto the sofa, parted her legs, and knelt on the carpet in front of her, her bra now fallen to the floor. Her moans grew louder, her hips twisting incessantly. Donald's mouth never left her breasts, sucking on them alternately for a full ten minutes.

He began to move, but his hands still lingered, each holding a breast. His head moved down, licking and kissing Leah's fair skin... He kissed her navel... Continuing downwards, he finally kissed the plump mound of flesh he had longed for. Only a few sparse, barely noticeable hairs covered the mound, while the triangular strip of cloth beneath it was soaked.

Donna buried his head between her legs, licking and sucking at Leah's mound, and she writhed even more violently. She reached down and gently loosened the knot of silk tied around her waist, causing the triangular cloth to fall loose.

Before Donna lay the ultimate beauty, Leah's paradise he had longed for day and night.

Beneath the mound were two incredibly lovely, plump, white, swollen labia, slightly parted due to extreme engorgement, revealing the pink slits between the lips, glistening with nectar, emanating a rich, youthful, and alluring fragrance.

Donna licked the nectar from the petals. The nectar was warm and clear, tasting like diluted fruit acid with a faint lemon aroma. Leah groaned loudly, spreading her legs wide and raising her vulva high, making it easier for Donald to lick it. Donald licked up and down between the petals, indulging in the intoxicating nectar of the young girl. He used the tip of his tongue to tease the small bud in the crevice, and Leah almost bounced up.

"Ah! Daddy, there... right there..." She placed her hands on Donald's head, clamped her legs around his cheeks, and thrust her hips, pressing her entire vulva tightly against Donald's mouth.

Donald's large, hairy hands withdrew from Leah's chest, supporting her thighs and pushing them upwards and outwards, thus fully exposing Leah's plump vulva. Below the crevice, there was a small, recessed opening. Donald inserted his tongue into the crevice and licked for a moment, then returned to lick the bud between the labia. He repeated this back and forth, and Leah moaned incessantly.

"Ah...oh...Daddy...what are you doing...it feels so good...don't stop..."

Daddy didn't stop. He licked her clitoris and sucked the nectar from the petals. Suddenly, Leah straightened her legs

, her whole body tensed, and she tightly embraced Donald's head. Warm, moist nectar gushed from her honeyed orifice.

Leah cried out: "Ohh ... After a while, Leah regained her senses. "Daddy, I love you! You make me feel so good!" Donald looked up and kissed Leah gently. She parted her cherry lips slightly and put her tongue into Donald's mouth, letting him hold and suckle it. "Daddy...I want you...I want you inside me..." "Lia, that will hurt a little. You're still a virgin. My penis isn't the biggest, but it will still swell and hurt when it first enters your body. Are you sure you want it?" "Daddy, I definitely want it. Ever since the first day I moved in, I've wanted to be with you." "Has Bei had her period yet?" "Yes, she had it last year, Daddy. The last time was three weeks ago. It'll be back in three or four days." "Hmm, that's good. These next two days should be a safe period. The most important thing now is to avoid pregnancy. I'll arrange a doctor's appointment for you next Monday, and get a prescription to take your medication on time." " Yes, Daddy. I'll do whatever you say." Donald kissed Lyia's cherry lips, her earlobes, her pink neck again... He moved down to her breasts, lower abdomen, thighs, mons pubis, labia majora and minora, and clitoris... He felt as if he had acquired the most precious work of art in the world. He kissed almost every part of Leah's body, but he still felt he hadn't kissed enough. "Daddy, please fuck my penis!" Donald hadn't expected this innocent little girl to utter such lewd words as "fuck" and "fuck." Donald took off his shorts, his thick penis standing proudly erect. Leah reached out and grasped it. "What a beautiful, strong, big cock, fuck!" Another taboo word! This little girl knows so much! But Donald had no time to think further.

He lay down beside Leah, guiding her to straddle his legs, facing him.

"Leah, I'll tell you what to do. Do what you can, don't rush. If you encounter any resistance when you sit down, that's your hymen. Once you get past it, my penis can go in."

Leah held his erect, rock-hard penis, placing Donald's large, egg-sized, purplish glans on her vulva, twisting her hips and slowly sitting down. Her hymen tightly gripped Donald's glans, and Leah doubted whether such a large thing could truly enter her vulva. But she longed for it. Instinctively, she twisted her hips and pressed down, feeling Donald's glans gradually entering her tight flesh.

Two minutes later, Donald's glans had disappeared from his sight; it was fully inside Leah's vagina, encountering resistance and stopping.

"Now I've reached the hymen. It will hurt a little when I go deeper... but it will feel good after a while."

Leah moved up and down a few times, and the glans finally broke through the hymen; a hint of pain appeared on her face.

Donald's penis slid in and out of her tender flesh. The soft walls of her vagina gripped his thick penis tightly, and he felt an indescribable pleasure.

"Daddy, it hurt a little earlier. It doesn't hurt anymore, but it feels so swollen."

"Lia, try to relax. Your body will gradually get used to it. Now, move up and down, and I will gradually feel pleasure."

Lia did as she was told, swaying her hips up and down, her full breasts bobbing with each movement. Donald's penis was tightly enveloped by the fleshy walls of her newly entered vagina. Gradually, the tip of his penis penetrated deep into Lia's body, and the marks of his penis penetrating her lower abdomen became visible.

"How do you feel, Lia?"

"Daddy, I've never felt so swollen and distended before. It feels both swollen and itchy inside, but it's also very comfortable."

Lia began to move up and down slightly. Donald felt his penis firmly locked inside Lydia's vagina. Fortunately, the vagina was already very lubricated. With the rise and fall of Lydia's hips, his glans could thrust in and out of her tight passage like a piston.

The friction of intercourse brought him indescribable pleasure. Watching his and Lydia's lower bodies pressed together, his hard penis moving in and out of Lydia's plump and tender vagina, Donald felt immense excitement and satisfaction.

Lydia's virgin vagina finally accommodated the last two slits of his penis. The forty-year-old strongman's eighty-foot penis was now completely inside the tender vagina of the twelve-year-old precocious girl.

"Daddy! I feel so swollen inside, so uncomfortable, so sore, so itchy... Ah... Oh... Ah... Ah... Daddy..." Leah moaned, her buttocks rising and falling with increasing amplitude.

Donald thrust his towering member, matching Leah's movements. As she sat down, he lifted his penis, the head of his penis striking the soft flesh of her clitoris.

Her juices flowed freely, her vagina becoming increasingly slippery. Leah gasped as she sat down, her buttocks rubbing back and forth.

Suddenly, she felt her clitoris being stretched open, his hard glans penetrating to the deepest part of her. A powerful, tingling sensation washed over her; she couldn't take it anymore and collapsed, her upper body slumped against Donald's strong chest.

"Daddy, I'm here again!"

Donald felt Lydia's tight vagina spasm, a warm nectar flowing from her vulva, moistening his erect penis tightly wrapped in her little hole.

After a moment, Donald asked softly, "Shall we go upstairs?"

Lydia was still limp. "Daddy, carry me upstairs."

Donald picked up Lydia and rolled to sit up. Lydia's arms were wrapped around his neck, her tender breasts pressed against his chest, her jade legs wrapped around his lower back, his thick, hard penis still deeply embedded in her side passage. Donald stood up, his strong hands firmly supporting Lydia's snow-white, round jade buttocks, and he carried her like this, stepping towards the second floor. With each step he took, Leah felt his wooden-like penis slam into her soft flesh, sending shivers down her spine.

"Daddy, kiss me!"

Donald lowered his head, their lips met, and he took her delicate tongue into his mouth.

The darling and the strong man, still tightly intertwined, entered Leah's bedroom. He pulled back the bedspread and gently laid her flat on the bed. They remained joined, not separating.

"Daddy, I want more. This time you're on top!"

The thick male genitals trapped inside her also needed to release their pent-up energy.

He lay on top of her, supporting his weight with his elbows and knees, his chest pressed against her erect nipples, his penis deeply embedded in Leah's wet, love-scented vulva.

"Lia, lift your legs and spread them apart. That way, the angle at which we join will be just right."

She obeyed, hooking her arms around his back and embracing her father.

"Lia, I'm going to start!"

He began to thrust his hips, first with small up-and-down movements. Lia let out a pleasurable moan, arching her vulva to receive his thrusts.

"Ah! Sweetheart! How does it feel?"

"I love you, Daddy, you make me feel so good!"

He gradually increased the rhythm and amplitude of his thrusts. And with each deep penetration, he pressed the head of his penis against the soft flesh of her clitoris, grinding and rubbing it wantonly.

"Ah, Daddy... I'm going to die... Daddy... harder... faster... ah... ah... so beautiful... so comfortable... I'm going to die..."

He repeated this action.

Donald was happy that he could make Leah happy. He decided that from now on, he would not only be her best father but also her best sexual partner.

He felt the pleasure growing stronger, but he calmed himself, controlled his ejaculation, and suppressed his sensitivity; he felt he could control himself. He didn't intend to use any other sexual positions on Leah's first night; he maintained the normal "missionary" position, his large penis constantly thrusting, colliding, and grinding inside Leah's vagina.

Leah reached orgasm again and again...

After each orgasm, she would feel a brief moment of weakness. At this time, he would stop thrusting, pull out his penis, lie down beside her, gently kiss her cherry lips, her firm, tender breasts, caress her entire body's curves, and carefully examine the inside and outside of her vagina... Until Leah awoke. She smiled at him, and they passionately confessed their love to each other. She played with his wet, hard penis, and he teased her clitoris. When she said to him, "Daddy, I want more!" he mounted her again, and they made love, thrusting and grinding, fully enjoying the pleasure of his penis rubbing against the extremely tight, tender flesh of the young girl.

Early-blooming, her needs were quite high. But after the fifth orgasm, she felt very satisfied. However, she knew he wasn't satisfied yet.

"Daddy, my little chick, my whole body, is yours, you can do whatever you want!"

He readily complied. "Lia, my love, my most precious daughter, I have given your father pleasure he has never known before!"

When he entered Lyia's body for the sixth time, she did not actively arch her back to match his thrusts; her beautiful eyes were half-closed, showing slight fatigue. Donald sensed that she was probably completely satisfied, so he decided to stop. He relaxed his control and began to thrust and grind rapidly, his large, hairy hands firmly holding Lyia's white, tender buttocks, ravaging her clitoris like a rapist.

Lyia let out weak moans. The sounds of passion emanated from her dripping, wet vulva.

After a round of intense, frenzied rape, Lyia was already limp and wet with desire.

The excruciating pleasure finally arrived; the volcano, locked away for years, finally erupted. Donald immediately thrust his swollen penis deep into the heart of Leah's flower, feeling his glans forcefully break through the soft flesh of her core. His glans trembled, then trembled again, then trembled a third time… ejaculating his hot, thick semen into Leah's developing uterus. After

a long while, Donald withdrew his still semi-erect penis, covered in a glistening, milky-white fluid. The sheets beneath Leah's buttocks were a mess. The clock on the bedside radio showed 12:20 AM; he and Leah had been locked in a passionate lovemaking for over three hours.

He picked up the nearly lifeless Leah and carried her to his bedroom, laying her on her back on his knee-size bed. He went into the bathroom, quickly showered, and then took two towels, gently wiping the now-sleeping Leah clean with one. After wiping her, he placed the other towel under her bottom. He lay down on his side, cradling Leah's naked body in his arms and covering her with a blanket. In less than a minute, Donald was fast asleep.

The crisp chirping of birds in the early summer morning broke the silence of the courtyard.

The windows of the second-floor bedrooms were open, and through the gauze curtains, the upstairs bedrooms were filled with the fresh morning air and the fragrance of flowers wafting from the courtyard. The chirping of birds roused Donner from his sweet sleep; it was six in the morning.

He hadn't slept so deeply in years. Upon waking, he felt refreshed and full of energy. Seeing Leah still sleeping soundly beside him, he recalled their wonderful, intimate lovemaking the previous night. Leah was still lying on her back, seemingly unchanged throughout the night. Pulling back

the blanket, Leah's beautiful naked body lay before him: her white, firm breasts, her long, shapely legs, and her prominent, full vulva… "Truly a masterpiece of God!" Donner thought to himself, his lower body instantly aroused.

He didn't want to wake her, letting her sleep a little longer to recover the energy she had expended during their previous night of lovemaking.

He covered Leah with the blanket again. He got up and went into the bathroom to wash and groom himself. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was clearly different from yesterday: his eyes and brows appeared exceptionally full and radiant, and he seemed much younger at first glance. The man's penis in the mirror was still semi-engorged, thick and erect. Thinking of how this guy had entered Leah's body last night, taking her virginity, and repeatedly displaying his prowess in her first time, driving the delicate girl to ecstasy, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, stroking his own penis and praising, "Good boy, you haven't disappointed me, you've done a very good job!"

He put on a bathrobe, quietly left the bedroom, leaving the door slightly ajar so as not to disturb Leah's sleep. He first went to the downstairs lounge. The sofa bore clear traces of his and Leah's lovemaking the previous night, including Leah's virgin blood. He took a stain remover spray from the closet and vigorously sprayed the stains. The stains evaporated quickly, and the sofa was clean again. He picked up the three small pieces of bikini fabric that Leah had tried on the previous night from the carpet, then went upstairs to Leah's bedroom. The sheets on the bed were stained and messy; he removed them, put the sheets and bikinis in the washbasin, and then changed Leah's sheets.

With the cleanup done, Donald went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. After four hours of physical exertion the night before, he felt very hungry. He made himself three fried eggs, eight bread rolls, and toast, enjoying his meal immensely.

He heard the sound of running water upstairs; it was Leah taking a shower. Ten minutes later, Leah came downstairs into the kitchen. She was wearing a pullover, sleeveless t-shirt that reached her thighs, just covering her hips.

"Good morning, Leah. How are you feeling?" he smiled at her.

Leah nestled into Donald's arms, and the two shared a passionate kiss.

"Happy birthday!" Donald took out a heart-shaped necklace he had prepared days ago and hung it on Leah.

Leah opened the heart and saw two lines of small writing inside: "For my beloved Leah... Donald on the back."

"Daddy, thank you!" she kissed him again.

"Daddy...it's still a little sour inside...I'm hungry...your fried bacon smells so good!"

She took the scrambled eggs and bacon that Donald had just prepared for her and ate them with relish.

Donald looked at Leah, who still seemed a little tired: "Leah, I'm sorry, I was too rough last night."

"No, Daddy. I love your 'roughness'! It's your way of showing your love for me, and it gives me a wonderful feeling I've never had before, indescribably wonderful. I love you, Daddy, and I want you to

love me that 'roughly' all the time!" "

Lia, my most beloved daughter, my darling! You have given me joy that surpasses even heaven! ... From now on, I will love you like that as often as you like! ... However, I think you should rest a little longer after dinner."

He noticed Lia was unsteady on her feet as they went upstairs, so he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom, laying her on her back on the bed.

He took out some anti-inflammatory ointment from the bathroom cabinet, went to the bed, and lifted the hem of Lia's t-shirt, discovering that she wasn't wearing underwear. Her alluring naked body attracted him, and his genitals immediately became erect again.

"Open your legs, let Daddy check."

She parted her beautiful legs. Two smooth, plump labia majora were tightly closed, a thin slit between them. Donald parted her tightly closed labia with his fingers, examining the little fleshy opening beneath the cleft that had given him such ecstasy the night before. The inside was a vibrant pink, slightly moist at the entrance, exuding the unique fragrance of a young girl's vulva, showing no signs of injury. Donald carefully applied a layer of anti-inflammatory ointment inside and outside the opening.

Leah had already noticed his erection. "Daddy, let me see you."

She lifted his bathrobe, her hand gently caressing his strong, hairy, muscular chest. He felt incredibly comfortable, closing his eyes to enjoy her massage.

He felt she was playing with his penis.

She grasped his engorged shaft with one hand, stroking it up and down, while her other hand cupped and gently kneaded his round, firm scrotum.

"Daddy, your cock is so big, so amazing!"

Donald felt his glans enveloped by soft, warm flesh. Leah grasped his erect penis with both hands, her small mouth holding the glistening purple glans, her wet tongue licking his glans and urethral opening. Her small tongue explored every inch of his penis, leaving the shaft and scrotum covered in glistening saliva. The pleasurable sensation made Donald groan, but he didn't want to indulge himself at this moment; he habitually maintained control.

Ten minutes later, Leah lay on her side beside Donald, still holding his erect penis in her hand, playing with it up and down, her fingertips tracing the swollen glans. Donald's large hand covered her chest, caressing her breasts through her t-shirt. They sometimes talked, sometimes shared deep, wet kisses.

"Daddy, I often hear older girls at school talking about boys. They brag about having been with boys or adult men. From their conversations, it seems the other person ejaculates passionately within minutes. Sometimes it's even just a minute or two, before they've even gotten that 'coming' feeling, they've excitedly ejaculated. After ejaculating, the man's penis quickly softens, and he immediately loses interest in the girl... But last night you lasted so long, I 'came' so many times, but you didn't ejaculate for so long... Is it because I'm too young, not sexy enough, unable to arouse your passion?" "

Ah! Leah! You have no idea how passionate I am! Making love with you is the greatest joy of my life!... My delayed ejaculation is an innate talent, and the result of years of self-training...

Last night, I still ejaculated early because I was afraid you would be too tired, and it was your first time..."

"Daddy, I'm so happy I can make you happy. I'm so happy you're so strong and enduring, I'm the luckiest girl in the world!" Leah shook the penis in her hand: "Daddy, it's been idle for seven years, from now on we have to make it work more."

She nestled against his chest, a satisfied smile on her lips, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully and carefree.

After she fell asleep, Donald gently got up. He dressed in casual clothes, went downstairs, picked up the newspaper delivered to him at the front door, and casually read it.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a melodious, bell-like sound rang out from the bottom of the stairs.

"Daddy, how do I look?"

Donald looked up and saw Leah, wearing a new flesh-colored bikini, leaping down the stairs. She seemed to have fully recovered; young people recover their strength so quickly.

She smiled at Donald, gracefully twirling in front of him.

"Beautiful!"

"I want to go swimming. Daddy, do you want to join me?"

"Ah! Of course."

Leah swam back and forth, while Donald swam a little before getting out of the pool. He sat half-reclined on a long sun lounger by the pool, admiring Leah's beautiful swimming style.

Ten minutes later, Leah got out of the pool and lay back on the chair next to Donald, enjoying the sun.

"Lia, I'll go get some lubricant to wipe my face so my skin doesn't get sunburned... It's just the two of us here, so if you like, feel free to take off your swimsuit."

As Donner turned from the house, he saw a breathtaking sight that made his heart race: Leah lying naked on the thick, soft cushions of the deck chair. Her rounded buttocks displayed a beautiful curve.

Donner sat beside Leah, his hands covered in lubricant, gently caressing and kneading her fair skin. First her back, then gradually moving to her buttocks and thighs. Leah slightly parted her legs, and Donner saw the plump, alluring flesh between them.

Leah turned over.

"Daddy, this isn't fair. You have to take off your swim trunks too!"

Donald obeyed, revealing his eight oval-shaped penis beneath his lower abdomen. He continued applying perfume to the supine Lydia. He rubbed her breasts for a long time, and Lydia's nipples stood erect like cherries, and she began to moan.

"Ah! Daddy, so good!" His hairy hand, covered in perfume, gradually moved down, to her lower abdomen, thighs, calves, and toes... She parted her legs, and his hairy hand finally returned to her smooth, plump mons pubis, his palm gently pressing on the raised soft flesh.

"Ah! Daddy! Daddy!..."

His middle finger probed into the crevice beneath the mons pubis, stroking the small clitoris between the folds.

"Ah...oh...oh..." Leah moaned softly, twisting and turning her hips in rhythm with his caresses.

Her vulva was already filled with her juices, making the lubricating balm unnecessary.

"Daddy, I want you! Now!"

On the sun lounger by the pool, two naked bodies were intertwined. A muscular man was on top of a slender, fair-skinned girl, her strong, long legs hooked around his lower back. His hips rose and fell with great force, and the girl beneath him let out plaintive moans. A massive, flashlight-like male organ, its veins bulging, thrust wildly into the tender flesh between the girl's thighs. Her legs and buttocks were glistening with fluid. She gasped softly, the tender flesh of her vulva making soft "chirp" and "tsk" sounds as the thick male organ sank in and out.

Birds chirped in the treetops of the courtyard, seemingly praising their beautiful union.

The two-day weekend was spent in tender, affectionate bliss. They enjoyed their homemade meals, lay in the warm sunshine, and frolicked in the refreshing pond. ...

They had made love more than ten times in those two days, and on Sunday noon, they even experienced the pleasure of underwater intercourse in the pond for the first time. Daddy had often been "rough" with her, yet she received countless moments of sweet satisfaction. But Daddy was very controlled: he only selectively withdrew once a day, pouring out his burning love for her into Leah's heart.

Leah had started her summer swimming program, training for five hours every day from Monday to Friday: 7:00 AM to 10:00 AM and 4:00 PM to 6:00 PM. Three hours on Saturday: 9:00 AM to 12:00 PM. Sundays were rest days so most families could take their children to church.

Donald also adjusted his work hours to 8:00 AM to 5:00 PM. This way, he could prepare a delicious breakfast for Leah every morning, and when she returned home exhausted in the evening, she could immediately enjoy the meal prepared by Daddy. At breakfast, Daddy also watched attentively as she took various vitamins and birth control pills, ensuring his daughter didn't lack any nutrition or become pregnant from their lovemaking.

After a hard day of training on Sundays, Leah would come home exhausted, and her father would give her a full-body massage to relieve her fatigue.

Sometimes, at Leah's request, Donald would have sex with her, and usually after two orgasms, Leah would feel completely relaxed. But Donald didn't rush to release his pent-up desire, habitually conserving his energy. Before 10 pm, her father would carry her to bed, give her a goodnight kiss, and let her sleep soundly until morning.

Only on Saturday afternoons or nights would her father and daughter make love freely.

In this way, they had sex an average of three times a week.

Leah's swimming performance improved remarkably; in seventh grade, she had broken two school pool records. She was radiant and even more beautiful than before.

His colleagues were amazed by the change in Donald; he was spirited, radiant, and everyone said he looked at least ten years younger.

The two months of summer swimming training and competitions flew by, ending in early August, leaving a month of summer vacation remaining. Before the fall semester started, Donald decided to take a two-week vacation with Leah on a Mediterranean cruise. They visited famous historical sites along the Greek and Aegean coasts, and both Donald and Leah had a wonderful time. In fact, this was essentially their honeymoon. Every night, the muscular father would go to the balcony with his precocious thirteen-year-old daughter for two or three hours of passionate lovemaking, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy before finally ejaculating deep within her heart and falling asleep in each other's arms.

They returned home before the fall semester began.

It was a Saturday afternoon. The autumn sun shone brightly. Under the shade of the trees in the backyard, the naked and muscular Donald lay on a sun lounger, his hands kneading the pink nipples of Lydia, who was straddling him. Lydia's round, firm buttocks undulated gracefully, her plump, juicy little flesh rhythmically swallowing and releasing Donald's thick, hard penis.

Donald thrust his hips in rhythm with Leah, enjoying the wonderful sensation of his penis rubbing in and out of the beautiful girl's tight, warm, and slippery little hole.

On the small table beside him was a letter he had received at noon. It was a notification from the county's child welfare department; Donald could officially adopt Leah as his daughter next week.

Leah stopped thrusting. She leaned down and kissed Donald lightly.

"Daddy, I don't want you to go through the final signing procedures for adoption... I don't want to be your 'legal daughter'."

"Leah, why don't you want to? Did I do something wrong..." Donald said, quite surprised.

"Ah! Daddy! It's not what you think! I've decided that when I graduate high school and become an adult, I want to have a baby for you before going to university... If you're willing, I want to marry you and be your wife...

But if I become your 'legal daughter,' then there will be many legal troubles and difficulties..."

Donald's eyes were filled with joy: "Lia, I love you, let's do it!"

He kissed Leah passionately. Leah's buttocks began to thrust and swirl again.

Donald rolled over, straddling Leah, his chest pressed against her soft, firm breasts, his hips rising and falling rapidly, their lips meeting as he sucked on Leah's delicate tongue... His heart was filled with the passion of desire and love: this precocious beauty, not yet an adult, brought him

indescribable wonderful sexual pleasure. He always felt he hadn't kissed her enough, touched her enough, and had enough of her. At the same time, he was certain in his heart that she was his most beloved daughter, his lover, his mistress, his fiancée. He was determined to love her wholeheartedly and make her happy and satisfied. When she turned eighteen, he would marry her, have children, and create a happy family.

Four months ago, he never dreamed that the underage girl next door would arouse such a passionate second spring in his life...

The translator has written a short poem to briefly record this story:

The orphaned young lady is most pitiful; suddenly, a beautiful maiden arrives

, bringing solace to my heart. She is kind-hearted and grateful, and I am overjoyed to receive such a precious gift, a second spring in my life.

(The End)

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