The Happy Life of a Sex-Loving Dad (1-9)

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The clock in the living room struck twelve. Liu Zhenyang sat on the sofa, absentmindedly chewing a tasteless apple, his eyes never settling on the television screen in front of him. He glanced back at the front door every now and then, waiting for his daughter to return.

With the sound of keys turning, his daughter's beautiful figure came into view.

"Dad, I'm home."

Her daughter had just gotten off work, wearing a dark-colored suit with a white silk
blouse with black stripes underneath. The blouse was slightly tight, barely concealing her full breasts, which had never had children, and
the edge of her pink lace bra was faintly visible. She wore flesh-colored stockings, which she always wore to work. As her daughter
bent one leg in front of the shoe cabinet at the door and gently took off her pointed black high heels, Liu Zhenyang could vaguely see
the black camisole with lace trim attached to the flesh-colored stockings, which was pulled up by her bent leg.

Liu Zhenyang's penis instantly hardened. He licked his lips, walked barefoot behind his daughter,
wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and whispered in her ear, "I missed you so much, my little darling."

His daughter, Liu Xun, stiffened, glanced at the living room, and not seeing her mother, blushed. She
tiptoed and lightly pecked her father's lips, asking, "Where's Mom? I don't see her."

Liu Zhenyang chuckled, picked up his daughter's increasingly alluring body, and carried her upstairs. "Your mother's busy cooking in
the kitchen . Don't mind her, let's do something fun first."

His daughter was 1.68 meters tall and quite slender, but even so, she was
easily lifted by her 1.8-meter-tall father. Hearing her father say "something fun," the daughter knew without a doubt what
awaited her. Her long, slender legs involuntarily shrank inward, her alluring eyes
secretly scanning her father's face, which she hadn't seen for a week. Through her thin, willow-leaf shirt, she rubbed her full breasts
against her father's firm chest. "Xiao Xun wants Daddy to love her,"

the daughter pouted slightly, as if complaining, uttering words that sounded like flirtation. Liu Zhenyang
's body instantly ignited, his increasingly hard penis thrusting relentlessly into his daughter's
large buttocks encased in her dark, tight skirt, as he walked faster and faster towards his and his wife's room.

"Thump." The daughter was thrown onto the large bed that Liu Zhenyang and his wife shared, a
bed that couldn't even accommodate three or four people. Her once neatly styled hair was now slightly disheveled, with a few strands falling across her forehead, adding to her allure. She slightly twisted
her slender waist , her two stockinged legs rubbing together lightly, producing a strange, lewd sound. She looked at her father with a seductive smile
and said provocatively, "Come on, Father, come and play with Xiao Xun. Xiao Xun loves it when Father and I play fun games
."

Liu Zhenyang wanted to immediately get into action, but there was a problem with his pants; for some reason,
he , the more anxious he became, and the more anxious he became, the less he could open them. Sweat beaded on his forehead.

The daughter looked at Liu Zhenyang's unsightly state and smiled even more seductively.

(I)

The daughter found it
quite reminded her of her own childhood. That time, the situation was similar, except
that her father wasn't trying to have sex with his own daughter quickly, but rather to urinate.

He was watching a football game and drinking beer when he went to the toilet, only to find that
the buttons on wouldn't open. He twisted and turned, the urge to urinate growing stronger, but he still couldn't unbutton them. Just then, a pair of small hands reached out.
The ten-year-old daughter, wearing a little nightgown, her small breasts the size of steamed buns, faced
her , with a serious expression. She deftly unbuttoned his pants and
pulled down his briefs—and her father's semi-erect penis, throbbing with the urge to urinate, appeared before her
eyes for the first time.

The little girl blinked, looking at the thick, dark penis, thicker than her arm, then at
her own lower body, covered by her white panties, revealing the slightly protruding outline of her labia. She pouted,
touched the thick, dark penis with her delicate little hand, and ran back to the living room to watch the game.

The father, still in the bathroom, didn't come out for a long time. Later, he said that after his daughter's little hand touched it, he
was fully erect and couldn't urinate at all.

Recalling childhood anecdotes, and seeing her father's equally impatient demeanor, the daughter
found it amusing. She looked at him provocatively, raising one of her white, stocking-clad thighs, her toes slightly curled,
tracing patterns on his prominent groin.

Her father, annoyed, grabbed her stockinged leg, held it in front of him, and took her
small toes into his mouth.

"Ah," the daughter groaned involuntarily. She felt her father's tongue, like a sharp sword, sliding between her toes through the flesh-colored
stockings The sticky saliva seeped through the stockings, acting
like lubricant under his tongue, making his tongue dance on her feet.

"Mmm, Daddy's naughty," the daughter's voice was as sweet as honey, "You come back and play with Xiaoxun's
feet, don't you think they're dirty?"

"Xiaoxun's little feet smell the best, especially when she's wearing stockings, they smell even better." The father sucked on his daughter's stocking
toes, his hands not idle, tracing along her ankles, his large hands caressing her flesh-colored stockings and toes, the "
hissing " friction sounds echoing in the room.

The daughter couldn't stand her father's touch, and finally helped him open the button, her soft little hand reaching into his
underwear, grasping the large penis that made her so intoxicated. The father was deeply aroused; his glans
penis continuously secreted pre-ejaculate. The clear, slippery fluid clung to his penis and his daughter's small hand,
making her hand slippery in no time. She pulled back her father's foreskin, grasped the thick shaft of his penis, and began
to masturbate him up and down. Her small hand seemed boneless; familiar with her father, she
controlled , allowing her palms to make more contact with his penis. Occasionally, she would use her soft
fingers to smear along the grooves of his glans.

The penis, freed from its cage, eagerly sought entry into a warm, moist cave. The father quickly undressed himself and
his daughter , leaving only her long, flesh-colored stockings. His thick, long penis pressed against her wet vulva,
the glans slightly erect, pushing in a little.

"Daddy, come in quickly, Xiaoxun can't wait!" The daughter wiggled her large buttocks, her vulva gripping her father's
penis turning it back and forth.

"My slutty daughter, here I come." The father gripped his daughter's slender waist, arching his back slightly, and then...
He thrust his penis into his daughter's vagina, as if forging ahead.

"Oh, it's in, Daddy's big stick is in." The daughter bit her lip, her eyes tightly closed, feeling the fullness of
her father's penis inside her.

The daughter always felt that she was so suitable for her father, even in the
way That feeling of perfect fit made her feel like she was born to be her father's plaything. She loved her father so much.

She moved closer to her father's face and offered him a passionate kiss. She actively put her little tongue into her father's
mouth and intertwined with his tongue, saliva flowing between them, and the wet, sizzling sounds coming from their genitals.

The father was not satisfied with this position; he preferred to thrust into his daughter more vigorously. He turned his daughter over, making
her lie on the pristine white sheets like a puppy. Then, from behind, he grabbed her E-cup breasts,
pinching her nipples between his index and middle fingers, and began to penetrate her rapidly.

"Slap slap slap..." The daughter thrust her hips passionately, responding to her father's assault. Her secretions
flowed more freely with each thrust, running down her father's pubic hair and her own stockings
, leaving trails of wanton fluid.

The father lifted his daughter's upper body, withdrawing until only the glans remained inside her vagina, before
plunging it all the way in at once.

"Yeah!" The daughter's vagina became very tight due to this position, and the tender flesh in her cavity was tightly squeezed,
tightly clamping her father's hot penis, which made her father feel very comfortable. The father rubbed his daughter's plump breasts,
pulled out , and then thrust in hard.

"Ah...ah...Daddy..." The daughter could no longer control herself and moaned loudly. Her father's thick and
long penis filled her cavity, and she could feel the protruding blood vessels on the upper part of her father's penis. The slightly
downward curving penis was like a dream, constantly stimulating her body and spreading throughout her body. The huge pleasure coming from her lower body
made her body sweat. Mixed with her father's sweat, the two of them had sex dripping with water.

The father and daughter were having a wild sexual encounter on the second floor, and the mother downstairs finally noticed something.

(II)

The mother, Miao Rou'er, heard the door open, but didn't see her daughter come to greet her. After a while, she heard faint moans of pleasure
, and the mother understood.

She took off her apron and quietly went to the door of her room. Sure enough, she saw the scene she had imagined.

The husband, with his muscular body naked, was holding his daughter, who was only wearing stockings, from behind. His thick penis
was penetrating her vagina from front to back. He was gripping his daughter's breasts tightly with both hands, and the tender white flesh squeezed
out from between his fingers. The rosy areolas exuded an aphrodisiac scent, and the hard nipples rubbed against his fingers, swaying back and forth
.

The daughter's toes were tightly curled, bound by stockings and unable to extend, her half-closed eyes
filled with desire, her lips slightly parted, her tender red tongue protruding. The husband, seeing this, moved closer, his mouth smacking as
he chewed on his daughter's tongue.

"Dad...Daddy, it's coming..." The daughter seemed close to climaxing from her husband's ministrations. The mother suddenly had
a mischievous idea.

"Sweetie, where do you want Daddy to shoot?"

"Inside...I want Daddy to shoot inside...ah, I want..."

"Are you pretending I don't exist?" At that moment, the mother suddenly pushed open the half-closed door and entered the room.

"Ah, Mom... Ah!" The daughter was startled by her mother's sudden intrusion, her face flushed red, and her vagina
suddenly tightened to its limit, a stream of vaginal fluid flowing out from her body. "Ah... Dad... Mom..."

The father was also startled, feeling his daughter's contraction, his penis felt extremely comfortable, and he almost ejaculated,
but he barely held back because his wife was beside him.

After the orgasm, the daughter's whole body was flushed with an intoxicating peach-red color, her body limp against her father's chest,
looking at her mother who was walking towards her with some shyness. She could feel her vagina still flowing with vaginal fluid,
moistening her father's large penis. Thinking of this, she felt even more shy.

"Now you know how to be shy? You just got back and immediately dragged your dad upstairs to make love, even to our room.
Don't you consider me your mother anymore?" The mother teased, watching the large puddle of fluid flowing from her daughter and husband's joined bodies,
glistening and staining the sheets. She walked over,
dipped her finger in the fluid at the very point where her daughter's vulva and husband's penis met, and sucked it into her mouth. "What a slutty daughter."

"Mom~" The area touched by her mother was unusually sensitive, and her father's penis twitched inside her.
The daughter felt very shy, her face turning bright red.

The father couldn't hold back any longer. He could have climaxed with his daughter, but his wife's sudden arrival
had caused her to ejaculate, leaving him unsatisfied. He looked at his wife.

His wife resembled his daughter by about seven or eight points, but compared to his daughter, she possessed a more pronounced mature woman's charm.
Her hair was styled in a woman's bun, and she wore a black, tight-fitting thin sweater. Her breasts, like two mountain peaks,
pushed up the sweater, revealing a barely visible cleavage at the opening. Below the sweater was a knee-length floral skirt connected to black
semi-transparent pantyhose, making her legs appear full and long. She was barefoot, presumably for easier peeping
earlier , her soft soles pressed against the floor, creating a very alluring effect.

The father swallowed hard, then freed one hand from his daughter's bare breasts and
gently stroked his wife's silk-stockinged legs. He shamelessly said, "Wife, you made me not ejaculate. Why don't you come up too?"

The mother blushed, slapped the father's hand away, and looked at the incestuous father and daughter, saying, "
What does your incest have to do with me? Don't drag me into this." With that, she ran out of the room.

But she immediately ran back, throwing a small object on the bed. "Don't ejaculate inside! If you ejaculate
inside your daughter, you'll regret it!"

The daughter held the pure black condom, blinking at it, then turned to her father and
asked, "Should I put this on?"

The father glanced at the doorway, scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly, and said, "Put it on, help me."
Actually, he was extremely reluctant to put it on, because if it was on, he wouldn't be able to directly feel
the softness inside his daughter's body, and the feeling was never pleasant.

"Hehe, it's been so long since you put a condom on Daddy. When was the last time we used one?"

"Hmm... about a year ago?" The father wasn't entirely sure, only remembering that his wife had
caught him and he had no choice but to put it on.

"Big stick, I'll dress you up now." The twenty-five-year-old daughter still possessed
an extremely childlike innocence in front of her parents, especially when this innocence was applied to sex. The father couldn't resist the temptation; her
expression, a mixture of innocence and lewdness, almost made him want to ejaculate.

The daughter lay on the bed, facing her father's still-erect, thick penis, tore open the condom packaging, put
the condom to her mouth, lowered her head, and her rosy lips probed down to his penis.

"Oh...good daughter..." The father was almost unconscious with pleasure. Although there was an extra layer of condom, the
fact that his daughter had put on the condom herself with her mouth was a powerful sense of accomplishment.

"Big stick, does it feel good?" My daughter looked at me with alluring eyes, her tongue flicking against the tip of my penis
.

"It feels good, so good!"

My daughter kissed my penis and giggled, "Then Xiao Xun is going to eat it up."

As she spoke, my daughter slowly pulled up the condom. The condom clung tightly to my father's incredibly thick
penis , pausing every time it was pulled up a little. When the condom was completely removed from my father's penis,
there was still a transparent thread connecting the condom and my father's penis.

The daughter tossed the condom on the bedside table, spread her long legs, straddled her father's firm waist, and used
her slender hands to steady his bulging, monstrous penis. She positioned her plump, white buttocks and lewdly laughed, "It won't taste good if you wear
a condom ."

"Your mother said to wear one..."

The daughter relaxed her waist and sat down heavily. Her father's penis penetrated her body, reaching the deepest
part, giving her a sense of fulfillment that she would never tire of, as if she owned the whole world.

"She can't see it now."

(IV)

"Boss... Boss... um..."

Liu Xun blushed, secretly watching her father do things that made her blush and her heart race. On the sofa, the naked
father gripped Aunt Qin Jing's large breasts with both hands, his lower body moving rhythmically, thrusting his thick, black penis in and out of
her buttocks, which were covered by gray pantyhose.

Two years ago, her father opened a women's fitness club near his daughter's school. When Liu Xun was in class,
he would wander around or even act as a part-time instructor. This afternoon, Liu Xun finished class early
. After greeting the instructors who blushed at the sight of her, she slipped into the staff break room to find her father.
Once inside, she understood why the instructors were all red.

It turned out that what her father had been hiding in his underwear was a huge, thick, black penis. Liu Xun felt like she had discovered
a whole new world. When she was little, her father always wore underwear when bathing her. Little Liu Xun asked him why he didn't
go naked
like her, because it would get wet. Her father used to brush her off, saying she'd understand when she grew up. Now Liu Xun knew why her father wouldn't take off his underwear—it was because he had a big penis hidden inside.

"Hurry up… boss… um… your daughter will be here soon… she'll find out…"
Aunt Qin Jing's whole body was flushed, completely exhausted from her father's penetration, her lower mouth already slightly swollen.

Her father jolted, moving his hands to Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged
thighs, gripping the flesh encased in gray stockings tightly, thrusting even faster. The erotic fluid flowing from their point of contact
dampened the sofa beneath them.

"Hehe." Aunt Qin Jing suddenly chuckled seductively, sticking out her tongue to lick her father's nipple. "Every time I
mention your daughter, you get really hard. I mean... um... I'm hitting the spot... do you want to fuck your daughter?"

Her father blushed, a rare sight, his tanned face showing obvious embarrassment. He opened his mouth
and bit Aunt Qin Jing's nipple hard, his voice slightly muffled as he said, "You... it's because you
're wearing stockings..."

"Mmm..." Aunt Qin Jing let out a moan of pleasure from her father's bite. "I wear stockings every day for
you to fuck me, and I've never seen you get more excited when your daughter is mentioned. Just admit it."

Her father slapped Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged buttocks hard with his large hand, kissed her bright red lips, and
thrust his tongue into her mouth, preventing her from continuing.

When her father finally pulled away from her alluring lips, leaving a trail of saliva, Aunt Qin Jing gasped,
"You big lecher! Not only do you sleep with other men's wives every day, but you also want to sleep with your own daughter... um... I'm going to come... I'm going to
... ah!"

Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged legs suddenly clamped tightly around her father's waist, her big buttocks thrusting forward, her whole body beginning
to tremble slightly. Her lower mouth and the point where her father's big penis met seemed unable to bear it, and a large amount of
vaginal fluid , running down the crotch of her gray pantyhose and down her stockinged thighs. One could imagine that in a few minutes,
patches of semen would appear on her pantyhose.

The father pulled his large penis out of Aunt Qin Jing's swollen, red mouth. Milky white vaginal fluid, still attached to
the penis , dripped onto the sofa. He straddled Aunt Qin Jing's chest and shoved his penis into
her mouth. Aunt Qin Jing obediently took it in, moving her head back and forth. Soon, the father
ejaculated a large amount of thick, pale yellow liquid into her mouth. Perhaps it was truly too much; although Aunt Qin Jing
kept swallowing, a considerable amount still dripped from the corners of her mouth, staining her face.

Huh? It stopped? Liu Xun, who had been watching her father's performance and unconsciously stroking her own vulva, was slightly
disappointed. Seeing her father and Aunt Qin about to come out of the lounge, she glanced around and noticed that
Coach Gan Tiantian's locker was open. She slipped inside and closed the door behind her.

The locker didn't have many clothes, but stockings made up the majority. Even in the dim light, Liu Xun
could distinguish the different styles: thin, thick, tank tops, pantyhose, velvet, black, white, purple
, striped, diamond-patterned… With girlish enthusiasm, Liu Xun picked up a pair of white stockings and examined them.

Huh? Why are some parts a little hard? Liu Xun's delicate fingers were very sensitive; she could clearly feel
something different about the smooth white stockings. Liu Xun carefully touched it and found that some of the hard areas were
small, like water droplets. A thought flashed through her mind, and she brought the white stockings close to her nose to smell them. She smelled
a faint, strange odor, somewhat fishy, somewhat fragrant, and most importantly, it smelled very much like her father.
A strong masculine scent.

Recalling what she had just witnessed Aunt Qin Jing and her father doing, recalling Aunt Qin Jing being touched by her own vaginal fluids and her father...
The milky-yellow liquid from her father's large penis had soaked her gray pantyhose, and Liu Xun roughly guessed why the white stockings in her hand had hardened
slightly . She stuck out her tender tongue and
licked the smooth, soft white stockings with a few hard semen stains. The taste of her father. Liu Xun savored the sweetness, licking all the slightly hardened
parts , as if eating some kind of dessert.

"Eek." It was the sound of the lounge door turning. With the white stockings in her mouth, Liu Xun stood on tiptoe and looked
through the long ventilation hole above Aunt Gan Tiantian's locker at the outside.

Her father and Aunt Qin Jing had already come out of the lounge. Aunt Qin Jing's face still had the flush of her orgasm;
she held her father's hand, a smile on her face.

"How about I and that girl Zhong Lan play with you tomorrow? You haven't ejaculated yet,
it seems like you can't get a satisfying finish without two women." Aunt Qin Jing winked seductively at her father.

A small bulge immediately appeared in the crotch of his brown casual pants. He looked at Aunt Qin Jing's
lips, very tempted. He licked his dry lips, rubbing his fingers against Aunt Qin Jing's gray-stockinged thigh, and said,
"Should I ejaculate inside Zhong Lan, or inside you? If I ejaculate inside you, your husband's cuckoldry will be huge
." "Hehe, that goes without saying, of course I'll ejaculate inside me, how can I let that little girl Zhong Lan have it?" A lewd smile appeared on Aunt

Qin Jing's usually demure face. Aunt Qin Jing touched her damp, open-crotch gray pantyhose and walked towards her locker. "I'll take these off . You go wait for your sweet daughter in the living room." "I'm off then," the father said, heading to the living room to wait for his daughter, who had already entered. *Hehe, silly dad, I'm here.* Liu Xun thought to herself with secret pride. Aunt Qin Jing opened the locker and gracefully took off her only garment, the gray open-crotch pantyhose. Aunt inserted her slender thumb into the opening of her pantyhose at the edge of her pelvis, and pulled it down. The flesh-colored grey pantyhose slid down little by little, revealing large patches of her buttocks to Liu Xun's eyes. After sliding over her buttocks, Aunt Qin Jing raised her right leg , slightly bent it, and pulled the pantyhose off her right leg first, then completely pulled it off her left leg. The wet pantyhose clung tightly to her thigh skin, sticking to her legs as she took them off, making her beautiful, shapely legs, honed by long-term exercise, sticky with her vaginal fluid. Aunt Qin Jing scraped some vaginal fluid from her smooth thigh with her finger and put it in her mouth. Then, naked went to the washbasin next to her and quickly washed her gray open-crotch pantyhose, wrung them out, and hung them in her locker. "Bang." The door slammed shut. Seeing that Aunt Qin Jing had already dressed and left, Liu Xun opened Aunt 's locker and came out. She ran to Aunt Qin Jing's locker, opened the unlocked door, and took out the gray pantyhose that Aunt Qin Jing had just used. She licked Aunt Qin Jing's gray pantyhose, then licked the pantyhose that Aunt Gan Tiantian had been holding in her hand. It really did smell like her father. So, ten-year-old Liu Xun, clutching the two pairs of stockings belonging to the two aunties, began to formulate some formulas in her mind: Wearing stockings = getting her dad to take off his underwear and help her bathe. Wearing stockings = being able to see her dad's cute, thick, black penis. Wearing stockings = being able to get closer to her dad... Liu Xun's big, cute eyes shone with excitement as she looked up and surveyed the dozen or so lockers in front of her the two pairs of stockings into her schoolbag. She took one pair from each auntie, the kind that was a little stiff. So, Liu Xun opened the lockers of the pretty female gym instructors, carefully selecting from the countless . She picked out a pair of sexy, alluring stockings bearing her father's semen stains and stuffed them into her little backpack… “Strange, why are you all avoiding me when I come out? You didn't come in with me!” Her father, Liu Zhenyang, sensed something was off as soon as he left the staff break room. The beautiful instructors who usually flirted with him seemed to have changed their personalities, either avoiding him or staring at him hesitantly. Puzzled, the father waited for his beloved daughter at the gym. After waiting for almost half an hour, his daughter, who usually skipped and jumped to find him after class, didn't appear. The father assumed she had gone home first, so he went home himself. Maybe he should get his daughter a cell phone. The father still thought so. After wandering around the movie theater for a while, he returned home and, sure enough, saw his daughter. "Daddy, you're back!" The daughter snapped out of her reverie from the cartoon on TV and gave her father a sweet smile. The evening passed peacefully. But at night, the father stood at the bathroom door wearing a pair of knitted boxer shorts, his mouth agape, unable to speak. The daughter sat on the edge of the bathtub, swinging her little feet, waiting for her father to do something he had been doing for ten years and couldn't break—give her a bath. Usually, this wouldn't be a big deal, but today there was something extra on her legs. Stockings. Gray stockings. Gray crotchless stockings. Gray crotchless stockings that clearly indicated an adult's figure. "Gulp." The father swallowed a large mouthful of saliva. He feigned composure and asked, "Xiao Xun, why are you wearing your mother's stockings? They're so loose. It's time for a bath, come on, take off your mother's stockings." "No, they're not." His daughter, Liu Xun, ran her little hands over her stockinged legs, enjoying the sensation. "They're not Mommy's stockings." "Gulp." The father swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, the sound audible even to his daughter. "Then...whose are they?" "Aunt Qin from the club." His daughter flashed a sweet smile, just like the one she'd seen in the cartoon earlier. "Which...which Aunt Qin?" "It's Qin Jing, Aunt Qin." "You...you saw her?" "I saw her~" (V) In general, Liu Zhenyang considers himself a loyal man with a strong sex drive. However, most of the time, his strong sex drive comes before his loyalty... Now that his daughter is grown up and he doesn't need to take care of her all day, Liu Zhenyang, who is even more bored, simply opened a gym near his daughter's school. On the one hand, it's convenient to take care of his daughter, and on the other hand, it gives him something to do. So this women's fitness club became the place where Liu Zhenyang "has something to do" and "does something". In addition to the boss Liu Zhenyang, all the coaches and students are women, and Liu Zhenyang was immediately surrounded by beautiful flowers. A series of voluptuous women with large breasts and wide hips were swaying in front of him, their allure even greater than Liu Zhenyang had anticipated.

After enduring it for several months, he finally succumbed to temptation and indulged in eroticism. To be honest, deep down he'd had this expectation for a long time.
This was Liu Zhenyang's reflection afterward.

As the saying goes, nothing stays hidden forever, and Liu Zhenyang's erotic activities were soon caught
red-handed by his wife. At that time, Liu Zhenyang was quite bold. Seeing that the club was already closed, he pulled two virgin
female coaches into the club's east hall, filled with exercise equipment, and started a threesome. On the numerous
exercise machines, Liu Zhenyang used them to create various positions, frantically engaging in intercourse with them using his
vigorous thick penis. Little did he expect that his wife, who had suddenly come to inspect, would use her
key to open the club's door and peek from the side. Thus, Liu Zhenyang's affair was witnessed by his
wife detail.

That evening, after returning home and being somewhat exhausted from with two beautiful women, Liu Zhenyang hadn't even had a sip of water when his wife pulled him onto the bed and began to
"drain" him . It was indeed "drain." He had already ejaculated quite a bit,
and with his wife's vigorous "draining," large amounts of Liu Zhenyang's semen flowed into his wife's uterus. After completely draining Liu Zhenyang until he was utterly exhausted, his wife, holding his
large penis, laid down three rules:

no dating, no pregnancy, and no one other than the coach. Liu Zhenyang immediately felt extremely happy. Of course, he knew that his wife was saying this

partly out of guilt about what happened before pregnancy . Liu Zhenyang's blissful days had arrived. At work, he would tease the perfectly proportioned female coaches and be teased by his beautiful students. After work, he would pick up his daughter, cook dinner, bathe her, and then sleep peacefully in the arms of his beloved wife. Everything was perfect. But at this moment, Liu Zhenyang was stunned. His daughter was naked, her breasts, adorned with two small white buns perched on the edge of the bathtub. Her bare bottom was clad in the grey, open-crotch stockings Qin Jing had worn that afternoon, the ones he had ejaculated his thick semen into that afternoon, swaying back and forth. Liu Zhenyang… got hard. Honestly, a ten-year-old girl's breasts were just beginning to develop, her buttocks were just starting to grow, and her secondary sexual characteristics were just beginning to appear. Even if his daughter had developed earlier, it shouldn't have been enough to give Liu Zhenyang a full erection. But with the addition of stockings, gray stockings that he had just ejaculated in, it was different. "Daddy, your penis has gotten bigger!" The daughter's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she stared at the top of Yoo Jin-yang's knitted underwear, which was bulging with a tent-like shape from his erect penis. Liu Zhenyang didn't try to hide anything. He walked to his daughter's side, reached out and gently pulled down on her legs. He coaxed, "Sweetie, take off Aunt Qin's stockings quickly, and Daddy can buy you new ones." "No!" His daughter puffed out her cheeks and put the stockings back on her bottom. "I want to wear them now. When I wear stockings, Daddy 's black rod will get bigger, and Daddy will be happy." "Stockings look better when they're close to your legs. Aunt Qin's are too big. Take them off first," Liu Zhenyang coaxed his daughter . "Is it too big?" The daughter asked, slightly disappointed. "I took all the aunties' stockings; they're all wasted ." Liu Zhenyang had already taken off his daughter's pantyhose. Hearing her words, his heart pounded. "Hey, Daddy, wait a minute, I thought of a fun game!" The daughter suddenly remembered something, and an excited blush rose on her face. She took the gray pantyhose from Liu Zhenyang's hand and then pulled down her father's underwear. Her father's swollen penis, freed from the confinement of his underwear, sprang out, and a strong smell of hormones and heat rushed towards his daughter. The father breathed slightly, but did not stop his daughter's further actions. This was the first time the daughter had seen her father's penis directly. She had thought it was very large when she watched him and Aunt Qin doing their "bad thing" that afternoon, and seeing it up close was even more frightening—like a thick, dark arm, trembling. The little girl smelled the lewd scent emanating from her father's penis, and a strange emotion welled up inside her; her heart pounded . She didn't know why, but she knew what to do next. The daughter licked her lips and put her stockings on his already erect penis. She laughed at her own creation. "Pfft, Daddy's big stick looks like a hook, hanging Aunt Qin's stockings." The father's breathing became more and more rapid. His daughter was truly a daughter; even before she knew it, she had already mastered her mother's special move without a teacher. After laughing enough, the daughter looked up at her father's excited face, smiled mischievously, opened her small mouth, and swallowed the stockinged penis that was saluting in front of her . The strong taste rushed into the daughter's mouth from her lips. The daughter tried to open her mouth wide, finally managing to let half of her father's penis into her mouth. Through the thin stockings, the father's penis radiated an astonishing heat, burning her mouth like a hot stick. "Oh!" The father shuddered, involuntarily grabbing his daughter's head with both hands. Sensing his excitement, the daughter, holding the ends of her stockings, grasped the base of his penis, her long, flowing black hair swaying, and began to move her head back and forth, letting his penis slide in and out of her mouth, mimicking the actions of Aunt Qin Jing she had seen that afternoon, giving her father oral sex. The father felt his legs go weak; it felt so good. He had never imagined that his daughter's pink lips would one day hold his penis inside her. The daughter stared at her father with wide, innocent eyes, opening her mouth to let his penis experience pleasure in her mouth. It was so wonderful…! "Xiao Xun... move your tongue a little..." The daughter's eyes were watery as she observed her father's expression. Her tongue, coated with the delicate stockings, began to swirl around his penis. "Oh... Xiao Xun..." Looking at his daughter's utterly innocent expression, feeling her soft little tongue licking his penis, feeling the stockings pressed tightly against it, the father couldn't help but hug his daughter's head, pulling her closer and making her stroke his penis more vigorously. "There..." Seeing her father's blissful expression, the daughter's tongue, mixed with the taste of her father's hormones in her saliva, retracted, and slid the tip of her tongue across the opening of her father's penis again. "Oh... my good daughter, you... you're amazing..." Although his daughter's technique was clumsy, and her teeth even occasionally brushed against his penis, it was precisely this inexperience that made her father unable to resist. The father looked down, seeing his thick, dark penis encased in soaking wet stockings, submerged in his daughter's saliva, being swallowed and released by her small mouth—it was truly unbearable.

He imagined his daughter actually swallowing his thick penis, even if it was just a small part. The father felt
waves of pleasure, and finally, he couldn't hold back any longer.

"I'm...I'm going to cum..." He thrust his hips forward again, penetrating
deep . A sharp pain shot through his tailbone, and a torrent of semen gushed into her throat.

"Ugh! Mmm!" There was so much semen; the daughter felt uncomfortable, and
tears . But she still desperately swallowed more of her father's semen, her throat gurgling as
large swathes of his semen flooded her stomach.

The father, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief after ejaculating,
pulled his semi-erect penis, soaked with his semen and his daughter's saliva, from her mouth and plopped down on the bathroom floor, panting heavily. His daughter, having
released his penis, placed her hands on her chin, cupping the thick, fishy semen that had welled up from her throat,
and licked it with her tongue. The stockings that had just covered his penis were now covered in even more semen than they had that afternoon, dripping onto her legs.

After swallowing the semen her father had ejaculated into her mouth, she coughed softly, then lay down on his strong, naked
body, her face flushed, rubbing her cheeks against his muscles like a kitten that had just
finished .

The father pulled his daughter up a little, stroked her plump bottom, and kissed her delicate little
face . "How does it feel?"

The daughter tilted her head and thought for a moment. "It's a little fishy."

"Is it unpleasant?"

"It's not unpleasant. As long as it's Daddy's, Xiaoxun likes it." The daughter's voice was soft, but the father could
hear the determination in her voice.

Seeing his daughter naked, clinging to him like a little lamb, saying she liked to eat his semen, the father's
lust surged. His slightly sweaty, strong body picked up his daughter, stood up, and let her wrap her arms around his neck. His
newly erect penis adjusted and pressed against her pink labia.

"Now, Daddy wants to eat you up."

The daughter brought her little mouth close to her father's big mouth, her pink tongue mimicking Aunt Qin's
movements , and slipped into her father's mouth.

"Then Daddy, hurry up and eat me up."

(VI)

"Oh...good daughter..." the father couldn't help but call out. He looked down and saw that his
penis was indeed inside his daughter's little hole.

"Hmm...Daddy, it feels strange..." the daughter twisted her slender waist, leaned close to her father's ear, and
whispered . After speaking, she still felt a little shy and turned her head to the right. Her mother, her father's wife,
was making the last dish in the kitchen. And she herself was having incestuous sex with her father on the living room sofa, only a few meters away from her mother
.

"Because I'm wearing a condom." The father was somewhat dissatisfied, looking at
the black condom on his penis, which was tightly gripped by his daughter's vagina, then at his wife's back, he pursed his lips, and began to move his hips.

"Mmm...uh...Dad...Dad..."

The daughter, pressed down by her father, was like a lone boat in a stormy sea, her delicate white body sinking deep into the soft
brown leather sofa. With her father's back-and-forth movements, her hips bounced back and forth, squeezing
against the sofa frame, making the sofa creak and groan under the weight.

The mother heard the lewd cries of the incestuous father and daughter behind her, glanced back, and then quickly turned away again.
The cleaver in her right hand, which had been swiftly slicing radishes into shreds on the cutting board, fell silent
. After a short while, she lifted her knee-length floral skirt with her left hand and began to
gently rub her vulva through her semi-transparent black pantyhose with her fingertips.

Damn husband… he does this every time his daughter comes home…

The mother glanced back for a moment, sighed softly, took her left hand out from under her skirt, licked away
the vaginal fluid, composed herself, and decided to quickly finish her work in the kitchen.

"...Ugh...Daddy...Are you going to cum...I can't take it anymore...Mmm..." The daughter gasped.
Her father's penis was so big. Although her vagina could accommodate it perfectly, every time he thrust in or
out , the glans of his penis would scrape against her vagina, making it feel incredibly pleasurable. Often, she
would ejaculate more than twice before her father would finally ejaculate. At these times, she understood why her father
often had sex with women other than her mother when she was little. Her father's sexual prowess was simply too strong.

"Almost there, baby..." The father stroked his daughter's smooth back, which was already covered in fragrant sweat. Feeling that he was also
nearing his limit, he picked up one of his daughter's flesh-colored stockinged legs and began to thrust faster.

"...Ah! Ah! Ah...Daddy...Daddy...Ah...I'm going to...I'm going to come..."

The daughter was overwhelmed by her father's sudden attack, her stockinged leg swaying as he held her.
Her vagina convulsed, tightly gripping his increasingly hard and thick penis. Her labia swelled slightly,
a vibrant red, contrasting sharply with her father's black, rod-like penis.

The father groaned as his daughter gripped him tightly, his large hands covering her full, white breasts. He thrust
his hips forward, his penis completely disappearing into her vagina, and his hot semen gushed out passionately,
pushing a large clump of condom out. The daughter's entire body flushed an alluring pink again. She bit her lower lip, her vagina
convulsing, spraying her juices onto her father's glans.

Both were slightly panting after their climax, their faces flushed. The father didn't pull his penis out of her vagina
, but instead lay on top of her, his hands roaming freely over her soft body. The daughter, in turn, wrapped her arms around her father's
back , her slender fingers tracing circles on his strong back.

"Dinner's ready, get up," the mother said, bringing the dishes from the kitchen to the father and daughter who had just finished their pleasure
.

"Mom... I want to take a shower first, I'm all soaked." The daughter blushed, nestled in her father's arms, and
raised her long, beautiful legs, pointing to her flesh-colored stockings, which were soaked with their sweat.

"I'll go too." The father chuckled and kissed his daughter's soft red lips.

The mother nodded, but remained standing, showing no intention of moving.

The father understood and withdrew his penis from his daughter's body. The daughter's wide-open stockinged legs trembled
slightly , like a floodgate opening, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed from her rosy vulva, flowing
onto the brown leather sofa and spreading out like a crystal-clear lake.

The father walked up to the mother, embraced her slender waist, and pressed his penis, still wet with his daughter's vaginal fluids, against her lower abdomen.
She lowered her head and kissed her mother's red lips fiercely.

"Mmm..."

Hehe. The daughter chuckled secretly, not wanting to disturb her parents' affection, and got up to walk towards the bathroom upstairs. Along the way,
drops of vaginal fluid dripped from her slightly parted vulva, falling to the floor in rows, filling the entire house with
a strong scent of lust.

Dining room.

"Ugh!" The daughter was slightly startled, and a chopstick in her hand fell onto the table.

"What's wrong?" her mother asked.

"Nothing... nothing." The daughter picked up the chopstick and pretended to eat seriously.

The father chuckled inwardly, his hand under the table gently stroking the stockinged leg he had just grabbed. His daughter's little feet
were so soft; after all these years, there hadn't been any calluses on the soles of her feet. Wrapped in thin stockings, they felt wonderful to the touch.

After touching him for a while, the father felt it wasn't enough, so he placed his daughter's feet on his knees and used his free hand to
unzip his pants. The daughter obediently didn't move her legs. Once the zipper was open and his penis was exposed, the father
pulled up his daughter's stockinged feet and made her press them against his penis. He then took his hands off the table, letting his daughter
do it herself.

The daughter felt her face flush, but obediently began to perform footjob
on her father. Her stockinged feet were spread open, and she rubbed her toes up and down his penis, occasionally massaging his testicles with her soles. The father gradually became
excited, his penis hardening and burning hot, making his daughter's feet feel warm. After stroking her father for a while,
the daughter felt tired using one leg, so she shifted her buttocks forward, raised her other stockinged foot, and placed it on her father's
penis. Her two fleshy little feet curved into an arc, the soft soles facing inward, clamping her father's penis, and began
to wriggle up and down. The stockings rubbed against her father's hard and thick penis, making a soft "hissing" sound, which was very lewd.

The father almost groaned out loud; his daughter's stockinged feet were too wonderful. The daughter found it amusing to watch her father struggle to scream,
his expression one of agonizing restraint. She intensified her movements, her slender, stockinged legs clamping
his penis , swaying it from side to side in mid-air, driving her father to the brink of ecstasy.

The mother sensed something was amiss. Looking at her husband's pained expression and then at her daughter's smirking face,
she roughly guessed what had happened. She looked down under the table and saw her daughter, wearing stockings, giving her
father a footjob. A hissing sound came from under the table; the foreskin of her husband's penis had been pulled back, revealing a
swollen, purplish-red, and grotesque glans. Clear fluid oozed from the urethral opening, flowing onto her daughter's
flesh-colored stockings and leaving a dark stain.

Suddenly, "Ah!" the father cried out in pleasure, turning to look at his wife.

"What are you looking at? Eat your food." The mother's black-stockinged feet pressed against her husband's large penis; she and her daughter were torturing their father
together . Four beautiful legs in stockings swayed gracefully under the narrow dining table, tightly gripping an
incredibly thick penis. The sound of the stockings rubbing against flesh could be clearly heard in the restaurant.

"Wife... oh... you two are amazing..."

The daughter and mother smiled at each other, and the movements of their stockinged legs became even more vigorous, causing the father's penis to
tremble , as if it would explode at any moment, spraying out a torrent of semen, covering the mother and daughter's beautiful legs in stockings, making
the four stockinged legs glisten with moisture.
(VII)

The calendar in the living room turned to Sunday.

Night fell, all was quiet. The night breeze from the suburbs blew through Liu Zhenyang's villa, but it did nothing
to cool the heat within.

"...Mmm...uh...mmm..." The daughter's suppressed moans echoed throughout the villa.

It was late at night; the mother was already asleep next door, but the father, unable to resist, had come to his daughter's room to
fondle her voluptuous body. In the moonlight streaming through the window, the daughter lay sprawled on the pristine white sheets, like a
vulnerable puppy being relentlessly ridden from behind by her father. She had been fucked by him countless times in the past two days, and
her body no longer had the strength to respond. Her lean back curved into a beautiful arc,
her full breasts pressed tightly against the sheets, squeezed into two constantly shifting
white mounds with each thrust of her father's hips. Her long, black hair, past her shoulders, was spread across the white sheets, her arms gripping the pillow, her
beautiful alluring face buried deep within, emitting soft, muffled moans.

"You're leaving tomorrow, and I really can't bear to part with you." The father thrust in again with great force, his glans pressing against
her cervix , so hot that his daughter lifted her face from the pillow.

"I don't want to leave either... oh... um... I don't want to go back either... I want... oh... to be by your side
... to have you do me every day..." As she spoke, a clear tear rolled down her pretty eye, whether
from the depth of her father's thrust or from something else, it was hard to tell.

"It's all your mother's fault!" As the weekend drew to a close, the father's mind was filled with
the image of his daughter's disgusting husband, and an inescapable irritation surged within him. He gripped his daughter's plump buttocks firmly, thrusting his hips with
even greater , causing her vaginal fluids to splatter with each "slap! slap!" of flesh against flesh, splashing onto
his own legs, then onto his daughter's, wetting the pristine white sheets.

"...Mmm...Dad...it hurts...Dad, slower..." The daughter was gradually finding it unbearable. Her father
was thrusting too violently; his long pubic hair, due to the increasing pace of sex, would occasionally stick to his penis with her vaginal fluids,
squeezing into her vagina and causing her pain.

The father seemed not to hear, venting his frustration. His fingers dug deep into his daughter
's snow-white buttocks, clad in pink pantyhose, forcefully spreading her buttocks apart. His thick, dark penis radiated terrifying heat,
thrusting rapidly in and out under his daughter's gentle embrace.

"Dad... Dad... it's going to break... I want... ah..." The daughter trembled all over, her slender waist
arching , her inner thighs, encased in pink pantyhose, tensed tightly, her vaginal cavity trembling and contracting incessantly. Waves of vaginal
fluid flowed from the point of their union, dripping down and soaking a large patch of the bed sheet.

Unusually, the father didn't pause during his daughter's climax; his lower body continued to thrust like a
perpetual motion machine, driving her almost to slump.

"Dad...Dad..." The daughter buried her face in the pillow again, her muffled moans continuing to
echo through the villa, only now the pillow was wet with tears.

"Sigh..."

The mother, wearing a cream-colored lingerie, sat against the headboard of the master bedroom in the room next to her daughter's, listening to the sounds from next door...
A series of moans, mingled with sobs, drifted through the wall, followed by a helpless sigh. A sense of unease began to creep into her heart; had
she truly made the right decision to force her daughter to do what she did? At first, she had been resolute, but as time passed, and she grew accustomed to her husband
having both her and their daughter at the same time, indulging in unrestrained pleasure on weekends, she began to waver.

As the mother sighed alone, the moans from next door gradually subsided, and after a while, the villa
fell completely silent again.

"Bang!" The master bedroom door was forcefully flung open, and her husband appeared in the doorway. He walked in naked through
the door, his thick penis unprotected, stained with his daughter's vaginal
fluids , dripping onto the expensive pure wool carpet as he walked.

His wife, no longer caring, slipped her delicate hands behind her back and unbuttoned her blouse. The milky-white fabric
slid down, revealing her firm, white breasts, which swayed slightly in the air, inviting her husband's attention. He grabbed a corner of the thin
sheet and ripped it open, instantly exposing his wife's beautiful curves. Beneath her mature and alluring face, her full breasts and shapely
buttocks, clad only in a barely concealing white thong, exuded an irresistible allure, beckoning him to
his favor.

He pounced on his wife, pinning her beneath him and kissing her passionately.

His wife opened her mouth to meet his, letting his tongue explore her mouth, the sounds of their kisses filling the air.
He reached inside her small thong and roughly ripped it open,
exposing her vulva to him—just like their daughter, a hairless, white tiger.

He steadied his penis, aimed it at her labia majora, and pressed it against them. Following the
still .

"Ah!"

His penis, still glistening with their daughter's love juices, slid smoothly deep into his wife's body.

The husband pressed his wife's long, slender, white legs against his chest, his strong buttocks beginning to thrust. His thick, long
penis parted her luscious labia, each thrust penetrating her tight vagina with full force.

The wife's cavity instantly felt hot; she once again felt that pleasure tinged with a perverse emotion.
This pleasure came from the lubricant on her husband's penis—the combined fluids of their daughter and husband,
intertwined and mingling within her body, incredibly slippery, allowing her husband to enter and exit more easily.

A thought suddenly occurred to her: if I get pregnant again after this, will the child in my belly
be my daughter's or mine?

Although the answer was probably obvious, the wife unconsciously chose the more lewd one. The more she thought about it, the more excited
she became, a vibrant blush rising on her face, and she cried out loudly, "...Fuck me...
ah...ah...husband...fuck me...I'll give you another daughter...this time...this time I won't..."
"...Ah...I'll never marry her off again...I'll keep her at home for you to fuck...Ah..."

Hearing his wife's moans, the father's eyes widened, his eyes bloodshot, and he fucked even harder, "Fuck you to death! Fuck you to
death, you slut!"

The wife tried her best to spread her legs wide so that her husband's ridiculously thick penis could
penetrate her body more smoothly and quickly. The mature woman's labia were rapidly flipped by her husband's violent thrusting, her rosy flesh opening and closing
, love juice flying everywhere, her slender fingers gripping the sheets tightly, leaving lines on them.

After thrusting for a while, the husband released his hands, no longer pressing down on his wife's beautiful legs, and stretched them onto his wife's smooth, white
back , wrapping his arms around her entire body, and his lower body began to move again.

"...Ah...too...too deep..." The wife was completely unable to move, held tightly by her husband
like a human pillar. Inside her vagina, the rhythm of his thrusts far exceeded anything he had ever done, the sounds of their flesh slapping
together becoming a continuous, lascivious chorus.

"I'll make you marry off your daughter, I'll make you marry off your daughter..." the father kept muttering,
as if he had lost his mind, his penis growing larger and larger. Finally, his engorged penis, swollen to its limit, thrust forward, the glans
squeezing into his wife's uterus, releasing a torrent of life's essence.

"...Ah! Husband...ah...ah...ah..."

A flush of sexual pleasure spread from the wife's neck, enveloping her alluring face.
Her whole body trembled, her soft, bright red lips parted, and after a soft, seductive scream, her body went limp,
her chest heaving violently as she gasped for breath, her breathing erratic.

The husband, panting heavily, released his grip, and his wife's body stretched out. He shifted his body, lying
behind her, burying his head in her thick, still-fragrant hair, wrapped around her
soft, slender waist, and remained still.

The wife's breathing gradually calmed. Smelling the strong scent
of hormones , her soft, boneless hand rested on her husband's large arm around her waist. She remained silent for a long
time before finally speaking, "I'm sorry..." "

Is that all you wanted to say?" Her husband tightened his arms, making her feel a little uncomfortable. "I
gave up so much for our daughter, and in the end, it's all turned out like this. It's been half a year, too long. I
can't take it anymore."

"Our daughter isn't a child anymore. She needs to have her own family. She can't stay by your side forever. She
needs her husband's love, just as I need you. And in the not-too-distant future, she'll need her own children.
You can't give her any of that."

"No, I can!" The husband's voice rose sharply, filled with hysteria.

"Don't...she's already married someone else, isn't it pointless to say these things now?"

"...Wife, I hate you."

"I know." The wife's lips curled up, her smile containing too many things.

The next morning, the sky was gray, and fine raindrops sprinkled throughout the city. Liu Zhenyang and
his daughter stood at the villa's entrance, saying goodbye. A taxi with its "available" sign turned off stopped at the villa's steps. The driver
leaned against the window, waiting listlessly for his customer to get in.

"Dad, I'm leaving now." The daughter tried her best to smile more sweetly at this farewell, but unfortunately, it didn't work. Even with a beautiful smile, her red and moist eyes revealed a deep reluctance and sorrow
in this beautiful girl . "Tell me 'I don't want to go,' say it now, and I'll persuade your mother to let you stay at home for one more day." The father's sharp and piercing eyes were fixed on his daughter, conveying a strong possessiveness.

"Dad..." The daughter couldn't bear it any longer. Her gaze turned to the garden, and she was surprised to find her mother
standing behind the large French windows of the villa behind the garden, watching the father and daughter part. "...Have you fallen in love with that bastard? Have you fallen in love with that bastard?! Otherwise, why won't you say so?!" The father's eyes were bloodshot again, just like last night. His large palms gripped his daughter 's shoulders, trembling slightly. The daughter felt as if her shoulder joints were almost shattered, but she didn't say anything. She hugged her father and pressed her face against his chest. "Dad, I love you. I've always loved you, in the past, now, and in the future. I will never love anyone else but you, believe me." The father, no longer caring about the taxi driver who had been watching them say goodbye, lowered his head and kissed his daughter's bright red lips, painted with glossy lipstick, his rough tongue probing her mouth. ... "Snap!" In the taxi speeding along the suburban highway ring road, Liu Xun closed her flip phone, its lost in thought. The intense sexual sensations of last night still lingered, the image of her father's strong, dark body embracing her during intercourse constantly flashing through her mind—his rough fingers gripping her breasts, ten fingers digging deep into her flesh . Their sticky sweat mingled, exuding an aphrodisiac scent. The hard abdominal muscles stretched and swayed, slapping against her fair and plump buttocks with the movement of his penis. The dark, veiny penis repeatedly entered and exited her relatively delicate pink vagina, eliciting shy, wet sounds… Liu Xun felt herself getting wet again. She used her fashionable handbag to cover the hem of her dark-colored company-issued skirt, her slender hands rubbing against her black stockinged thighs, gently rubbing her clitoris through the thin silk pantyhose and lace panties . How old was she when she first made love with her father? …Right, sixteen. In the somewhat stuffy carriage, Liu Xun closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, secretly masturbating , beginning to recall her first sexual experience. The scene of making love with her father for the first time, the feeling of becoming one with her father , the pain of accepting her father's thick penis for the first time, the bright red blood like roses that flowed out when she gave herself for the first time... That year, Liu Xun was sixteen years old. (VIII) "Dad, how come you're so amazing today? My mouth is sore and you haven't ejaculated yet." The daughter raised her head from between her father's hairy crotch. A clear, viscous prostatic fluid formed a silver thread hanging between her father's swollen penis and her tender red lips. She flicked her pink tongue, and the silver thread broke. Then she asked why he was so long-lasting today. The father reached out and touched his daughter's head, gently stroking her hair. He said with some emotion, "It just feels a little unreal. Today is your sixteenth birthday, but I still clearly remember what you looked like as a baby. Time really flies..." In the summer, the daughter's bedroom was warm and cozy. The father, wearing only a tight black t-shirt, leaned against the headboard of his daughter's bed. The daughter, wearing a custom-made and modified school uniform—a summer sailor outfit—was lying between her father's legs, giving him the special service that had been going on for the past six years. The sixteen-year-old daughter had blossomed into a graceful young woman. Perhaps due to the increasing intimacy with her father, her delicate features had become even more charming and sweet. Beneath her waist-length black hair, her body, clad in a white sailor uniform with black stripes, was shapely and alluring. What were once small buns adorned with pink cherries had now grown into full, voluptuous peaks that her father could hold and play with. Her slender waist was exposed outside the sailor uniform, which was pulled up by her hunched posture, revealing a large expanse of fair skin with a tender pink hue. Her plump buttocks were covered by a high-quality black pleated skirt, which clung tightly to the curves of her upturned hips, partially concealing her silky lace panties. Two shapely, curved legs were encased in opaque, pure black stockings that extended past the knees. The smooth stockings stretched from her delicate feet to the mid-thighs, creating a striking contrast between the black stockings reflecting the sunlight and the exposed, pale white thighs. This was her father's favorite thing; his daughter had discovered this six years ago, and since then, she too had fallen in love with stockings. "Don't get distracted, okay? Xiao Xun is trying really hard to get Daddy to ejaculate in my mouth," the daughter pouted , her cheeks puffed out, her rosy lips glistening with her own saliva and her father's pre-ejaculate . As she spoke, she grabbed her father's throbbing, erect penis and squeezed it slightly. The father thought his daughter was incredibly cute at that moment. He leaned in and kissed her glistening lips. The daughter obediently closed her eyes, letting her father's tongue explore her mouth. Saliva gradually increased in her mouth, and the father and daughter's saliva mingled together, swirling in each . The passionate kiss lasted for over half an hour. When their lips parted, the daughter was intoxicated. Her eyes were hazy with desire as she looked at her father's hardened face, her heart pounding more fiercely than ever before. She was about to make that request, the request she had wanted to say for six years. "Daddy, eat Xiaoxun. Xiaoxun is sixteen now, and her body can accommodate Daddy's big stick ." The father wasn't too surprised. He just stared at his daughter without saying a word, but his heart was beating just as fast as hers. The reason he was still hesitating wasn't because he cared about ethics or anything else; it was just that the shadow of his recklessness six years ago, which had caused his daughter to cry, hadn't completely faded. Six years ago, his daughter wore Qin Jing's stockings and gave him oral sex. The father was very impulsive and wanted to enter his daughter's little mouth. As you can imagine, he couldn't even fit the head of his penis in. Instead, he made his daughter cry out in pain . On one hand, his daughter's body was indeed too small; on the other hand, his penis was too large, and some of the women he had sexual relations with took a long time to adapt to its size. Because of this, the deflowering of his daughter was delayed for six years, during which time they could only kiss, perform oral sex, and foot fetishes… “Daddy, come on, consider it my birthday present.” The daughter grabbed her father's rough hand and pressed it against her already very full breasts. Through her sailor uniform and the vest she couldn't shake off, the father gently massaged her breasts. The daughter smiled happily and kissed her father's lips. Underneath her clothes, except for knee-length black stockings, everything else became an obstacle; the daughter, stripped down to only stockings, was naked before her father.

He held her strong, muscular body in his arms. His penis, fully erect and veined, parted
her labia, ready to perform the sacred initiation ceremony.

Her fair arms wrapped around his thick neck, her lips close to his ear, her voice soft as she said,
"Daddy, I'm yours."

He kissed her neck, then thrust forward violently.

"Ugh!"

she groaned, her eyes tightly shut, tears welling in her eyes. Her arms
tightened . Bright red blood flowed from where they were joined
, staining the pure white sheets like a vibrant red rose.

The father froze, his pupils dilating, his eyes unfocused as he gazed at his daughter's tear-streaked, delicate
face. A feeling he had never experienced before began to spread through him.

It was an emotion Liu Zhenyang had never felt before, an emotion he didn't know how to call. It
was like a warm spring flowing continuously in his heart, gentle and persistent, brimming with passion and tranquility
… Perhaps, this was love?

Liu Zhenyang's pupils narrowed as he looked at his daughter, his eyes beginning to shine with an unusual tenderness he had never seen before.

He gently kissed his daughter's eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips... His right hand, with thumb and forefinger
, pinched her pink nipple and began to rhythmically knead it. His left hand reached behind her, stroking her smooth, delicate
back to help soothe the pain of her ruptured hymen.

His daughter gradually calmed down. She opened her eyes, her gaze hazy with desire, and murmured softly, "Daddy, Daddy
..."

"Feeling better?" her father asked gently.

A shy blush rose on her face. She nodded slightly, opened her mouth
, and bit her father's neck lightly, saying indistinctly, "Daddy... move a little, it's so hard."

Her father tried to penetrate deeper, and seeing that his daughter's face was only red and showed no sign of pain,
he began to thrust quickly.

"...Mmm...uh..." The daughter's blush began to spread, from her neck and face to her entire body, the peach-pink hue covering
her curvaceous figure , incredibly alluring.

The father grabbed his daughter's black stockings, spreading her beautiful legs wider. He
looked down at the place where he and his daughter were joined. His thick, dark penis glistened with oil, tightly enveloped by his daughter's delicate, pink labia
. With each thrust of his lower body, his daughter's soft labia opened and closed, streams of vaginal fluid
mixed with specks of blood moistening his penis, making it easier for him to enter and exit his daughter's body.

"Is it comfortable, my sweet daughter?"

"...Mmm...it feels warm inside."

"Then can Daddy hurry up?" Actually, the father was already a little overwhelmed by the pace. He wondered if
his daughter's constitution was a little special, but the soft flesh inside her vagina was rhythmically being touched with his thrusting movements,
seemingly unconsciously squeezing out juice, making him unbearably itchy. However, worried that his daughter was experiencing this for the first time,
he didn't dare to be too vigorous at the beginning.

"Mmm, Xiaoxun can take it, Daddy, come on." His daughter bit her tender lower lip, looking determined
.

The father gripped his daughter's slender waist, his thrusts becoming increasingly rapid and violent. The daughter, experiencing sex for the first time
, gasped and moaned as her father's large penis clenched around her. Her soft flesh inside her vagina moved more and more frequently, squeezing him and sending waves
of pleasure through him. The father exclaimed, "My good daughter, your pussy is truly exquisite."

"Better than...better than Mommy's...mmm?"

"Yours is the best, baby. Let's change positions." The father grasped his daughter's plump buttocks, withdrawing
his penis slightly, turning her body around so she was lying face down on the bed, her buttocks raised, for a rear-entry position.

"Daddy, I feel your penis getting bigger again," the daughter said, squeezing her father's
penis with the soft flesh of her vagina.

"It's not that mine got bigger, it's just that this position made your pussy tighter." The father patted his daughter's
buttocks, and his waist began to thrust again.

The daughter gradually became familiar with intercourse, her movements clumsily responding to her father's advances. She turned her head,
"Daddy, kiss me."

Her father's tongue explored her mouth, his thick penis thrusting inside her body.
The feeling of being one with her father made the daughter feel like she owned the whole world.

The lewd sounds of flesh slapping and seductive panting echoed in the daughter's room for more than ten minutes.
The daughter, being a virgin, quickly reached orgasm.

"Xiao Xun...it's...it's broken." Her toes, encased in black stockings, curled stiffly, her whole body
trembling slightly. The rosy hue of desire accumulated to its most alluring moment. Experiencing her first orgasm,
the daughter's vaginal canal tightened to its limit, gripping her father's penis tightly, and her juices gushed out.

Scalded by the daughter's juices, the father didn't try to suppress himself, thrusting his penis deep into his daughter's uterus,
his glans wide open, and hot semen gushed in.

"Huff, huff..." The father's penis remained half-erect in his daughter's vagina. Father and daughter embraced tightly,
panting, savoring the afterglow of their orgasm. The room was utterly quiet, save for the sound of their gradually slowing breathing.

Once their breathing had calmed, the naked father and daughter gazed tenderly at each other.

The daughter gently traced the lines of her father's back muscles with her fingers, her face filled with happiness as she said, "
Daddy , I love you."

The father ruffled his daughter's hair and kissed her forehead. "My dear daughter, I love you too."

Several days passed peacefully. That afternoon, it was Liu Xun's school dismissal time.

Liu Zhenyang sat listlessly on the sofa, newspaper in hand, glancing back occasionally towards the front door, waiting for
his daughter to appear.

From the time his daughter was little, Liu Zhenyang had this habit, but it became
even He constantly longed to see his daughter and her delicate body.

Just as he was getting impatient and preparing to take the car to pick her up from school, the door opened, and his daughter appeared
behind it.

"Dad... I'm home."

His daughter seemed a little strange today; her smile wasn't quite natural, and her hand remained on the collar of her sailor uniform.
After greeting her father, she quickly ran back to her room. Sensing something was amiss, the father
asked from outside his daughter's closed door, "Xiao Xun, what happened? Tell Dad."

"Nothing, Dad."

"Then open the door, let Daddy come in and see."

"..." After waiting for a while, his daughter reluctantly opened the door to her room. Liu Zhenyang noticed that
his daughter had changed her clothes: a tight pink tank top, white cotton panties, and semi-transparent knee-high stockings. It was very
tempting. Liu Zhenyang looked away and saw that his daughter's sailor uniform was crumpled up and stuffed under the bed, with only
a corner showing.

Liu Zhenyang felt increasingly uneasy. His daughter, like his wife, was a very clean person. She
usually folded her clothes neatly and put them away. Why was she acting so strangely today?

Liu Zhenyang walked around his daughter, squatted down, and picked up the sailor uniform that his daughter had taken off.

"Daddy..." His daughter bit her pink lower lip, tears welling in her eyes, looking aggrieved and on the verge of tears
.

Liu Zhenyang looked closely and noticed a large tear in the collar of her sailor uniform, and
her pleated skirt was also torn. Liu Zhenyang's heart sank, but reason told him that now
was not the time to lose his temper.

"Come on, sit on Daddy's lap." Liu Zhenyang patted his strong thighs.

His daughter obediently sat down sideways, and Liu Zhenyang hugged her, kissing her hair, and softly asked,
"Tell Daddy what happened? Daddy will take care of you."

His daughter buried her face in her father's chest, smelling his familiar, strong masculine scent, and the emotions she had been suppressing on the way back
were released all at once. "Waaah... Daddy..." The daughter cried.

Liu Zhenyang kissed away the tears on his daughter's face, gently patted her back to help her recover
, and then asked what had happened.

The daughter hugged her father tightly, trembling slightly, and sobbed as she recounted what had happened that afternoon.

The daughter was almost raped!!!

After being "developed" by Liu Zhenyang, the already charming and beautiful daughter exuded an even stronger, naturally alluring
aura. At school, every
man with a bit of courage confessed his feelings to her in various ways, including teachers. Every day, her shoe cabinet was filled with love letters, and the boys she made plans with
would run to her side after each class.

She was quite like her mother back in the day.

And then, trouble struck. After saying goodbye to her friends at the bus stop, the daughter, sitting on a bench waiting for the bus, hadn't even reacted
when three thugs brazenly covered her mouth in broad daylight, tied her up, and dragged her into a dimly lit
alley , intending to commit some disgusting act. The onlookers were either stunned or indifferent. Fortunately
, a policeman happened to pass by and rescued her from the thugs. The policeman was young and handsome, and also some
kind of captain. The grateful daughter gave him his home address and phone number, and he took her home.
Since nothing substantial had happened, the daughter, wanting to avoid trouble, intended to keep it a secret from her family,
but her father found out.

Liu Zhengyang sighed and affectionately patted his daughter's head. They were too young,
inexperienced in the darker side of society, and easily fooled.

Liu Zhenyang wasn't stupid. In broad daylight, someone dared to commit rape next to that prestigious school,
and coincidentally, a policeman happened to pass by that secluded alley—tall, handsome, and promising.

That policeman was the real culprit.

After getting the policeman's name and the physical characteristics of the three thugs, Liu Zhenyang prepared to act.

He returned to his and his wife's room and opened a drawer in the corner of the wardrobe that hadn't been opened for years. It
was quite empty, containing only two things: a gleaming silver semi-automatic pistol and a jet-black dagger with a deep blood
groove. Liu Zhenyang took out the pistol, skillfully fiddled with it for a moment, and then put it down. He took out the
sheathed dagger, clearly showing signs of use, and closed the drawer.

He changed his clothes: jeans, a black jacket, the dagger still in its leather
sheath, securely fastened to his side, hidden by the jacket.

Liu Zhenyang was enraged, more enraged than ever before. "How dare you touch my daughter? Are you tired of living?
When I killed people back then, you weren't even embryos yet!"

Liu Zhenyang had once gone astray. His adoptive father was a division commander in a field army, a renowned martial arts
expert in his youth. Liu Zhenyang inherited his skills, and at the age of fourteen, after a quarrel with his father, he ran away from home. Penniless,
Liu Zhenyang unwittingly became a henchman for the underworld—or, to put it more bluntly, an assassin. Liu Zhenyang
's skills were dazzling, especially among a group of thugs his age. The leader of the underworld
organization greatly admired his skills and young age, and arranged for him to assassinate several other
underworld bosses.

At the time, the whole city was in an uproar, and the incident caused quite a stir. Liu Zhenyang's father also found him, enraging the division commander.
After reporting to higher authorities, the army was mobilized, completely dismantling the city's underworld.

For the next decade or so, the city became a well-known safe and secure place to live. Consequently, Liu Zhenyang's name
spread widely within the underworld. In several nearby cities, Brother Yang was a golden brand, someone you could mention but not touch. Mentioning
Brother Yang, which underworld boss or policeman wouldn't tighten their belts? "He doesn't even look in the mirror before he peees! He's trying to find a woman
in my daughter's name! He's asking for death!"

Liu Zhenyang made a few phone calls before setting off.

"Hello, is this Director Zhu? Hello, it's like this..."

"Black Monkey, it's me..."

"Wife, I have something to tell you, you need to be mentally prepared... Right... Tell Mom? No need, right?
...Okay then... I've decided, that's it."

Liu Zhenyang opened the door and was surprised to find his daughter standing in front of it.

"Daddy, are you going out?" His daughter looked at Liu Zhenyang timidly.

"Yes, Daddy is going out to deal with your matter, I'll be back soon."

"I... I'll go too, okay?"

Liu Zhenyang smiled. "You'll see something unpleasant, be good and wait for me to come back at home." Saying that,
he ruffled his daughter's hair.

"Oh..."

After putting on his tall leather military boots and inserting the key into the black Harley motorcycle that he didn't use often, his daughter
spoke .

"Daddy."

Liu Zhenyang had already put on his helmet, and he turned to look at his daughter.

"Kiss."

"Heh."

After the passionate kiss, Liu Zhenyang set off.

It was almost an hour later when things were over, and that was because Liu Zhenyang was quick.

The daughter looked at her father, her eyes welling up with tears. Liu Zhenyang wasn't missing any limbs, but he had some
extra things—blood, mainly concentrated on his cuffs and shoes, clearly splattered, some still
raw, bright red, and emitting a fishy smell.

"Why are you crying? Daddy's fine, isn't he?" Liu Zhenyang smiled, intending to gently stroke his daughter's hair,
but seeing the blood on his hands, he withdrew his hand and headed towards the bathroom on the second floor. "Daddy's going to
take a shower ."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Liu Zhenyang, completely naked, was standing under the showerhead when he suddenly noticed
someone enter the bathroom.

The pretty daughter, dressed only in black stockings, walked in with small steps. Her well-proportioned breasts swayed with
her movements, very alluring.

The father turned off the shower, licked his lips, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to give Daddy a bath," the daughter pouted her soft lips.

The father swallowed, and his naked penis instantly became erect, pointing straight at his daughter's face.
He pulled his daughter closer, kneading her soft, white buttocks, a lewd smile playing on his lips. "Let me wash
my good daughter ."

"We both need to wash," the daughter licked her father's nipple, her slender fingers grasping his thick, long penis,
beginning to gently undulate.

After a passionate bath filled with groping and splattering fluids, the daughter, panting softly, lay on her father's strong chest,
her face flushed, gazing at him with adoration.

"What are you looking at?"

"Looking at Daddy, Daddy's so handsome."

"Daddy's old, not handsome anymore." The father's rough fingers gently caressed his sixteen-year-old daughter
's tender anus.

"Mmm..." the daughter moaned, "I'm not old at all, Daddy's the most handsome, much more handsome than those little boys
. And Daddy isn't old at all! Not only can he make love with Mommy and me at home without getting tired, but he also satisfies
so many aunties at the club, hee hee."

"My good daughter likes older men?"

"I only like Daddy."

The father felt a surge of warmth in his heart, kissing his daughter deeply, his tongue greedily sucking inside.

"Mmm... Daddy, you're so good..."

As her father's lips left her face, the daughter suddenly let out a soft "Ew," and excitedly
said , "Daddy, let's play a fun game!"

The father pulled his penis out of his daughter's vagina, and a mixture of their vaginal fluids gushed from her
rosy labia. He fondled her plump, smooth labia majora and asked, "
What game do you want to play this time?"

"Hehe." The daughter grabbed her father's hand, which was covered in semen, and took it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around to swallow the semen
. After licking it, she pouted her moist red lips and said with a grin, "This time we'll play a new game,
role-playing, a story of a womanizer and a high school girl. Daddy is the womanizer and rapist, and I'm the weak girl you
caught ."

The father's mouth dropped open, looking dumbfounded, but his previously limp penis was now
erect .

"Hehe, you perverted daddy, I knew you'd like this. Come on, tie me up first."

"This... how do I tie you up?" The father didn't react for a moment.

"You have to get into character, get into character. How can a womanizer ask a girl how to tie someone up?" Even as she said this,
the daughter's eyes still drifted towards her stockings.

The father felt his lust rising uncontrollably. This alluring little vixen! He pressed down on
his daughter's full breasts, grabbed the base of her already soaked black stockings, and roughly pulled them down.

"Ah! You pervert! Let me go!" His daughter struggled, her acting quite convincing. The more
she struggled , the more her lust intensified. Without removing the stockings from her other long, beautiful leg, he took
the black stockings she had just taken off, stretched them into long strips, and quickly tied her wrists behind her back.

"You bastard! Let me go, let me go!" His daughter struggled even more fiercely, her long, flowing hair cascading down her back
, and glistening tears streamed down her face.

The father hesitated, unsure if he should continue so roughly. He usually
doted and had never been this rough before. Had he gone too far?

His daughter, still with tears in her eyes, winked playfully at him, indicating that it was alright and he could continue. The father felt relieved
, picked up his daughter, and placed her on the floor beside the bathtub. He then raised his hand and gave his daughter's soft
buttocks .

"Smack!" "

You little slut, once Grandpa's big southern shove is inside you, you'll be begging me to put it in!" The father spread his daughter's two white, tender thighs apart, his swollen penis pressing against her vulva. "Let me go! Let me go! Waaah..." The daughter shook her head desperately, biting her lip, her thighs clenching inward to prevent her father from prying them apart. Unfortunately, her strength was far too weak compared to her father's, and it had no effect. Instead, it made her father even more aroused. He could no longer hold back, and his penis thrust forward, penetrating his daughter's tight little hole. "Ah..." the daughter groaned, her body beginning to tremble. The force that had been clenching her legs completely shifted into her vagina , desperately squeezing her father's thick penis. "So tight..." The father felt an extraordinary pleasure. His daughter's warm, moist vagina was unusually tight due to her deliberate contractions. He experienced a tightness completely different from the previous times he had made love with his daughter. Pleasure spread throughout his body along his penis. The father cupped his daughter's firm, white breasts with both hands and began to thrust wildly. "I'll fuck you to death, you slut!" "Ah... um... ah..." The daughter struggled more and more gently. Her originally tense buttocks even began to welcome the father's intrusion. Inside her naturally endowed vagina, the undulating soft flesh, covered with sticky vaginal fluid, pulsated rhythmically with the father's thrusts, making his penis, which was throbbing inside her, even harder and hotter. "You slut, are you enjoying this? Your ass is moving." "That's...that's because...ah...it hits...um..." "Tell me, let me fuck you!" "..." The daughter bit her lip, looking like she would rather die than tell. "You won't tell, huh?" The father stopped, no longer thrusting his penis, but just rubbing the head of his penis against his daughter's uterus. "If you won't tell, then I'll stop." "No...I..." The daughter was left hanging in mid-air by her father's sudden stop, stretching out her long, slender legs in stockings to wrap around her father, her plump feet rubbing against his back.

"Say it, you want my big cock to fuck you."

"I...want your...big cock...to fuck me..." The daughter's face was already incredibly red.
From birth until now, she had never said such crude words.

The father lifted his daughter's black stockinged legs onto his shoulders, enjoying the silky feel of the stockings in his hands. His lower body began
to thrust rapidly again. He knew when to stop; he couldn't bear to part with his good daughter.

"Ah...fuck me...fuck me..."

"I'm...I'm going to come...ah!" The daughter arched her slender waist, and an alluring flush of sexual desire began to spread throughout
her body . The father took his daughter's sexy black stockinged toes into his mouth, and his glans pressed against her cervix,
ejaculating his sperm without any restraint.

Just then, a shattering sound rang out.

The father turned around abruptly. In the wide-open bathroom door, the mother, dressed in a sexy and alluring office lady suit
, stared wide-eyed at the father and daughter having sex, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. On the floor, there were shards of broken porcelain
, and the rich, bitter brown coffee was spilled everywhere, spreading out...

(IX)

As dusk settled, the city lights twinkled, the various colored lights, some bright and some dim, blending together to make
the whole city look like a sea of lights. Reflected in the sky, only a dim, reddish glow remained,
with no clouds or stars visible. In the city center, on the top floor of the trendy Imperial Building.

The top floor of the tapering building served as its own office, and the owner of this office was none other than Miao Rou'er, the owner of the Dimen
Group and the Dimen Building.

It was midnight.

Miao Rou'er reclined lazily in a large black leather swivel chair, her back to the desk,
overlooking the dimly lit city through the impossibly large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Miao Rou'er looked somewhat tired; her usually well-maintained face showed unusually faint dark circles under her eyes, yet
she remained as elegant and glamorous as ever.

On the soft sofa, her hair was neatly styled in a bun. She wore a well-tailored black and white striped
OL suit, over which she wore a light warm gray silk shirt that clung to her body,
perfectly outlining her full and curvaceous figure. Beneath the tight-fitting skirt that only reached mid-thigh, black semi-sheer
stockings covered her shapely buttocks. Her long, slender, fair legs stretched down the taut curve of her legs, ending in
a pair of pointed black leather high heels that encased her barely visible black stockings. Her feet rested on the ground, her
insteps slightly arched, making the semi-transparent black stockings appear even more taut. Through the stockings, faint
blue veins could be seen rising and falling beneath her translucent skin.

Miao Rou'er crossed her legs, changed the order in which they were crossed, turned slightly to the side, and picked up a glass of red wine with her slender, fair
hand . She swirled the rich red wine in the glass, took
a small sip with elegant grace, then put the glass down and let out a barely perceptible sigh. A full day had passed since she discovered her husband's incestuous relationship with her daughter. She hadn't gone home

since yesterday afternoon , and wouldn't answer her husband's or daughter's calls. She just sat alone in her office, lost in thought. Downstairs in her assistant's office, piles of documents lay stacked high, but she had no heart to deal with these relatively insignificant matters. The most important thing was her own heart. From the shock and disbelief she felt upon discovering the affair yesterday afternoon, to the complex memories of the absurd events of sixteen years ago, and then to self-pity, Miao Rou'er's inner turmoil had never ceased. If her initial runaway was a form of protest , now it was a matter of being unable to swallow her pride. Since starting her own business, no matter how busy she was, unless she was traveling for work, she would to enjoy her husband's embrace and her daughter's innocence. She just hadn't expected that in the blink of an eye, her daughter had reached the age where she could have sex, and with her father, her own husband. How could she, who loved her family above all else, break her usual rule and stay out all night ? Miao Rou'er smiled self-deprecatingly, brought the wine glass to her rosy lips, tilted her head back slightly, and took another small sip of red wine. She wondered if that Zhenyang, that bastard, would misunderstand and think she was out fooling around at night? Miao Rou'er suddenly tensed up again, but turning her head, she saw the fluorescent antique bronze clock on the dimly lit office wall displaying the time as 12:10, and her tension subsided. She realized she'd been out partying for two nights. Miao Rou'er opened her mouth and gulped down the red wine, finishing a whole glass that she hadn't even touched all night. She spun her chair, poured another glass of red wine from her desk into a stemmed glass, turned around , and stared blankly at the night view. She raised her glass, about to take another sip , when a large hand silently reached out and snatched the glass from her hand. Then, a familiar voice rang out: "You rarely drink, it's not good to drink like this." Miao Rou'er's heart suddenly raced. She pushed off the ground with her pointed black high heels, and the swivel chair spun around. She saw her husband, Liu Zhenyang, whom she hadn't seen for over a day. Suddenly, she remembered something. Her beautiful feet in black stockings rubbed against the inside of her high heels, and she pushed off again. The swivel chair spun back, and she turned her back to her husband without saying a word. Her husband walked up to her, knelt down in front of her, wrapped his arms around her soft, slender waist, and hugged her. He said softly , "Come home with me. Our daughter has been crying because you haven't come home for two nights. She's waiting for you in the living room." Miao Rou'er's heart softened instantly. She gently pouted her beautiful red lips. "Did someone bring their Harley? I won't go back without a Harley." "Yes! Yes!" Her husband was overjoyed, secretly relieved that he had brought the Harley. "Then... let's go." Miao Rou'er put down her wine glass and was about to stand up. But before she could straighten up, her legs swayed to one side. Her husband quickly supported her, and suddenly, he was enveloped in her fragrant embrace. "Maybe I've been sitting for too long, and my blood isn't flowing well..." Miao Rou'er explained, blushing. She felt this was necessary, not only to explain why she had fallen, but also to explain where she had been for the past two days. Her husband, of course, understood. He lowered his head and kissed Miao Rou'er. Miao Rou'er responded passionately. Her husband stirred Miao Rou'er's saliva, which smelled of red wine, his lust rising. His penis was fully erect, pressing against his wife's lower abdomen through her thin summer clothing, rubbing incessantly.

"Close the curtains..." Miao Rou'er felt the volcanic heat of her husband's genitals against her lower abdomen,
igniting her own desire. She pressed her voluptuous body against her husband,
speaking indistinctly as they kissed.

Her husband pinched her plump, large buttocks, then lifted her sexy, semi-transparent black stockings with his strong arms
, suspending her in the air before placing her on the luxurious office desk, which was almost as large as a bed. With his free hand, he
lightly tapped a standing LCD screen on the desk.

"Whoosh!" The dark folding curtains on either side of the previously wide-open French windows closed inwards, instantly
blocking out all light. The room suddenly went dark, save for the faint glow of the
touchscreen . The husband pressed his lips to his wife's, about to kiss her again.

"The door's still unlocked; Mingmei might come in," Miao Rou'er said softly, blocking her husband's lips with her hand.
Ai Mingmei, Miao Rou'er's chief assistant.

Unable to resist, the husband tapped a few more times on the electronic touchscreen control panel.
After a few clicks, the office on the top floor of the Imperial Gate Building was completely isolated from the outside world.

In the darkness, the sounds of kissing echoed incessantly. The husband's large hands skillfully
undressed Miao Rou'er in the almost completely dark room: a straight, form-fitting skirt suit, a soft silk shirt, a sexy, openwork bra,
leaving only her beloved, soft stockings clinging to her rounded thighs.

The husband, now undressed as well, his erect penis, throbbing like a large iron rod, trembled, saluting Miao Rou'er.
He hesitated for a moment, then tapped the electronic touchscreen. A warm yellow light illuminated the naked
couple , creating a romantic atmosphere. He grasped his penis, pressed it against Miao Rou'er's bright red vulva, rubbing it against

the clear, lubricating fluids she secreted , before thrusting in. "Wait." The husband looked at Miao Rou'er with a puzzled expression. Miao Rou'er looked at her husband's face, which appeared , and slowly said, "I don't want to see your face today. Come in from behind." The husband smiled, hugged Miao Rou'er's soft pink buttocks, turned her body around, and made her lie face down on the not-too -high desk, raising her round and full buttocks, spreading her two alluring and sexy black-stockinged legs, his already swollen and purplish-red glans aimed, and he thrust in, easily hitting her cervix. "Mmm." Miao Rou'er groaned with satisfaction, using her vaginal walls to clamp her husband's penis. "Phew, wife, your vagina is so tight. After all these years, it's still like when you were a virgin," the husband exclaimed, his lower body beginning to thrust vigorously. His charcoal-black penis, thicker than Miao Rou'er's wrist, used her vaginal fluids as lubricant, moving in and out of her narrow vaginal opening. Miao Rou'er cooperated by twisting her fair buttocks, making her husband's thrusts smoother. Her two slender, beautiful legs swayed with each thrust, rubbing against the polished office desk through her thin stockings, creating a constant hissing, lewd friction sound in their ears. "Even if it's tight, it's not as tight as the vaginas of those young girls in your club. Even if it's tight, it's not as tight as my vagina," the thirty-one-year-old Miao Rou'er said breathlessly, a slight sourness emanating from her voice. The husband didn't know what to say, but felt he had to do something. He lay on Miao Rou'er's back, gently kissing her soft face, his hands reaching around to her front, grasping her swaying E-cup breasts. Using her breasts as leverage, he thrust even more violently. "Do you think I brought this on myself?" Miao Rou'er's breathing became more , tears welling up in her eyes. "These past two days, I've often thought about what happened sixteen years ago. It's so ironic... Oh... Sixteen years ago, I gained everything because of my daughter, and sixteen years later, I 've lost ." A tear slid down Miao Rou'er's face. "You haven't lost everything. I'm still here, my daughter is still here, nothing has changed." The husband licked away her tears with his tongue. "It's changed! Everything's changed!" Miao Rou'er bit her red, tender lower lip. "My daughter is different from those lovers you brought back just because they were hot-blooded. She's my daughter, she's my daughter!" Her husband fell silent, only kneading her full breasts, changing their smooth, moist shape , his penis thrusting relentlessly towards her G-spot, making her even more excited and happier. The spacious office suddenly quieted down. Under the warm yellow light, the naked couple silently copulated, their flesh swaying , only the sounds of flesh slapping and panting echoing in the air. "I'm...I'm going to cum." The husband felt a bit sensitive today, and actually ejaculated before his wife. "Wife, where should I cum?" "Mmm...Cum inside, cum inside." After a dozen or so rapid thrusts, the husband moved his right hand to the base of Miao Rou'er's black stockings, parted the sexy lace , inserted his forearm into the semi-transparent black stockings, felt the smoothness of her skin in his palm, his penis pressed against her uterine wall, released the urethral opening, and let the thick semen spurt out. "...So hot...Mmm!" Miao Rou'er gently pressed her slender hand against her lower abdomen, reaching . Her body trembled slightly, and her vaginal canal kept gushing out vaginal fluid, which mingled with her husband's semen . After the climax, a pink blush and slightly hot sweat spread all over Miao Rouer's body, making her exude a . Her husband's hard and strong chest and abdominal muscles were pressed against her sweat-eroded back. His right hand continued to caress her sweaty thigh skin in the black stockings, and his left hand kneaded her soft and plump breasts. Her husband rested his head on her round shoulder, put his lips close to her ear, and said in a soft voice: "With you and your daughter, that's enough. Tomorrow, I will go and close the gym." Miao Rouer quickly turned her head and stared into her husband's eyes. The husband nodded affirmatively. Miao Rou'er's eyes reddened again. She turned to the side, letting her full, white breasts sway, and hooked her arms around her husband's thick neck. Her rosy lips pressed against his, passionately kissing him. In the office, the flames reignited. A month later. In a resort on the outskirts of the city. In the small villa rented by Liu Zhenyang and his family of three, the three sat on a simple, pure white sofa. Liu Zhenyang sat in the middle, his wife Miao Rou'er on his left, and their daughter Liu Xun on his right. They were watching a home theater.

After returning home, his wife didn't throw a tantrum again, nor did she bring up the relationship between her husband and daughter or anything similar. The father
and daughter were even less likely to bring it up themselves. Occasionally, when Liu Zhenyang was affectionate with his daughter in front of his wife, she didn't
react much, only blushing. Days passed like this, but the air of lewdness and ambiguity lingered in
Liu Zhenyang's household. Liu Zhenyang simultaneously possessed two incredibly beautiful women: his 31-
year-old sexy wife and his 16-year-old charming daughter.

Liu Zhenyang also kept his promise and shut down his lewd women's fitness club, even though the club's beauties were all
crying their hearts out.

A month later, to improve the relationship between mother and daughter, Liu Zhenyang suggested going on a trip. Both mother and daughter agreed,
and the family of three appeared at a resort on the outskirts of the city.

Liu Zhenyang looked at his wife and then at his daughter, feeling extremely happy.

Since his wife hadn't gone to the company that day and was staying at home, she was only wearing a thin, semi-transparent black
silk nightgown. Under the two thin straps, the lace hem barely covered her buttocks. Occasionally, when his wife tucked
her legs in, her entire fair thighs and dark red thong were completely exposed, making her incredibly sexy.
His daughter was also dressed casually in a loose pink dress. Although the hem covered half of her thighs, her slender
legs were clad in pink stockings, and her smooth pigtails perfectly blended
her innocent and sexy aura.

He licked his slightly dry lips, pretending to look at the projection screen, while his hands touched his wife's and
daughter 's beautiful legs.

Hmm? His wife and daughter turned to look at Liu Zhenyang at the same time. Seeing his feigned seriousness, they exchanged
a knowing smile. While letting him continue to caress their legs, they simultaneously attacked Liu Zhenyang's
genitals .

The daughter yanked down her father's hot pants, and Liu Zhengyang's already erect and thick penis sprang out.
Before his greasy glans could stop swaying, the mother's slender, white hand grabbed the black, rod-like shaft and
began to gently knead it.

"Oh..." Liu Zhengyang moaned lewdly.

The daughter bent her pink stockings, grasped the clinging stocking at the base of her right thigh, and gently slid it down, removing
the stocking from her right leg, revealing a large expanse of flesh. The daughter gestured for her mother to stop, then slipped
her still-warm pink stockings onto her father's penis, supported her father's hairy thighs, slightly parted
her tender lips, and took most of Liu Zhengyang's hot penis into her mouth.

The wife watched her daughter, who was sucking and swallowing her husband's stockinged penis, a look
of surprise in her eyes. Then, she curled her rosy lips into a smile, lowered her head, and, swaying her ample breasts, cupped her husband's testicles in her hands,
licking the portion of his penis that wasn't being sucked by their daughter and the wrinkled scrotum.

"Oh...that's amazing...wife, daughter, you're so incredible~~~" Liu Zhengyang's face
was flushed , his expression utterly lewd.

Under the bright sunshine, in the small country villa, on the white sofa, a seductive mother and daughter lay prone,
their soft lips and tongues servicing the swollen, erect penis of a 1.8-meter-tall
middle his face flushed with lust, greedily caressed their beautiful legs with his large hands. The noisy sounds still
emanated from the home theater system, but they did nothing to dampen the passion of the three disheveled people on the sofa. (The following is unrelated to the previous text and appears to be a separate entry:

"The Happy Life of a Perverted Father (1-9) Author: Black Metal

Author: Black Metal

Prologue

The clock in the living room pointed to twelve. Liu Zhenyang sat on the sofa, unconsciously chewing a tasteless apple, his eyes not even on the television screen in front of him.") He kept glancing back at the front door, waiting for his daughter to return.

With the sound of a key turning, his daughter's beautiful figure came into Liu Zhenyang's view.

"Dad, I'm home."

Her daughter had just gotten off work, wearing a dark-colored suit with a white silk
blouse with black stripes underneath. The blouse was slightly tight, barely concealing her full breasts, which had never had children, and
the edge of her pink lace bra was faintly visible. She wore flesh-colored stockings, which she always wore to work. As her daughter
bent one leg in front of the shoe cabinet at the door and gently took off her pointed black high heels, Liu Zhenyang could vaguely see
the black camisole with lace trim attached to the flesh-colored stockings, which was pulled up by her bent leg.

Liu Zhenyang's penis instantly hardened. He licked his lips, walked barefoot behind his daughter,
wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and whispered in her ear, "I missed you so much, my little darling."

His daughter, Liu Xun, stiffened, glanced at the living room, and not seeing her mother, blushed. She
tiptoed and lightly pecked her father's lips, asking, "Where's Mom? I don't see her."

Liu Zhenyang chuckled, picked up his daughter's increasingly alluring body, and carried her upstairs. "Your mother's busy cooking in
the kitchen . Don't mind her, let's do something fun first."

His daughter was 1.68 meters tall and quite slender, but even so, she was
easily lifted by her 1.8-meter-tall father. Hearing her father say "something fun," the daughter knew without a doubt what
awaited her. Her long, slender legs involuntarily shrank inward, her alluring eyes
secretly scanning her father's face, which she hadn't seen for a week. Through her thin, willow-leaf shirt, she rubbed her full breasts
against her father's firm chest. "Xiao Xun wants Daddy to love her,"

the daughter pouted slightly, as if complaining, uttering words that sounded like flirtation. Liu Zhenyang
's body instantly ignited, his increasingly hard penis thrusting relentlessly into his daughter's
large buttocks encased in her dark, tight skirt, as he walked faster and faster towards his and his wife's room.

"Thump." The daughter was thrown onto the large bed that Liu Zhenyang and his wife shared, a
bed that couldn't even accommodate three or four people. Her once neatly styled hair was now slightly disheveled, with a few strands falling across her forehead, adding to her allure. She slightly twisted
her slender waist , her two stockinged legs rubbing together lightly, producing a strange, lewd sound. She looked at her father with a seductive smile
and said provocatively, "Come on, Father, come and play with Xiao Xun. Xiao Xun loves it when Father and I play fun games
."

Liu Zhenyang wanted to immediately get into action, but there was a problem with his pants; for some reason,
he , the more anxious he became, and the more anxious he became, the less he could open them. Sweat beaded on his forehead.

The daughter looked at Liu Zhenyang's unsightly state and smiled even more seductively.

(a)

The daughter watched her father frantically trying to free his penis as quickly as possible, and felt...
It was quite amusing, reminding her of her childhood. The situation was similar, except
that her father wasn't trying to have sex with his daughter, but rather needed to pee.

He was watching a football game and drinking beer when he went to the toilet, only to find that
the buttons on wouldn't open. He twisted and turned, the urge to urinate growing stronger, but he still couldn't unbutton them. Just then, a pair of small hands reached out.
The ten-year-old daughter, wearing a little nightgown, her small breasts the size of steamed buns, faced
her , with a serious expression. She deftly unbuttoned his pants and
pulled down his briefs—and her father's semi-erect penis, throbbing with the urge to urinate, appeared before her
eyes for the first time.

The little girl blinked, looking at the thick, dark penis, thicker than her arm, then at
her own lower body, covered by her white panties, revealing the slightly protruding outline of her labia. She pouted,
touched the thick, dark penis with her delicate little hand, and ran back to the living room to watch the game.

The father, still in the bathroom, didn't come out for a long time. Later, he said that after his daughter's little hand touched it, he
was fully erect and couldn't urinate at all.

Recalling childhood anecdotes, and seeing her father's equally impatient demeanor, the daughter
found it amusing. She looked at him provocatively, raising one of her white, stocking-clad thighs, her toes slightly curled,
tracing patterns on his prominent groin.

Her father, annoyed, grabbed her stockinged leg, held it in front of him, and took her
small toes into his mouth.

"Ah," the daughter groaned involuntarily. She felt her father's tongue, like a sharp sword, sliding between her toes through the flesh-colored
stockings The sticky saliva seeped through the stockings, acting
like lubricant under his tongue, making his tongue dance on her feet.

"Mmm, Daddy's naughty," the daughter's voice was as sweet as honey, "You come back and play with Xiaoxun's
feet, don't you think they're dirty?"

"Xiaoxun's little feet smell the best, especially when she's wearing stockings, they smell even better." The father sucked on his daughter's stocking
toes, his hands not idle, tracing along her ankles, his large hands caressing her flesh-colored stockings and toes, the "
hissing " friction sounds echoing in the room.

The daughter couldn't stand her father's touch, and finally helped him open the button, her soft little hand reaching into his
underwear, grasping the large penis that made her so intoxicated. The father was deeply aroused; his glans
penis continuously secreted pre-ejaculate. The clear, slippery fluid clung to his penis and his daughter's small hand,
making her hand slippery in no time. She pulled back her father's foreskin, grasped the thick shaft of his penis, and began
to masturbate him up and down. Her small hand seemed boneless; familiar with her father, she
controlled , allowing her palms to make more contact with his penis. Occasionally, she would use her soft
fingers to smear along the grooves of his glans.

The penis, freed from its cage, eagerly sought entry into a warm, moist cave. The father quickly undressed himself and
his daughter , leaving only her long, flesh-colored stockings. His thick, long penis pressed against her wet vulva,
the glans slightly erect, pushing in a little.

"Daddy, come in quickly, Xiaoxun can't wait!" The daughter twisted her large buttocks, her vulva gripping her father's
penis turning it back and forth.

"Slutty daughter, here I come." The father gripped his daughter's slender waist, arching his back slightly, and then thrusting forward
relentlessly into her vagina.

"Oh, it's in, Daddy's big stick is in." The daughter bit her lip, closing her eyes tightly, feeling the fullness of
her father 's penetration.

The daughter always felt she was so perfectly suited to her father, even
down That sense of perfect fit made her feel like she was born to be his plaything. She loved her father so much.

She moved closer to his face and offered him a passionate kiss. She actively slipped her small tongue
into his mouth, their tongues entwining, saliva flowing between them, and the soft, wet sounds echoing between their bodies.

The father wasn't satisfied with this position; he preferred a more vigorous penetration. He flipped her over, making
her lie on the white sheets like a puppy, then grabbed her E-cup breasts from behind,
pinching her nipples between his index and middle fingers, and thrusting into her rapidly.

"Papa papa..." The daughter moved her buttocks passionately to meet her father's intrusion.
As her father's thrusting speed increased, the semen secreted gradually poured out and flowed onto her father's pubic hair and onto her own stockings
, leaving traces of obscenity.

The father pulled up his daughter's upper body, pulled his penis until only the glans remained in the vagina, and then
inserted it completely into her vagina.

"Yeah!" The daughter's vagina became very tight due to this position, and the tender flesh in her cavity was tightly squeezed,
tightly clamping her father's hot penis, which made her father feel very comfortable. The father rubbed his daughter's plump breasts,
pulled out , and then thrust in hard.

"Ah...ah...Daddy..." The daughter could no longer control herself and moaned loudly. Her father's thick,
long penis filled her cavity. She could feel the veins protruding from his penis, and the slightly
downward-curving penis, like a dream, constantly stimulated her body, spreading throughout her entire being.
The immense pleasure from her lower body caused her body to sweat, which mingled with her father's sweat as they mated, both of them dripping wet.

The father and daughter were having a wild sexual encounter on the second floor, and the mother downstairs finally discovered something.

(II)

The mother, Miao Rou'er, heard the door open but didn't see her daughter come to greet her. After a while, she faintly heard seductive
moans, and the mother understood.

She took off her apron and quietly went to the door of her room, where she indeed saw the scene she had imagined.

The husband, his muscular body bare, embraced his daughter, who was only wearing stockings, from behind. His thick penis was
thrusting in and out of her vagina. He gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, the soft, white flesh squeezing
out from between his fingers, the rosy areolas exuding an aphrodisiac scent. The hardened nipples brushed against his fingers, swaying back and forth
.

The daughter's toes were tightly curled, unable to extend because they were covered by stockings. Her half-closed eyes were
filled with lust, her lips slightly parted, her tender red tongue protruding. The husband saw this and moved closer, smacking his lips as
he chewed on his daughter's tongue.

"Dad... Daddy, it's coming..." The daughter seemed to be close to orgasm from her husband. The mother suddenly had
a mischievous idea.

"Sweetie, where do you want Daddy to shoot?"

"Inside... I want Daddy to shoot inside... Ah, yes..."

"Are you pretending I don't exist?" The mother suddenly pushed open the half-closed door and walked into the room.

"Ah, Mom... Ah!" The daughter was startled by her mother's sudden intrusion, her face flushed, and her vagina
suddenly tightened to the extreme, a stream of vaginal fluid flowing out from her body. "Ah... Daddy... Mommy..."

The father was also startled, feeling his daughter's contraction, his penis felt extremely comfortable, and he almost ejaculated,
but he barely held back because his wife was beside him.

The daughter, flushed a captivating pink after her climax, leaned limply against her father's chest,
looking shyly at her approaching mother. She could feel her vagina still flowing with lustful fluids,
moistening her father's large penis. The thought of this made her even more ashamed.

"You know how to be ashamed now? You just got back and immediately dragged your dad upstairs to make love, even to my and your dad's room.
Don't you consider me your mother anymore?" The mother teased, looking at the large puddle of fluid flowing from her daughter and husband's joined bodies,
glistening and staining the sheets. She walked over,
dipped her finger in the tightest spot between her daughter's vulva and her husband's penis, and sucked on it. "What a wanton daughter."

"Mom~" The area touched by her mother was unusually sensitive, and her father's penis twitched inside her.
The daughter felt very shy, her face turning bright red.

The father couldn't hold back any longer. He could have climaxed with his daughter, but his wife's sudden arrival
had caused her to ejaculate, leaving him unsatisfied. He looked at his wife.

His wife resembled his daughter by seven or eight points, but compared to his daughter, she possessed a more pronounced mature woman's charm.
Her hair was styled in a woman's bun, and she wore a black, tight-fitting thin sweater. Her breasts, like two mountain peaks,
pushed up the sweater, revealing a very deep cleavage at the opening. Below the sweater was a knee-length floral skirt connected to black
semi-transparent pantyhose, making her legs appear full and long. She was barefoot, presumably for the convenience of peeping
earlier , and her soft, fleshy feet pressed against the floor with her pantyhose, looking extremely alluring.

The father swallowed hard, then freed one hand from his daughter's bare breasts and
gently stroked his wife's silk-stockinged legs. He shamelessly said, "Wife, you made me not ejaculate. Why don't you come up too?"

The mother blushed, slapped the father's hand away, and looked at the incestuous father and daughter, saying, "
What does your incest have to do with me? Don't drag me into this." With that, she ran out of the room.

But she immediately ran back, throwing a small object on the bed. "Don't ejaculate inside! If you ejaculate
inside your daughter, you'll regret it!"

The daughter held the pure black condom, blinking at it, then turned to her father and
asked, "Should I put this on?"

The father glanced at the doorway, scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly, and said, "Put it on, help me."
Actually, he was extremely reluctant to put it on, because if it was on, he wouldn't be able to directly feel
the softness inside his daughter's body, and the feeling was never pleasant.

"Hehe, it's been so long since you put a condom on Daddy. When was the last time we used one?"

"Hmm... about a year ago?" The father wasn't entirely sure, only remembering that his wife had
caught him and he had no choice but to put it on.

"Big stick, I'll dress you up now." The twenty-five-year-old daughter still possessed
an extremely childlike innocence in front of her parents, especially when this innocence was applied to sex. The father couldn't resist the temptation; her
expression, a mixture of innocence and lewdness, almost made him want to ejaculate.

The daughter lay on the bed, facing her father's still-erect, thick penis, tore open the condom packaging, put
the condom to her mouth, lowered her head, and her rosy lips probed down to his penis.

"Oh...good daughter..." The father was almost unconscious with pleasure. Although there was an extra layer of condom, the
fact that his daughter had put on the condom herself with her mouth was a powerful sense of accomplishment.

"Big stick, does it feel good?" My daughter looked at me with alluring eyes, her tongue flicking against the tip of my penis
.

"It feels good, so good!"

My daughter kissed my penis and giggled, "Then Xiao Xun is going to eat it up."

As she spoke, my daughter slowly pulled up the condom. The condom clung tightly to my father's incredibly thick
penis , pausing every time it was pulled up a little. When the condom was completely removed from my father's penis,
there was still a transparent thread connecting the condom and my father's penis.

The daughter tossed the condom on the bedside table, spread her long legs, straddled her father's firm waist, and used
her slender hands to steady his bulging, monstrous penis. She positioned her plump, white buttocks and lewdly laughed, "It won't taste good if you wear
a condom ."

"Your mother said to wear one..."

The daughter relaxed her waist and sat down heavily. Her father's penis penetrated her body, reaching the deepest
part, giving her a sense of fulfillment that she would never tire of, as if she owned the whole world.

"She can't see it now."

(IV)

"Boss... Boss... um..."

Liu Xun blushed, secretly watching her father do things that made her blush and her heart race. On the sofa, the naked
father gripped Aunt Qin Jing's large breasts with both hands, his lower body moving rhythmically, thrusting his thick, black penis in and out of
her buttocks, which were covered by gray pantyhose.

Two years ago, her father opened a women's fitness club near his daughter's school. When Liu Xun was in class,
he would wander around or even act as a part-time instructor. This afternoon, Liu Xun finished class early
. After greeting the instructors who blushed at the sight of her, she slipped into the staff break room to find her father.
Once inside, she understood why the instructors were all red.

It turned out that what her father had been hiding in his underwear was a huge, thick, black penis. Liu Xun felt like she had discovered
a whole new world. When she was little, her father always wore underwear when bathing her. Little Liu Xun asked him why he didn't
go naked like she did, because it would get wet. Her father used to brush her off, saying she'd understand when she grew up. Now Liu Xun knew
why her father wouldn't take off his underwear—it was because he had a big penis hidden inside.

"Hurry up… Boss… um… your daughter will be here soon… she'll find out…"
Aunt Qin Jing's whole body was flushed red, completely exhausted from her father's penetration, and her lower mouth was already somewhat red and swollen.

The father shuddered, moved his hands to Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged thighs, and firmly gripped the
fleshy thighs covered by gray stockings, thrusting his lower body even faster. The erotic fluid flowing from their point of contact
dampened the sofa beneath them.

"Hehe." Aunt Qin Jing suddenly chuckled seductively, sticking out her tongue to lick her father's nipple. "Every time I
mention your daughter, you get really hard. I mean... um... I'm hitting the spot... do you want to fuck your daughter?"

Her father blushed, a rare sight, his tanned face showing obvious embarrassment. He opened his mouth
and bit Aunt Qin Jing's nipple hard, his voice slightly muffled as he said, "You... it's because you
're wearing stockings..."

"Mmm..." Aunt Qin Jing let out a moan of pleasure from her father's bite. "I wear stockings every day for
you to fuck me, and I've never seen you get more excited when your daughter is mentioned. Just admit it."

Her father slapped Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged buttocks hard with his large hand, kissed her bright red lips, and
thrust his tongue into her mouth, preventing her from continuing.

When her father finally pulled away from her alluring lips, leaving a trail of saliva, Aunt Qin Jing gasped,
"You big lecher! Not only do you sleep with other men's wives every day, but you also want to sleep with your own daughter... um... I'm going to come... I'm going to
... ah!"

Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged legs suddenly clamped tightly around her father's waist, her big buttocks thrusting forward, her whole body beginning
to tremble slightly. Her lower mouth and the point where her father's big penis met seemed unable to bear it, and a large amount of
vaginal fluid , running down the crotch of her gray pantyhose and down her stockinged thighs. One could imagine that in a few minutes,
patches of semen would appear on her pantyhose.

The father pulled his large penis out of Aunt Qin Jing's swollen, red mouth. Milky white vaginal fluid, still attached to
the penis , dripped onto the sofa. He straddled Aunt Qin Jing's chest and shoved his penis into
her mouth. Aunt Qin Jing obediently took it in, moving her head back and forth. Soon, the father
ejaculated a large amount of thick, pale yellow liquid into her mouth. Perhaps it was truly too much; although Aunt Qin Jing
kept swallowing, a considerable amount still dripped from the corners of her mouth, staining her face.

Huh? It stopped? Liu Xun, who had been watching her father's performance and unconsciously stroking her own vulva, was slightly
disappointed. Seeing her father and Aunt Qin about to come out of the lounge, she glanced around and noticed that
Coach Gan Tiantian's locker was open. She slipped inside and closed the door behind her.

The locker didn't have many clothes, but stockings made up the majority. Even in the dim light, Liu Xun
could distinguish the different styles: thin, thick, tank tops, pantyhose, velvet, black, white, purple
, striped, diamond-patterned… With girlish enthusiasm, Liu Xun picked up a pair of white stockings and examined them.

Huh? Why are some parts a little hard? Liu Xun's delicate fingers were very sensitive; she could clearly feel
something different about the smooth white stockings. Liu Xun carefully felt around and noticed that some of the hardened areas were
small, resembling water droplets. A thought flashed through her mind, and she brought the white stockings close to her nose to smell them. She detected
a faint, strange odor, somewhat fishy, somewhat fragrant, and most importantly, it smelled very much like her father.
A strong masculine scent.

Recalling what she had just witnessed Aunt Qin Jing and her father doing, and remembering how Aunt Qin Jing's grey pantyhose were soaked with her own vaginal fluids and the yellowish liquid from
her father's penis, Liu Xun roughly guessed
why the white stockings in her hand had hardened slightly. She extended her tender tongue and licked the smooth, soft white
stockings, . Her father's scent. Liu Xun, with a sweet smile, licked all the slightly hard
spots , as if eating some kind of dessert.

"Eek." It was the sound of the lounge door turning. With the white stockings in her mouth, Liu Xun stood on tiptoe and looked out
through the long ventilation hole above Aunt Gan Tiantian's locker.

Her father and Aunt Qin Jing had already come out of the lounge. Aunt Qin Jing's face still had the flush of her orgasm;
she held her father's hand, a smile on her face.

"How about tomorrow Zhong Lan and I play with you? You haven't ejaculated yet; it
seems like you can't ejaculate properly without two women." Aunt Qin Jing winked seductively at her father.

A small bulge immediately appeared in the crotch of the father's brown casual pants. He looked at Aunt Qin Jing's
lips, quite aroused. He licked his dry lips, rubbed his fingers against Aunt Qin Jing's gray silk thigh, and said,
"Should I ejaculate inside Zhong Lan, or inside you? If I ejaculate inside you, your husband's cuckoldry will be much bigger
."

"Hehe, that goes without saying, of course I'll ejaculate inside me. How can I let that little girl Zhong Lan have it?"
A lewd smile appeared on Aunt Qin Jing's usually quiet face.

Aunt Qin Jing touched her damp, open-crotch gray pantyhose and walked towards her locker. "I'll
take off . You go wait for your good daughter in the living room."

"Then I'm off." The father said, walking towards the living room to wait for his good daughter who had already come in. Hehe,
silly dad, I'm here. Liu Xun thought to herself with secret pride.

Aunt Qin Jing opened the dressing room and gracefully took off the only gray open-crotch pantyhose she was wearing.
Aunt inserted her slender thumb into the opening of the pantyhose at the edge of her pelvis, and pulled it down. The gray pantyhose, revealing
flesh to the naked eye, slid down little by little, revealing large patches of her buttocks to Liu Xun's eyes. After sliding over her buttocks, Aunt Qin Jing raised
her right leg , bent it slightly, and pulled the pantyhose off her right leg first, then completely pulled it off her left leg. The damp
stockings clung tightly to her thighs, sticking to her legs when she took them off, making her shapely,
athletic legs look even more muscular and covered in her vaginal fluid.

Aunt Qin Jing scraped some of the fluid from her smooth thighs with her fingers and put it in her mouth. Then,
naked went to the washbasin next to her and quickly washed her gray open-crotch stockings, wrung them out, and hung them in her locker.

"Bang." The door slammed shut. Seeing that Aunt Qin Jing had already dressed and left, Liu Xun opened
Aunt 's locker and came out. She ran to Aunt Qin Jing's locker, opened the unlocked door, and
took out the gray stockings Aunt Qin Jing had just used.

She licked Aunt Qin Jing's gray stockings, then licked the stockings Aunt Gan Tiantian had been holding in her hand.
They really did smell like her father.

So, ten-year-old Liu Xun, clutching the two pairs of stockings belonging to her two aunts, began to form some formulas in her mind:
Wearing stockings = getting Daddy to take off his underwear and help him bathe. Wearing stockings = being able to see Daddy's cute, thick, black penis.
Wearing stockings = being able to get closer to Daddy...

Liu Xun's big, cute eyes shone with excitement as she looked up and surveyed the dozen or so lockers in front of her, stuffing the two pairs of stockings in
her hands into her schoolbag. She took one pair from each of the aunties, the kind that's a little stiff.

So, Liu Xun opened the lockers of the pretty female gym instructors, carefully selecting from the
countless . She picked out a pair of sexy, alluring stockings bearing her father's semen stains and stuffed them into
her little backpack…

“Strange, why are you all avoiding me when I come out? You didn't come in with me!” Her father, Liu Zhenyang,
sensed something was off as soon as he left the staff break room. The beautiful instructors who usually flirted with him seemed to have changed
their personalities, either avoiding him or staring at him hesitantly.

Puzzled, the father waited for his beloved daughter at the gym. After waiting for almost half an hour, his daughter, who usually
skipped and jumped to find him after class, didn't appear. The father assumed she had gone home first, so he
went home himself. Maybe he should get his daughter a cell phone. The father still thought so.

After wandering around the movie theater for a while, he returned home and, sure enough, saw his daughter.

"Daddy, you're back!" The daughter snapped out of her reverie from the cartoon on TV and gave her
father a sweet smile.

The evening passed peacefully. But at night, the father stood at the bathroom door wearing a pair of knitted boxer shorts,
his mouth agape, unable to speak.

The daughter sat on the edge of the bathtub, swinging her little feet, waiting for her father to do something he had been doing for ten years and
couldn't break—give her a bath. Usually, this wouldn't be a big deal, but today there was something extra on her legs.

Stockings. Gray stockings. Gray crotchless stockings. Gray crotchless stockings that clearly indicated an adult's figure.

"Gulp." The father swallowed a large mouthful of saliva. He feigned composure and asked, "Xiao Xun, why are you
wearing your mother's stockings? They're so loose. It's time for a bath, come on, take off your mother's stockings."

"No, they're not." His daughter, Liu Xun, ran her little hands over her stockinged legs,
enjoying the sensation. "They're not Mommy's stockings."

"Gulp." The father swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, the sound audible even to his daughter.

"Then...whose are they?"

"Aunt Qin from the club." His daughter flashed a sweet smile, just like the one she'd seen in the cartoon earlier.

"Which...which Aunt Qin?"

"It's Qin Jing, Aunt Qin."

"You...you saw her?"

"I saw her~"
(V)

In general, Liu Zhenyang considers himself a loyal man with a strong sex drive. However, most of the time, his strong sex
drive comes before his loyalty...

Now that his daughter is grown up and he doesn't need to take care of her all day, Liu Zhenyang, who is even more bored, simply
opened a gym near his daughter's school. On the one hand, it's convenient to take care of his daughter, and on the other hand, it gives him something to do.

So this women's fitness club became the place where Liu Zhenyang "has something to do" and "does something". In addition to
the boss Liu Zhenyang, all the coaches and students are women, and Liu Zhenyang was immediately surrounded by beautiful
flowers. A series of voluptuous women with large breasts and plump buttocks were swaying before his eyes, their allure even greater than Liu Zhenyang had anticipated
. After enduring for several months, he finally succumbed to temptation and indulged in sensual pleasures. To be honest, deep down he had long harbored this expectation.
This was Liu Zhenyang's reflection afterward.

As the saying goes, no secret stays hidden forever. Liu Zhenyang's erotic activities were soon caught
red-handed by his wife. It was Liu Zhenyang who was bold enough to do so. Seeing that the club was already closed for the day, he pulled two virgin
female coaches into the club's east hall, filled with exercise equipment, and started a threesome. On the numerous exercise equipment
, two beautiful female coaches with great figures were positioned in various positions by Liu Zhenyang as he frantically engaged in intercourse with them using his
vigorous thick penis. Unbeknownst to him, his wife, who had suddenly come to inspect, used
her key to open the club's main door and secretly watched. Thus, Liu Zhenyang's infidelity was witnessed by his
wife .

That evening, back home, somewhat exhausted from his encounter with the two beauties, Liu Zhenyang hadn't even had a sip of water when his wife pulled him to bed and began
to "extract" his semen . It was indeed "extract" of semen. Having already ejaculated quite a bit, his wife's vigorous extraction caused large amounts of Liu Zhenyang's semen
to flow into his wife's uterus. After completely draining Liu Zhenyang until he was utterly exhausted, his wife, holding his
large penis, laid down three rules.

No dating, no pregnancy, and no one other than the coach.

Liu Zhenyang felt incredibly happy. Of course, he knew his wife was
saying this partly out of guilt about what happened before she got pregnant.

Liu Zhenyang's happy days had begun. During work, he would tease the female coaches with perfect figures and be
teased by the beautiful students. After work, he would pick up his daughter, cook dinner, bathe her, and then fall asleep peacefully in his arms with his beloved wife.
Everything was so perfect.

But at this moment, Liu Zhenyang was stunned.

His daughter was naked, her breasts, adorned with two small white
buns sitting on the edge of the bathtub with her bare bottom. Her legs were clad in the gray open-crotch
stockings that Qin Jing had just had her thick semen ejaculated into that afternoon, swaying back and forth. Liu Zhenyang… got an erection.

Honestly, a ten-year-old girl's breasts are just starting to develop, her buttocks are just starting to grow, and her secondary sexual characteristics are just
beginning to become apparent. Even if the daughter's development was earlier, it wouldn't be enough to make Liu Zhenyang fully erect. But
with the addition of stockings, gray stockings that he had just ejaculated in, it was a different story.

"Daddy, your penis has gotten bigger!" The daughter's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she stared at
the top of Liu Zhenyang's knitted underwear, which was bulging with a tent from his erect penis.

Liu Zhenyang didn't try to hide anything. He walked to his daughter's side and gently pulled
down , coaxing, "Sweetie, take off Aunt Qin's stockings quickly, and Daddy can buy you new ones."

"No!" His daughter puffed out her cheeks and pulled the stockings back up to her bottom. "I want to wear them now! Wearing stockings
will make Daddy's black rod bigger, and Daddy will be happy."

"Stockings look better when they fit snugly against your legs. Aunt Qin's are too big, take them off first," Liu Zhenyang coaxed
his daughter .

"Too big?" His daughter was slightly disappointed. "I took one of all the aunties' stockings, and they're all
wasted ."

Liu Zhenyang had already taken off his daughter's pantyhose. Hearing her words, his heart pounded.

"Hey, Daddy, wait a minute, I thought of a fun game." His daughter suddenly remembered something, an
excited blush rising on her face.

She took the gray pantyhose from Liu Zhenyang's hands and then pulled down her father's underwear.

His swollen penis, freed from the confines of his underwear, sprang out, the strong scent of hormones and
heat assaulting his daughter. He breathed slightly heavily, but didn't stop his daughter's next move.

This was the first time the daughter had seen her father's penis directly. She had
thought it was very large when she watched him and Aunt Qin doing their "bad thing" that afternoon, and seeing it up close was even more frightening—like a thick, dark arm, trembling. The little
girl smelled the lewd scent emanating from her father's penis, and a strange emotion welled up inside her; her heart pounded
. She didn't know why, but she knew what to do next.

The daughter licked her lips and put her stockings on his already erect penis.

She laughed at her own creation. "Pfft, Daddy's big stick looks like a hook, hanging
Aunt Qin's stockings."

The father's breathing became more and more rapid. His daughter was truly a daughter; even before she knew it, she had already mastered
her mother's special move without a teacher.

After laughing enough, the daughter looked up at her father's excited face, smiled mischievously, opened her small mouth, and swallowed the stockinged penis that was saluting in front of
her . The strong taste rushed into the daughter's mouth from her lips. The daughter
tried to open her mouth wide, finally managing to let half of her father's penis into her mouth. Through the thin stockings, the father's
penis radiated an astonishing heat, burning her mouth like a hot stick.

"Oh!" The father shuddered, involuntarily grabbing his daughter's head with both hands.

Sensing his excitement, the daughter, holding the ends of her stockings, grasped the base of his penis, her long,
flowing black hair swaying, and began to move her head back and forth, letting his penis
slide in and out of her mouth, mimicking the actions of Aunt Qin Jing she had seen that afternoon, giving her father oral sex.

The father felt his legs go weak; it felt so good. He had never imagined that his daughter's pink lips would
one day hold his penis inside her. The daughter stared at her father with wide, innocent eyes, opening
her mouth to let his penis experience pleasure in her mouth. It was so wonderful…!

"Xiao Xun... move your tongue a little..."

The daughter's eyes were watery as she observed her father's expression. Her tongue, coated with the delicate stockings, began to swirl around
his penis.

"Oh... Xiao Xun..." Looking at his daughter's utterly innocent expression, feeling her soft little tongue licking
his penis, feeling the stockings pressed tightly against it, the father couldn't help but hug his daughter's head,
pulling her closer and making her stroke his penis more vigorously.

"There..."

Seeing her father's blissful expression, the daughter's tongue, mixed with the taste of her father's hormones in her saliva, retracted,
and slid the tip of her tongue across the opening of her father's penis again.

"Oh... my good daughter, you... you're amazing..." Although his daughter's technique was clumsy, and her teeth even
occasionally brushed against his penis, it was precisely this inexperience that made her father unable to resist. He looked down at his thick, dark
penis, encased in his soaked stockings, submerged in his daughter's saliva, being swallowed and spit out by her small mouth. It was
hard to imagine his daughter could actually swallow such a large penis, even if it was only a small part. The father experienced
wave after wave of pleasure, and finally, he could no longer hold back.

"I'm... I'm going to cum..." He thrust his hips forward again, penetrating his penis
deep his tailbone, and a torrent of semen shot into his daughter's throat.

"Ugh! Mmm!" The daughter felt uncomfortable because her father had so much semen, and
tears . But she still desperately drank more of her father's semen, her throat gurgling as large swathes of his semen
flooded her stomach.

The father, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief after ejaculating,
pulled his semi-erect penis, soaked with his semen and his daughter's saliva, from her mouth and plopped down on the bathroom floor, panting heavily. The daughter had already
released on her chin, cupping some of the thick, fishy semen that had gushed from her throat,
and licking it with her tongue. The stockings that had just covered her father's penis were now covered in even more semen than in the afternoon, dripping onto her legs.

After swallowing the semen her father had ejaculated into her mouth, the daughter coughed softly and lay on his strong, naked
body, her little face flushed. She rubbed her cheeks against his muscles like a kitten that had just
finished eating .

The father pulled his daughter up a little, stroked her plump bottom, and kissed her delicate
face . "How does it feel?"

The daughter tilted her head and thought for a moment. "It's a little fishy." "

Is it unpleasant?" "

It's not unpleasant. As long as it's Daddy's, Xiaoxun likes it." The daughter's voice was soft, but the father could
hear the determination in her voice.

Seeing his daughter naked, clinging to him like a little lamb, saying she liked eating his semen, the father's
lust surged. Slightly sweaty and strong, he picked up his daughter, stood up, and let her wrap her arms around his neck. His
erect penis adjusted itself and pressed against her pink labia.

"Now, Daddy wants to eat you up."

The daughter brought her little mouth close to her father's big mouth, her pink tongue
mimicking , and slipped into his mouth.

"Then Daddy, eat me up quickly."

(VI)

"Oh...good daughter..." the father couldn't help but call out. He looked down and saw that his
penis was indeed inside his daughter's little hole.

"Hmm...Daddy, it feels strange..." the daughter twisted her slender waist, leaned close to her father's ear, and
whispered . After speaking, she still felt a little shy and turned her head to the right. Her mother, her father's wife,
was in the kitchen making the last dish. Meanwhile, she herself was
having incestuous sex with her father on the living room sofa, just meters away from her mother .

"Because I'm wearing a condom," the father said somewhat displeasedly, looking at the black condom on his penis, tightly gripped by his daughter's vagina
, then at his wife's back, he pursed his lips and began to move his hips.

"Mmm...uh...Dad...Dad..."

The daughter, pinned beneath her father, was like a lone boat in a stormy sea, her delicate, white body sinking deep into the soft...
On the brown leather sofa, her buttocks bounced back and forth with her father's hammering motions, squeezing
the sofa frame and making it creak and groan under the weight.

Hearing the lewd cries of the incestuous father and daughter behind her, the mother glanced back, then quickly turned away.
The cleaver in her right hand, which had been swiftly slicing radishes into shreds on the cutting board, fell silent
. After a short while, she lifted her knee-length floral skirt with her left hand and began to gently rub her vulva through her semi-transparent black pantyhose
. "

Damn husband... He's like this every time his daughter comes home..."

The mother glanced back for a moment, sighed softly, took her left hand out from under her skirt, licked
away the semen, composed herself, and decided to quickly finish her work in the kitchen.

"...Ugh...Daddy...Are you going to cum...I can't take it anymore...Mmm..." The daughter gasped.
Her father's penis was just too big. Although her vagina could accommodate it perfectly, every time he penetrated or
thrust in , the glans of his penis would scrape against her vagina, making it feel incredibly pleasurable. Often, she
would ejaculate more than twice before her father would finally ejaculate. At these times, she understood why her father
often had sex with women other than her mother when she was little. Her father's sexual prowess was simply too strong.

"Almost there, baby..." The father stroked his daughter's smooth back, which was already covered in fragrant sweat. Feeling that he was also
nearing his limit, he picked up one of his daughter's flesh-colored stockinged legs and began to thrust faster.

"...Ah! Ah! Ah... Daddy... Daddy... Ah... I'm going to... I'm going to come..."

The daughter was overwhelmed by her father's sudden attack, experiencing wave after wave of pleasure. The stockinged leg held by her father swayed back and forth, and
her vagina twitched incessantly, tightly clamping her father's increasingly hard and thick penis. Her labia were slightly swollen,
a bright red, forming a stark contrast with her father's black, rod-like penis.

Squeezed tightly by his daughter, the father groaned, his large hands cupping her full, white breasts, gripping them tightly.
He thrust his hips forward, his penis completely disappearing into her vagina, hot semen gushing out passionately, pushing
a large clump of condom out. The daughter's entire body flushed an alluring pink again, biting her lower lip, her vagina
convulsing, spraying her juices onto her father's glans.

Both panting slightly after their orgasm, their faces flushed, the father didn't pull his penis out of her vagina
, but instead lay on top of her, his hands roaming freely over her soft body. The daughter wrapped her arms around her father's
back , her slender fingers tracing circles on his strong back.

"Dinner's ready, get up," the mother said, bringing the dishes from the kitchen to the father and daughter who had finished their meal
.

"Mom... I want to take a shower first, I'm all soaked," the daughter said, blushing, nestled in her father's arms,
and pointed to her flesh-colored stockings, soaked with their sweat.

"Me too," the father chuckled, kissing his daughter's soft red lips.

The mother nodded, but remained standing, showing no intention of moving.

The father gave an understanding "oh," and withdrew his penis from his daughter's body. The daughter's wide-open, stockinged legs trembled
slightly , like a floodgate opening, a torrent of vaginal fluid gushing from her rosy vulva,
spreading across the brown leather sofa like a glistening lake.

The father walked to the mother, embraced her slender waist, his penis, still wet with her fluids, pressed against her lower abdomen
, and lowered his head to kiss her red lips fiercely.

"Mmm..."

The daughter chuckled secretly, not wanting to disturb her parents' intimacy, and got up to walk towards the bathroom upstairs. Along the way,
drops of vaginal fluid dripped from her slightly open vulva, falling to the floor in rows, filling the entire house with
a strong scent of lust.

Dining room.

"Ugh!" The daughter was slightly startled, dropping a chopstick onto the table.

"What's wrong?" the mother asked.

"N-nothing...it's nothing." The daughter picked up her chopsticks and pretended to eat seriously.

The father chuckled inwardly, his hand under the table gently stroking the stockinged leg he had just grabbed. His daughter's little feet
were so soft; after all these years, she hadn't developed any calluses. Wrapped in thin stockings, they felt wonderful to the touch.

After stroking them for a while, the father felt it wasn't enough, so he placed his daughter's little feet on his knees and used his free hand to
unzip his pants. The daughter was obedient; she didn't move her legs. Once the zipper was unzipped and his penis was exposed, the father
pulled up his daughter's stockinged leg, making her press it against his penis, then took his hand off the table, letting his daughter do as she
pleased.

The daughter felt her face flush, but obediently began to perform footjob on her father. Her stockinged feet were spread open, and
she rubbed her toes up and down his penis, occasionally massaging his testicles with her soles. The father gradually became
excited, his penis hardening and burning hot, making the soles of his feet feel warm. After a while,
the daughter felt tired using one leg, so she shifted her hips forward, raised her other stockinged foot, and placed it on her father's
penis. Her two chubby little feet curved into an arc, the soft soles facing inwards, clamping his penis, and she began
to move it up and down. The stockings rubbed against her father's hard, thick penis, making a soft, hissing sound, quite lewd.

Her father almost groaned aloud; his daughter's stockinged feet were so beautiful. The daughter found it amusing to see her father trying to scream but unable to,
his expression one of unbearable discomfort. She intensified her movements, her slender stockinged feet clamping
his penis , dangling it in the air, swaying from side to side, driving her father to the brink of ecstasy.

The mother sensed something was wrong. Looking at her husband's pained expression and then at her daughter's sly smile,
she roughly guessed what was happening. She looked down under the table and saw her daughter, wearing stockings, giving her
father a footjob. A hissing sound came from under the table; the foreskin of her husband's penis had been pulled back, revealing a
swollen, purplish-red, and grotesque glans. Clear fluid oozed from the urethral opening, flowing onto her daughter's
flesh-colored stockings and leaving a dark stain.

Suddenly, "Ah!" the father cried out in pleasure, turning to look at his wife.

"What are you looking at? Eat your food." The mother's black-stockinged feet pressed against her husband's large penis; she and her daughter were torturing their father
together . Four shapely legs in stockings swayed beautifully under the narrow dining table, tightly gripping an
incredibly thick penis. The sound of the stockings rubbing against flesh was clearly audible in the restaurant.

"Wife... oh... you two are amazing..."

The daughter and mother exchanged a smile, and the movements of their stockinged legs became even more vigorous, causing the father's penis to twitch.
Trembling, as if it might explode at any moment, spraying out a torrent of semen, covering the silk-stockinged legs of the mother and daughter, making
their four silk-stockinged legs glisten with moisture.
(VII)

The calendar in the living room turned to Sunday.

At night, all was quiet. The night wind from the suburbs blew through the villa of Liu Zhenyang's family, but it did not
cool down the heat inside the villa in the slightest.

"...Hmm...Ugh...Hmm..." The daughter's suppressed moans echoed in the villa.

It was late at night. The mother was already asleep next door. The father, unable to resist, ran into his daughter's room to
play with her voluptuous body. In the moonlight streaming through the window, the daughter lay sprawled on the pristine white sheets, like a
vulnerable puppy being relentlessly ridden from behind by her father. She had been fucked by him countless times in the past two days, and
her body no longer had the strength to respond. Her lean back curved into a beautiful arc,
her full breasts pressed tightly against the sheets, squeezed into two constantly shifting
white mounds with each thrust of her father's hips. Her long, black hair, past her shoulders, was spread across the white sheets, her arms gripping the pillow, her
beautiful alluring face buried deep within, emitting soft, muffled moans.

"You're leaving tomorrow, and I really can't bear to part with you." The father thrust in again with great force, his glans pressing against
her cervix , so hot that his daughter lifted her face from the pillow.

"I don't want to leave either... oh... um... I don't want to go back either... I want... oh... to be by your side
... to have you do me every day..." As she spoke, a clear tear rolled down her pretty eye, whether
from the depth of her father's thrust or from something else, it was hard to tell.

"It's all your mother's fault!" As the weekend drew to a close, the father's mind was filled with
the image of his daughter's disgusting husband, and an inescapable irritation surged within him. He gripped his daughter's plump buttocks firmly, thrusting his hips with
even greater , causing her vaginal fluids to splatter with each "slap! slap!" of flesh against flesh, splashing onto
his own legs, then onto his daughter's, wetting the pristine white sheets.

"...Mmm...Dad...it hurts...Dad, slower..." The daughter was gradually finding it unbearable. Her father
was thrusting too violently; his long pubic hair, due to the increasing pace of sex, would occasionally stick to his penis with her vaginal fluids,
squeezing into her vagina and causing her pain.

The father seemed not to hear, venting his frustration. His fingers dug deep into his daughter
's snow-white buttocks, clad in pink pantyhose, forcefully spreading her buttocks apart. His thick, dark penis radiated terrifying heat,
thrusting rapidly in and out under his daughter's gentle embrace.

"Dad... Dad... it's going to break... I want... ah..." The daughter trembled all over, her slender waist
arching , her inner thighs, encased in pink pantyhose, tensed tightly, her vaginal cavity trembling and contracting incessantly. Waves of vaginal
fluid flowed from the point of their union, dripping down and soaking a large patch of the bed sheet.

Unusually, the father didn't stop for a moment during his daughter's climax; his lower body continued to thrust like a
perpetual motion machine, driving her almost to the point of collapse.

"Dad...Dad..." The daughter buried her face in the pillow again, her slightly muffled moans continuing to
echo in the villa, only now the pillow was wet with tears.

"Sigh..."

The mother, wearing a cream-colored lingerie, sat leaning against the headboard of the master bedroom in the room next to her daughter's, listening to
the moans mixed with sobs coming from the other side of the wall, and sighed helplessly. She began to feel confused, wondering if forcing her daughter to do that
in the first place was really the right thing to do. At first she was resolute, but as time passed and she grew accustomed to her husband having both her and their daughter
at the same time , indulging in pleasure on weekends, she began to waver.

While the mother sighed alone, the moans from next door gradually subsided, and after a while, the villa
fell completely silent again.

"Bang!" The master bedroom door was slammed open, and the husband appeared in the doorway. He
walked in naked, his thick penis unprotected, stained with
the love fluid , swaying and dripping onto the expensive pure wool carpet as he walked.

The wife, unable to argue any longer, slipped her delicate hands behind her back and unbuttoned her blouse. The milky-white fabric
slid down, revealing her firm, white breasts that swayed slightly in the air, inviting her husband to embrace her. He grabbed a corner of the thin
sheet and yanked it open, instantly exposing her beautiful curves. Beneath her mature and alluring face, her full
breasts and shapely hips, clad only in a white thong that barely covered her skin, exuded an irresistible charm, beckoning him to his doting
affections.

He pounced on her, pinning her beneath him, and kissed her passionately.

She opened her mouth to meet his, letting his tongue explore her mouth, the soft sounds of their kisses filling the air.
The husband reached into his wife's tiny thong and roughly ripped it open,
exposing her vulva to him—just like their daughter, a hairless, white tiger.

He steadied his penis, aimed it at her labia majora, and pressed it against her. Following
the still-wet .

"Ah!"

His penis, still glistening with their daughter's juices, slid smoothly deep into his wife's body.

He pressed her long, slender, white legs against his chest, his strong buttocks throbbing, his thick, long
penis spreading her beautiful labia, each thrust penetrating her tight vagina with full force.

His wife's vagina immediately felt hot; she once again felt that strange, almost perverse pleasure.
This pleasure came from the lubricant on her husband's penis, the combined fluids of her daughter and husband,
intertwined and mingling with her own body, incredibly slippery, making it easier for her husband to enter and exit her.

A thought suddenly popped into her head: If I get pregnant again after this,
will the child in my belly be my daughter's or mine?

Although the answer was probably obvious, the wife unconsciously chose the more lewd one. The more she thought about it, the more excited
she became, a vibrant blush rising on her face. She cried out loudly, "...Fuck me...
ah...ah...husband...fuck me...I'll give you another daughter...this time...this time I won't...
ah...I won't marry her off again...I'll keep her at home for you to fuck...ah..."

Hearing his wife's moans, the father's eyes widened, turning bloodshot, and he fucked her even harder, "Fuck you to death! Fuck you to death,
you slut!"

The wife tried her best to spread her legs wide, so that her husband's ridiculously thick penis could penetrate more smoothly and faster.
Deep inside her, the mature woman's labia were violently thrust into by her husband, her rosy flesh
opening and closing, love juices flying everywhere, her slender fingers gripping the sheets, leaving lines on them.

After a while, the husband released his hands, no longer pressing down on his wife's beautiful legs, and reached onto her smooth, white
back , encircling her entire body with his arms, his lower body moving again.

"...Ah...too...too deep..." The wife was completely unable to move, held tightly by her husband,
like a human pillar, inside her vagina, the rhythm of his thrusts far exceeding what he had done before, the lewd sounds of flesh slapping together becoming
one.

"I'll make you marry off your daughter, I'll make you marry off your daughter..." the father kept muttering this phrase,
as if he had lost his mind, his penis growing larger and larger. Finally, the engorged penis, swollen to its limit, thrust forward, the glans
squeezing into his wife's uterus, releasing a torrent of life's essence.

"...Ah! Husband...ah...ah...ah..."

A blush of sexual pleasure spread from his wife's neck, enveloping her entire alluring face.
His wife trembled, her soft, crimson lips parted, and after a soft, seductive scream, her body went limp,
her chest heaving violently, her breathing erratic.

The husband, panting heavily, released his grip, and his wife's body stretched out. He shifted his body slightly, leaning over
his wife's back, burying his head in her thick hair, which still smelled faintly of shampoo, and holding her
soft, slender waist, remaining still.

The wife's breathing gradually calmed. Smelling the strong scent
of hormones , her soft, boneless hand rested on her husband's large arm around her waist. She remained silent for a long
time before finally speaking, "I'm sorry..." "

Is that all you wanted to say?" Her husband tightened his arms, making her feel a little uncomfortable. "I
gave up so much for our daughter, and in the end, it's all turned out like this. It's been half a year, too long. I
can't take it anymore."

"Our daughter isn't a child anymore. She needs to have her own family. She can't stay by your side forever. She
needs her husband's love, just as I need you. And in the not-too-distant future, she'll need her own children.
You can't give her any of that."

"No, I can!" The husband's voice rose sharply, filled with hysteria.

"Don't...she's already married someone else, isn't it pointless to say these things now?"

"...Wife, I hate you."

"I know." The wife's lips curled up, her smile containing too many things.

The next morning, the sky was gray, and fine raindrops sprinkled throughout the city. Liu Zhenyang and
his daughter stood at the villa's entrance, saying goodbye. A taxi with its "available" sign turned off stopped at the villa's steps. The driver
leaned against the window, waiting listlessly for his customer to get in.

"Dad, I'm leaving now." The daughter tried her best to smile more sweetly at this farewell, but unfortunately, it was all in vain. Even with a beautiful smile, her red and moist eyes revealed a deep reluctance and sorrow in
this beautiful girl . "Tell me 'I don't want to go,' say it now, and I'll persuade your mother to let you stay at home for one more day." The father's sharp and piercing eyes were fixed on his daughter, conveying a strong possessiveness. "Dad..." The daughter couldn't bear it anymore, her gaze turning to the garden, where she unexpectedly discovered that her mother was standing behind the large French windows of the villa behind the garden, watching the father and daughter part. "...Have you fallen in love with that bastard? Have you fallen in love with that bastard?! Otherwise, why won't you say so?!" The father's eyes welled with bloodshot veins again, just like last night. His large hands gripped his daughter 's shoulders, trembling slightly. The daughter felt as if her shoulder joints were almost shattered, but she didn't say anything. She hugged her father, pressing her face against his chest. "Dad, I love you. I've always loved you, in the past, now, and in the future. I will never love anyone else but you, believe me." The father no longer cared about the taxi driver who had been watching them say goodbye. He lowered his head and kissed his daughter's bright red lips, painted with glossy lipstick, his rough tongue probing into her mouth. ... With a "click," the taxi sped along the suburban highway ring road. Liu Xun closed her flip phone, its , lost in thought for a moment. The intense sexual sensations of last night still lingered, the image of her father's strong, dark-skinned man holding her during intercourse flashing through her mind—his rough fingers gripping her breasts, ten fingers digging deep into her flesh . Their sticky sweat mingled, exuding an aphrodisiac scent. His hard abdominal muscles stretched and swayed, slapping against her soft, plump buttocks with each thrust of his penis. The dark, veiny penis thrust in and out of her relatively delicate pink vagina, eliciting a series of shy, wet sounds… Liu Xun felt herself getting wet again. She used her fashionable handbag to cover the hem of her dark-colored company-issued skirt, her slender hands rubbing against her black stockinged thighs, gently rubbing her clitoris through the thin silk pantyhose and lace panties . How old was she when she first made love with her father? …Right, sixteen. In the somewhat stuffy carriage, Liu Xun closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, discreetly masturbating , beginning to recall her first sexual experience. The scene of making love with her father for the first time, the feeling of becoming one with her father , the pain of accepting her father's thick penis for the first time, the bright red blood like roses that flowed out when she gave herself for the first time... That year, Liu Xun was sixteen years old. (VIII) "Dad, how come you're so amazing today? My mouth is sore and you haven't ejaculated yet." The daughter raised her head from between her father's hairy crotch. A clear, viscous prostatic fluid formed a silver thread hanging between her father's swollen penis and her tender red lips. She flicked her pink tongue, and the silver thread broke. Then she asked why he was so long-lasting today. The father reached out and gently stroked his daughter's hair, saying with a touch of emotion, "It just feels a little unreal. Today is your sixteenth birthday, yet I still clearly remember you as a baby . Time really flies..." In the warm summer air, the father, wearing only a tight black t-shirt, leaned against the headboard of his daughter's bed. The daughter, dressed in a custom-made, altered school uniform—a summer sailor outfit—stretched her back against her father's legs.

Meanwhile, she was providing him with the special services she had been providing for the past six years.

Her sixteen-year-old daughter had blossomed into a graceful young woman. Perhaps due to the increasing intimacy with her father, her delicate features had become even more
charming and sweet. Beneath her waist-length black hair, her body, clad in a white sailor uniform with black stripes, was shapely and alluring. What
were once just small buns adorned with pink cherries had now grown into full peaks that her father could grasp and play with.
Because of her arched body, her slender waist was exposed outside the sailor uniform, revealing a large
expanse of white flesh with a tender pink glow. Her plump buttocks were covered by a high-quality black pleated skirt, which clung tightly to the curves of her upturned buttocks
, barely concealing her silky lace panties. Two shapely, curved legs were encased in
opaque, pure black stockings that extended past the knees. The smooth stockings stretched from her delicate feet to the mid-thighs,
creating a striking contrast between the black stockings reflecting the sunlight and the exposed, pale white thighs. This was her father's favorite thing;
his daughter had discovered this six years ago, and since then, she too had fallen in love with stockings.

"Don't get distracted, okay? Xiao Xun is trying really hard to get Daddy to ejaculate in my mouth," the daughter
pouted , her cheeks puffed out, her rosy lips glistening with her own saliva and her father's pre-ejaculate
. As she spoke, she grabbed her father's throbbing, erect penis and squeezed it slightly.

The father thought his daughter was incredibly cute at that moment. He leaned in and kissed her
glistening lips. The daughter obediently closed her eyes, letting her father's tongue explore her mouth.
Saliva gradually increased in her mouth, and the father and daughter's saliva mingled together, swirling in
each .

The passionate kiss lasted for over half an hour. When their lips parted, the daughter was intoxicated. Her eyes were hazy with desire
as she looked at her father's hardened face, her heart pounding more fiercely than ever before. She was about to make that request, the
request she had wanted to say for six years.

"Daddy, eat Xiaoxun. Xiaoxun is sixteen now, and her body can accommodate Daddy's big stick
."

The father wasn't too surprised. He just stared at his daughter without saying a word, but his heart was beating just as fast as hers.

The reason he was still hesitating wasn't because he cared about ethics or anything else; it was just that the shadow of his recklessness six years ago, which had caused
his daughter to cry, hadn't completely faded.

Six years ago, his daughter wore Qin Jing's stockings and gave him oral sex. The father was very impulsive and wanted to enter his daughter's
little mouth. As you can imagine, he couldn't even fit the head of his penis in. Instead, he made his daughter cry out in pain
. On one hand, his daughter's body was indeed too small; on the other hand, his
penis was simply too large. Some of the women he had sexual relations with took a long time to
adjust to its size.

Because of this, his daughter's virginity was delayed for six years, during which time they could only kiss,
perform oral sex, and foot fetishes…

"Daddy, come on, consider it my birthday present." The daughter grabbed her father's rough hand and pressed it against
her already very full breasts.

Through her sailor uniform and her ever-present undershirt, the father gently massaged his daughter's breasts. The daughter smiled happily
and kissed her father's lips.

Underneath her clothes, everything except her knee-length black stockings became an obstacle. The daughter, stripped down to only her stockings, was held
in her father's naked, muscular arms. His penis, fully erect and veined, parted
her labia, ready to perform the sacred initiation ceremony for her.

The daughter's fair arms wrapped around her father's thick neck, her lips close to his ear, her voice soft as she said,
"Daddy, I'm yours."

The father kissed her neck, his lower body thrusting forward suddenly.

"Ugh!"

the girl groaned in pain, her eyes tightly closed, glistening tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. Her arms
tightened . Bright red blood flowed from where her lower body had joined with her father's, staining the pure
white sheets like a vibrant red rose.

Her father froze, his pupils dilating, his eyes unfocused as he gazed at his daughter's tear-streaked
face. A feeling he had never experienced before began to spread through him.

It was an emotion Liu Zhenyang had never felt before, an emotion she didn't know how to call. It
was like a warm spring flowing continuously within her heart, gentle and persistent, brimming with passion and tranquility
… Perhaps, this was love?

Liu Zhenyang's pupils narrowed as she looked at her daughter, her eyes beginning to gleam with an unprecedented tenderness.

He gently kissed his daughter's eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips... His right hand, with thumb and forefinger
, pinched her pink nipple and began to rhythmically knead it. His left hand reached behind her, stroking her smooth, delicate
back to help soothe the pain of her ruptured hymen.

His daughter gradually calmed down. She opened her eyes, her gaze hazy with desire, and murmured softly, "Daddy, Daddy
..."

"Feeling better?" her father asked gently.

A shy blush rose on her face. She nodded slightly, opened her mouth
, and bit her father's neck lightly, saying indistinctly, "Daddy... move a little, it's so hard."

Her father tried to penetrate deeper, and seeing that his daughter's face was only red and showed no sign of pain,
he began to thrust quickly.

"...Mmm...uh..." The daughter's blush began to spread, from her neck and face to her entire body, the peach-pink hue covering
her curvaceous figure , incredibly alluring.

The father grabbed his daughter's black stockings, spreading her beautiful legs wider. He
looked down at the place where he and his daughter were joined. His thick, dark penis glistened with oil, tightly enveloped by his daughter's delicate, pink labia
. With each thrust of his lower body, his daughter's soft labia opened and closed, streams of vaginal fluid
mixed with specks of blood moistening his penis, making it easier for him to enter and exit his daughter's body.

"Is it comfortable, my sweet daughter?"

"...Mmm...it feels warm inside."

"Then can Daddy hurry up?" Actually, the father was already a little overwhelmed by the pace. He wondered if
his daughter's constitution was a little special, but the soft flesh inside her vagina was rhythmically being touched with his thrusting movements,
seemingly unconsciously squeezing out juice, making him unbearably itchy. However, worried that his daughter was experiencing this for the first time,
he didn't dare to be too vigorous at the beginning.

"Mmm, Xiaoxun can take it, Daddy, come on." His daughter bit her tender lower lip, looking determined
.

The father gripped his daughter's slender waist, his thrusts becoming increasingly rapid and violent. The daughter, experiencing sex for the first time
, gasped and moaned as her father's large penis clenched around her. Her soft flesh inside her vagina moved more and more frequently, squeezing him and sending waves
of pleasure through him. The father exclaimed, "My good daughter, your pussy is truly exquisite."

"Better than...better than Mommy's...mmm?"

"Yours is the best, baby. Let's change positions." The father grasped his daughter's plump buttocks, withdrawing
his penis slightly, turning her body around so she was lying face down on the bed, her buttocks raised, for a rear-entry position.

"Daddy, I feel your penis getting bigger again," the daughter said, squeezing her father's
penis with the soft flesh of her vagina.

"It's not that mine got bigger, it's just that this position made your pussy tighter." The father patted his daughter's
buttocks, and his waist began to thrust again.

The daughter gradually became familiar with intercourse, her movements clumsily responding to her father's advances. She turned her head,
"Daddy, kiss me."

Her father's tongue explored her mouth, his thick penis thrusting inside her body.
The feeling of being one with her father made the daughter feel like she owned the whole world.

The lewd sounds of flesh slapping and seductive panting echoed in the daughter's room for more than ten minutes.
The daughter, being a virgin, quickly reached orgasm.

"Xiao Xun...it's...it's broken." Her toes, encased in black stockings, curled stiffly, her whole body
trembling slightly. The rosy hue of desire accumulated to its most alluring moment. Experiencing her first orgasm,
the daughter's vaginal canal tightened to its limit, gripping her father's penis tightly, and her juices gushed out.

Scalded by the daughter's juices, the father didn't try to suppress himself, thrusting his penis deep into his daughter's uterus,
his glans wide open, and hot semen gushed in.

"Huff, huff..." The father's penis remained half-erect in his daughter's vagina. Father and daughter embraced tightly,
panting, savoring the afterglow of their orgasm. The room was utterly quiet, save for the sound of their gradually slowing breathing.

Once their breathing had calmed, the naked father and daughter gazed tenderly at each other.

The daughter gently traced the lines of her father's back muscles with her fingers, her face filled with happiness as she said, "
Daddy , I love you."

The father ruffled his daughter's hair and kissed her forehead. "My dear daughter, I love you too."

Several days passed peacefully. That afternoon, it was Liu Xun's school dismissal time.

Liu Zhenyang sat listlessly on the sofa, newspaper in hand, glancing back occasionally towards the front door, waiting for
his daughter to appear.

Liu Zhenyang had this habit since his daughter was little, but it became
even He constantly longed to see his daughter and her delicate body.

Just as he was getting impatient and preparing to take a car to pick her up from school, the door opened, and his daughter appeared
behind it.

"Dad... I'm home."

His daughter seemed a little strange today; her smile wasn't quite natural, and she kept her hand on the collar of her sailor uniform.
After greeting her father, she quickly ran back to her room. Sensing something was amiss, the father
asked from outside his daughter's closed bedroom door, "Xiao Xun, what happened? Tell Daddy."

"Nothing, Daddy."

"Then open the door, Daddy will come in and see."

"..." After a while, his daughter reluctantly opened her bedroom door. Liu Zhenyang noticed
she had changed her clothes: a tight pink tank top, white cotton panties, and semi-transparent knee-high stockings—very
alluring. Liu Zhenyang looked away and saw her sailor uniform crumpled up and stuffed under the bed, only
a corner peeking out.

Liu Zhenyang felt increasingly uneasy. His daughter, like his wife, was very clean; she always folded
her clothes neatly. Why was she acting so strangely today?

Liu Zhenyang walked around his daughter, squatted down, and picked up her sailor uniform.

"Daddy..." his daughter bit her pink lower lip, tears welling in her eyes, looking aggrieved and on the verge of tears
.

Liu Zhenyang looked closely and noticed a large tear in the collar of her sailor uniform, and
the pleated skirt also showed signs of being torn. Liu Zhenyang's heart sank, but reason told him that now
was not the time to react.

"Come on, sit on Daddy's lap," Liu Zhenyang patted his strong thighs.

The daughter obediently sat down beside him. Liu Zhenyang embraced her, kissing her hair and softly asking,
"Tell Daddy what happened? Daddy will stand up for you."

The daughter buried her face in her father's chest, inhaling his familiar, strong masculine scent.
The emotions she had suppressed on the way home suddenly burst forth. "Waaah…Daddy…" she sobbed.

Liu Zhenyang kissed away the tears on his daughter's face, gently patting her back to help her calm down
before asking what had happened.

The daughter clung tightly to her father, trembling slightly, and tearfully recounted what had happened that afternoon.

The daughter had almost been raped!!!

After being "developed" by Liu Zhenyang, the already charming daughter exuded an even stronger, alluring
aura. At school,
every man with a modicum of courage confessed his feelings to her in various ways, including teachers. Every day, her shoe cabinet was overflowing with love letters, and boys she met
would rush to her side after each class.

She was remarkably like her mother back in the day.

Then, trouble struck. After saying goodbye to her friends at the bus stop, the daughter, still waiting on the bench
, was caught off guard when three thugs brazenly covered her mouth in broad daylight, tied her up, and dragged her into a dark
alley , intending to commit some disgusting act. The onlookers were either stunned or indifferent. Fortunately,
a policeman happened to be passing by and rescued her from the thugs. The policeman was young and handsome, and some
kind of captain. His grateful daughter gave him her home address and phone number, and he took her home.
Since nothing serious had happened, the daughter, wanting to avoid trouble, tried to keep it a secret from her family,
but her father found out.

Liu Zhengyang sighed and patted his daughter's head affectionately. She was still too young, hadn't
experienced the dark side of society, and was easily fooled.

Liu Zhengyang wasn't stupid; in broad daylight, someone dared to commit rape next to that prestigious school.
Just then, a policeman happened to pass by the secluded alley. He was tall, handsome, and young.

That policeman was the real protagonist.

After getting the policeman's name and the physical characteristics of the three thugs, Liu Zhenyang prepared to make his move.

He returned to his and his wife's room and opened a drawer in the corner of the wardrobe that hadn't been opened for years. It
was nearly empty, containing only two items: a gleaming silver semi-automatic pistol and a jet-black
dagger with deep blood grooves. Liu Zhenyang took out the pistol, skillfully fiddled with it for a moment, and then put it down. He took out the
dagger sheath, clearly showing signs of use, and closed the drawer.

He changed his clothes—jeans, a black jacket—the dagger, still in its holster, securely fastened to his side,
concealed by the black jacket.

Liu Zhenyang is furious, more so than ever before. "How dare you touch my daughter? Are you tired of living?
When I killed people back then, you weren't even embryos yet!"

Liu Zhenyang had once gone astray. His adoptive father was a division commander in a field army, a renowned martial arts
expert in his youth. Liu Zhenyang inherited his skills, and at the age of fourteen, after a fight with his father, he ran away from home. Penniless,
Liu Zhenyang unwittingly became a henchman for the underworld—or, to put it more bluntly, an assassin. Liu
Zhenyang's martial arts skills were dazzling, especially among a group of young thugs his age. The leader of the underworld
organization greatly admired his skills and his young age, and arranged for him to assassinate several other
underworld bosses.

This caused a huge uproar throughout the city. Liu Zhenyang's father was eventually brought back to the city, enraging his superiors.
After reporting to higher authorities, the military was mobilized, completely dismantling the city's criminal underworld.

For the next decade or so, the city became known as a safe and secure place. Consequently, Liu Zhenyang's name
spread widely within the underworld; in several nearby cities, "Brother Yang" was a golden name, someone you could mention but not touch. Mentioning
Brother Yang, which gangster boss or cop wouldn't tighten their belts? He doesn't even look in the mirror before he
peees! He's trying to pick a fight with my daughter over a woman, he's asking for it!

Before setting off, Liu Zhenyang made a few phone calls.

"Hello, is this Director Zhu? Hello, it's like this..."

"Black Monkey, it's me..."

"Wife, I have something to tell you, you need to be mentally prepared... Right... tell Mom? No need, right?
...Okay then... I've decided, that's it."

Liu Zhenyang opened the door and was surprised to find his daughter standing there.

"Daddy, are you going out?" His daughter looked at him timidly.

"Yes, Daddy's going out to handle your matter, I'll be back soon."

"I... I'll go too, okay?"

Liu Zhenyang smiled. "You'll see something unpleasant, okay? Be a good girl and wait for me to come home." He said,
ruffling his daughter's hair.

"Okay..."

After putting on his tall leather military boots and inserting the key into the rarely used black Harley motorcycle, his daughter
spoke .

"Daddy."

Liu Zhenyang, already wearing his helmet, turned to look at his daughter.

"Kiss."

"Heh."

After a passionate kiss, Liu Zhenyang set off.

It was almost an hour later when everything was over, and that was only because Liu Zhenyang acted quickly.

His daughter looked at her father, her eyes welling up with tears. Liu Zhenyang wasn't missing any limbs, but
he had some injuries—blood, mainly concentrated on his cuffs and shoes, clearly splattered, some still
raw, bright red, and emitting a fishy smell.

"Why are you crying? Daddy's perfectly fine." Liu Zhenyang smiled, intending to gently stroke his daughter's hair,
but seeing the blood on his hands, he withdrew his hand and headed towards the bathroom on the second floor. "Daddy's going to
take a shower ."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Liu Zhenyang, completely naked, was standing under the showerhead when he suddenly noticed
someone entering the bathroom.

His pretty daughter, wearing only black stockings, walked in with small steps, her rather large breasts jiggling with
her movements, quite alluring.

The father turned off the showerhead, licked his lips, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to give Daddy a bath," his daughter pouted her soft lips.

The father swallowed, his naked penis instantly erect, pointing straight at his daughter's face.
He pulled his daughter closer, kneading her soft, white buttocks, a lewd smile playing on his lips. "Let me wash
my good daughter ."

"We both need to wash," the daughter said, licking her father's nipple. Her slender fingers grasped his thick, long penis,
beginning to gently undulate.

After a groping, wet bath, the daughter, panting softly, lay on her father's strong chest,
her face flushed, gazing at him with fascination.

"What are you looking at?"

"Looking at Daddy, Daddy's so handsome."

"Daddy's old, not handsome anymore," the father said, his thick fingers gently caressing his sixteen-year-old daughter
's tender anus.

"Mmm..." the daughter groaned. "I'm not old at all. Daddy is the most handsome, much more handsome than those little boys
. And Daddy isn't old at all. Not only can he make love with both Mommy and me at home without getting tired, but he also satisfies
so many aunties at the club, hee hee."

"My good daughter likes older men?"

"I only like Daddy."

The father felt a warm glow in his heart and kissed his daughter, his tongue greedily sucking inside her.

"Mmm... Daddy, you're so good..."

As her father's lips left her face, the daughter suddenly let out a soft "Ew," and excitedly
said , "Daddy, let's play a fun game!"

The father pulled his penis out of his daughter's vagina, and a mixture of their vaginal fluids gushed from her
rosy labia. He fondled her plump, smooth labia majora and asked, "
What game do you want to play this time?"

"Hehe." The daughter grabbed her father's large hand, which was covered in semen, and took it into her mouth. She
swirled her tongue around, swallowing the semen. After licking it, she pouted her moist red lips and said with a grin, "This time we're going to play a new game,
role-playing, a story about a womanizer and a high school girl. Daddy is the womanizer and rapist, and I'm the weak girl you
caught ."

The father opened his mouth wide, looking dumbfounded, but his previously limp penis was now
erect .

"Hehe, you perverted daddy, I knew you'd like this. Come on, tie me up first."

"This... how do I tie you up?" The father didn't react for a moment.

"Get into character, get into character. How can a womanizer ask a girl how to tie someone up?" Even as he said this,
his daughter's eyes still drifted towards her stockings.

The father felt his lust rising uncontrollably. This charming little vixen! The father pressed down on
his daughter's full breasts, grabbed the base of her already soaked black stockings, and roughly pulled them down.

"Ah! You pervert! Let me go!" His daughter struggled, her acting quite convincing. The more she
struggled , the more her father's lust grew. Without removing the stocking from her other long, beautiful leg, he took
the black stocking she had just taken off, stretched it into a long strip, and quickly tied her wrists behind her back.

"You bastard! Let me go! Let me go!" The daughter struggled even more fiercely, her long, flowing hair
cascading down her back, and glistening tears streamed down her face.

The father hesitated, unsure whether to continue so roughly. He usually
doted , never being this rough before. Had he gone too far?

His daughter, still with tears in her eyes, winked playfully at him, indicating that it was alright and they could continue. The father, relieved
, picked up his daughter and placed her on the floor beside the bathtub. He raised his hand and gave her soft, tender
buttocks .

"Smack!"

"You little slut, once Grandpa's big southern shove goes in, you'll be begging me to put it in!" The father spread his daughter's two white, tender thighs apart
with both hands , his swollen penis pressing against her vulva.

"Let me go! Let me go! Waaah..." The daughter shook her head desperately, biting her lip tightly, her thighs
clenching inward to prevent her father from spreading them. Unfortunately, her strength was too weak compared to her father's, and it had no effect. Instead, it made
the father even more aroused. He could no longer hold back, and his penis thrust forward, penetrating his daughter's tight little hole.

"Ah..." the daughter moaned, her body trembling. The force that had been gripping her legs tightly shifted entirely to
her vagina , desperately squeezing her father's thick penis.

"So tight..." the father felt an extraordinary pleasure. His daughter's warm, moist vagina was unusually tight due to her deliberate contractions.
He experienced a tightness completely different from the previous times he had made love with his daughter. Pleasure spread throughout his body along his penis.
The father cupped his daughter's firm, white breasts with both hands and began to thrust wildly.

"I'll fuck you to death, you slut!"

"Ah... um... ah..." The daughter struggled more and more weakly, her originally tense buttocks even began
to welcome her father's intrusion. Inside her naturally endowed cavity, the undulating soft flesh, connected with sticky lustful fluid,
moved rhythmically with her father's thrusts, making the penis that was throbbing inside her even harder and hotter.

"Slut, are you enjoying it? Your ass is moving."

"That's... that's because... ah... it's hitting the spot... um..."

"Say it, let me fuck you!"

"..." The daughter bit her lip tightly, looking like she would rather die than say it.

"You won't talk, huh?" The father stopped thrusting, no longer pumping his penis, but rubbing the head of his penis against his daughter's cervix .
"If you won't talk, then I'll stop."

"No... I..." The daughter was caught off guard by her father's sudden stop, stretching out
her long, stockinged legs to wrap around him, her plump feet rubbing against his back.

"Say it, you want my big penis to fuck you."

"I... want your... big penis... to fuck me..." The daughter's face was already incredibly red.
From birth until now, she had never said anything so crude.

The father hoisted his daughter's black stockinged legs onto his shoulders, enjoying the silky feel of the stockings in his hands, and began
to thrust rapidly again. He knew when to stop; he couldn't bear to hurt his precious daughter.

"Ah...fuck me...fuck me..."

"I'm...I'm going to come...ah!" The daughter arched her slender waist, and an alluring flush of sexual desire began to spread throughout
her body . The father held his daughter's sexy black stockinged toes in his mouth, and his glans pressed against her cervix,
ejaculating his sperm without any restraint.

At this moment, a cracking sound was heard.

The father turned around abruptly. The bathroom door was wide open. The mother, dressed in a sexy and alluring office lady suit,
stared wide-eyed at the father and daughter having sex, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief. On the floor,
shards of porcelain lay scattered, and the rich, bitter brown coffee was spilled everywhere…

(IX)

As dusk settled, the city lights twinkled, a tapestry of colors blending brightly and dimly, making
the entire city resemble a sea of lights. Reflected in the sky, only a dim, reddish glow remained;
no clouds or stars were visible. In the city center, on the top floor of the trendy Imperial Building…

The top floor of the tapering building served as its own office, and the owner of this office was none other than Miao Rou'er, the owner of the Dimen
Group and the Dimen Building.

It was midnight.

Miao Rou'er reclined lazily in a large black leather swivel chair, her back to the desk,
overlooking the dimly lit city through the impossibly large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Miao Rou'er looked somewhat tired; her usually well-maintained face showed unusually faint dark circles under her eyes, yet
she remained as elegant and glamorous as ever.

On the soft sofa, her hair was neatly styled in a bun. She wore a well-tailored black and white striped
OL suit, over which she wore a light warm gray silk shirt that clung to her body,
perfectly outlining her full and curvaceous figure. Beneath the tight-fitting skirt that only reached mid-thigh, black semi-sheer
stockings covered her shapely buttocks. Her long, slender, fair legs stretched down the taut curve of her legs, ending in
a pair of pointed black leather high heels that encased her barely visible black stockings. Her feet rested on the ground, her
insteps slightly arched, making the semi-transparent black stockings appear even more taut. Through the stockings, faint
blue veins could be seen rising and falling beneath her translucent skin.

Miao Rou'er crossed her legs, changed the order in which they were crossed, turned slightly to the side, and picked up a glass of red wine with her slender, fair
hand . She swirled the rich red wine in the glass, took
a small sip with elegant grace, then put the glass down and let out a barely perceptible sigh.

A full day has passed since she discovered her husband's incestuous relationship with her daughter. She hasn't been home since yesterday afternoon,
and she doesn't answer her husband's or daughter's calls. She just sits in her office, lost in thought.
Downstairs in the assistant's office, piles of documents lay stacked high, but she had no heart to deal with these
relatively insignificant matters. The most important thing was her own heart.

From the shock and disbelief upon discovering it yesterday afternoon, to the complex memories of the absurd events of sixteen years ago,
and then to self-pity, Miao Rou'er's inner turmoil had never ceased. If her initial runaway was
a protest , now it was a matter of losing face.

Since starting her own business, no matter how busy she was, unless she was traveling for work,
she would to enjoy her husband's embrace and her daughter's innocence.

She just hadn't expected that in the blink of an eye, her daughter had reached the age for sexual intercourse, and with
her father, her own husband, as the object of her affections.

She, who loved her family above all else, broke with tradition and stayed
out all night . What kind of behavior was this? Miao Rou'er laughed self-deprecatingly, brought the wine glass to her rosy lips,
tilted her head back slightly, and took another small sip of red wine.

She wondered if that bastard Zhenyang would misunderstand her and think she was out fooling around all
night
. Miao Rou'er suddenly tensed up again, but then she turned her head and saw the fluorescent antique bronze clock on the dimly lit office wall showing that it was already 12:10. She relaxed.

So, she had been out fooling around for two nights now. Miao Rou'er opened her throat and gulped down the red wine.
A glass of red wine that she hadn't even drunk half of all night was now completely gone.

Miao Rou'er spun her chair around, poured another glass of red wine from her desk into a stemmed glass,
turned around , and stared blankly at the night view.

She raised her glass, about to take another sip.

A large hand silently reached out and snatched the glass from her hand. Then, a familiar
voice rang out: "You rarely drink; drinking like this isn't good."

Miao Rou'er's heart pounded. She pushed off the ground with her pointed black high heels, and the swivel chair spun around.
She saw her husband, Liu Zhenyang, whom she hadn't seen for over a day.

Suddenly, she remembered something. Her black-stockinged feet rubbed against the inside of her high heels, and with another push, the swivel chair
spun back to its original position. She turned her back to her husband without saying a word.

Her husband walked up to her, knelt down in front of her, wrapped his arms around her soft, slender waist, and hugged her. He said
softly , "Come home with me. Our daughter has been crying because you haven't come home for two nights. She's
waiting for you in the living room."

Miao Rou'er's heart softened instantly. She gently pouted her beautiful red lips. "Did someone bring their Harley? I won't go back
without a Harley."

"Yes! Yes!" Her husband was overjoyed, secretly relieved that he had brought the Harley.

"Then... let's go." Miao Rou'er put down her wine glass and was about to stand up. But before she could straighten up,
her legs swayed to one side. Her husband quickly supported her, and suddenly, he was enveloped in her fragrant embrace.

"Maybe I've been sitting for too long, and my blood isn't flowing well..." Miao Rou'er explained, blushing. She felt
this was necessary, not only to explain why she had fallen, but also to explain where she had been for the past two days.

Her husband, of course, understood. He lowered his head and kissed Miao Rou'er. Miao Rou'er responded passionately.

Her husband stirred Miao Rou'er's saliva, which smelled of red wine, his lust rising. His penis was fully erect,
pressing against his wife's lower abdomen through the thin summer clothing, rubbing incessantly.

"Close the curtains..." Miao Rou'er felt the volcanic heat of her husband's genitals against her lower abdomen,
and her own desire was ignited. She pressed her full body tightly against her husband,
speaking indistinctly as they kissed.

Her husband pinched her full, large buttocks, then
lifted her sexy, semi-transparent black stockings with his strong arms, suspending her in the air before placing her on the luxurious desk, almost the size of a bed. With his free hand, he
lightly tapped a standing LCD screen on the desk.

"Whoosh!" The dark folding curtains on either side of the wide-open French windows slid inwards, instantly
blocking out all light. The room was plunged into darkness, save for the faint glow of the
touchscreen . Her husband pressed his lips to his wife's, about to kiss her again.

"The door isn't locked yet; Mingmei might come in," Miao Rou'er said softly, blocking her husband's lips with her hand.
Ai Mingmei, Miao Rou'er's chief assistant.

Unable to do anything else, the husband reached out and tapped the electronic touch control panel a few more times.
After a few clicks, the office on the top floor of the Imperial Building was completely isolated from the outside world.

In the darkness, the sounds of kissing continued. The husband's large hands skillfully removed Miao Rou'er's clothes in the almost completely dark room
: a straight, form-fitting skirt suit, a soft silk shirt, a sexy, see-through bra,
leaving only her beloved soft stockings that clung tightly to Miao Rou'er's rounded thighs.

The husband had also finished undressing, his erect penis, throbbing with excitement like a large iron rod, twitching as it saluted Miao Rou'er.
The husband thought for a moment, then tapped the electronic touch panel again. A warm yellow lamp lit up, illuminating the naked
couple a romantic atmosphere. He grasped his penis, pressed it against Miao Rou'er's bright red vulva, and rubbed it against

the clear, lubricating fluid she secreted , ensuring it was fully lubricated before inserting it. "Wait," the husband said, looking at Miao Rou'er with a puzzled expression. Miao Rou'er looked at her husband's face, which appeared . She slowly said, "I don't want to see your face today. Come in from behind." Her husband smiled, hugged Miao Rou'er's soft pink buttocks, turned her around, and made her lie face down on the not-too -high desk. He raised her round, full buttocks, spread her two alluring and sexy black-stockinged legs, and aimed his already swollen, purplish-red glans, thrusting it in easily, reaching her cervix. "Mmm," Miao Rou'er groaned with satisfaction, her vaginal walls clamping down on her husband's penis. "Phew, wife, your vagina is so tight. After all these years, it's still like when you were a virgin," the husband exclaimed, his lower body beginning to thrust vigorously. His charcoal-black penis, thicker than Miao Rou'er's wrist, used her vaginal fluids as lubricant, moving in and out of her narrow vaginal opening. Miao Rou'er cooperated by twisting her fair buttocks, making her husband's thrusts smoother. Her two slender, beautiful legs swayed with each thrust, rubbing against the polished office desk through her thin stockings, creating a constant hissing, lewd friction sound in their ears. "Even if it's tight, it's not as tight as the vaginas of those young girls in your club. Even if it's tight, it's not as tight as my daughter's..."

"My vagina is tight." Thirty-one-year-old Miao Rou'er gasped, a slight sourness emanating from her voice.

Her husband didn't know what to say, but felt he had to do something. He lay on Miao Rou'er's back,
gently kissing her soft face, his hands reaching around to her front, grasping her swaying E-cup breasts.
Using her breasts as a fulcrum, he thrust even more violently.

"Do you think I brought this on myself?" Miao Rou'er's breathing
became more , and tears welled up in her eyes without her realizing it. "These past two days, I've often thought about what happened sixteen years ago.
It's so ironic... Oh... Sixteen years ago, I gained everything because of my daughter, and sixteen years later, I
lost ."

A tear slid down Miao Rou'er's face.

"You haven't lost everything. I'm still here, and our daughter is still here. Nothing has changed." Her husband licked
away her tears with his tongue.

"It's changed! Everything's changed!" Miao Rou'er bit her red, tender lower lip. "My daughter
is different from those lovers you brought back just because they were hot-blooded. She's my daughter, she's my daughter!"

Her husband fell silent, only kneading her full breasts, changing their smooth, moist
shape , his penis thrusting relentlessly towards her G-spot, making her even more excited and happier. The spacious
office suddenly quieted down. Under the warm yellow light, the naked couple silently copulated, their flesh
swaying , only the sounds of flesh slapping and panting echoing in the air.

"I'm...I'm going to cum." The husband felt a bit sensitive today, and actually ejaculated before his wife. "Wife,
where should I cum?"

"Mmm...Cum inside, cum inside."

After a dozen or so rapid thrusts, the husband moved his right hand to the base of Miao Rou'er's black stockings, parted the sexy
lace , inserted his forearm into the semi-transparent black stockings, felt the smoothness of her skin in his palm, his penis pressed against her uterine
wall, released the urethral opening, and let the thick semen spurt out.

"...So hot...Mmm!" Miao Rou'er gently pressed her slender hand against her lower abdomen,
reaching . Her body trembled slightly, and her vaginal canal kept gushing out vaginal fluid, which mingled with her husband's semen
.

After the climax, a pink blush and slightly hot sweat spread all over Miao Rouer's body, making her exude
a . Her husband's hard and strong chest and abdominal muscles were pressed against her sweat-eroded back. His right hand
continued to caress her sweaty thigh skin in the black stockings, and his left hand kneaded her soft and plump breasts.

Her husband rested his head on her round shoulder, put his lips close to her ear, and said in a soft voice: "With you
and your daughter, that's enough. Tomorrow, I will go and close the gym."

Miao Rouer quickly turned her head and stared into her husband's eyes.

The husband nodded affirmatively.

Miao Rou'er's eyes reddened again. She turned to the side, letting her full, white breasts sway, her slender
arms hooking around her husband's thick neck. Her rosy lips pressed against his, passionately kissing him.

In the office, the flames reignited.

A month later. At a resort on the outskirts of the city.

In the small villa rented by Liu Zhenyang and his family of three, the three sat on a simple, pure white sofa. Liu Zhenyang sat
in the middle, his wife Miao Rou'er on his left, and their daughter Liu Xun on his right. They were watching a home theater.

His wife hadn't lost her temper since returning home, nor had she brought up the relationship between her husband and daughter or anything similar.
Neither of them were likely to bring it up. Occasionally, when Liu Zhenyang was affectionate with their daughter in front of his wife, she didn't
react much, only blushing. Days passed in this way, but the air of debauchery and ambiguity lingered in
Liu Zhenyang's family. Liu Zhenyang simultaneously possessed two stunningly beautiful women: his 31-
year-old sexy wife and his 16-year-old charming daughter.

Liu Zhenyang also kept his promise and shut down his lewd women's fitness club, even though the club's beauties
were heartbroken.

A month later, to improve the relationship between mother and daughter, Liu Zhenyang suggested a trip. Both mother and daughter agreed,
and the family of three appeared at a resort on the outskirts of the city.

Liu Zhenyang looked at his wife and then at his daughter, feeling utterly blissful.

His wife, having skipped work and staying home, wore only a thin, semi-transparent black
silk nightgown. The delicate straps and lace hem barely covered her hips. Occasionally, she would tuck
her legs in, revealing her entire fair thighs and dark red thong, making her incredibly sexy.
His daughter was also dressed lightly in a loose pink dress. Although the hem covered half her thighs, her slender
legs were clad in pink stockings, and her smooth pigtails perfectly blended her innocent
and sexy aura.

He licked his slightly dry lips, pretending to look at the projector screen, while his hands touched his wife's and
daughter 's beautiful legs.

Hmm? The wife and daughter turned to look at Liu Zhenyang simultaneously. Seeing his feigned seriousness, they exchanged
a knowing smile. While he continued to caress her legs, they simultaneously attacked Liu Zhenyang's
genitals .

The daughter pulled down her father's hot pants, and Liu Zhenyang's already erect and thick penis sprang out.
Before his greasy glans could stop swaying, the mother's slender, white hand grabbed the black, rod-like shaft and
began to gently knead it.

"Oh..." Liu Zhenyang moaned lewdly.

The daughter bent her pink stockings, grasped the clinging hem of her right thigh, and gently slid it down, removing
the stocking from her right leg, revealing a large expanse of flesh. The daughter gestured for her mother to stop, then slipped
her still-warm pink stockings onto her father's penis. Supporting her father's hairy thighs, she slightly parted
her tender lips and took most of Liu Zhenyang's hot penis into her mouth.

The wife, watching her daughter sucking and swallowing the stockinged penis between her husband's legs, showed a hint
of surprise in her eyes. Then, she curled her rosy lips into a smile, lowered her head, swaying her ample breasts, and cupped her husband's testicles in her hands,
licking the portion of his penis that wasn't being sucked by her daughter and the wrinkled scrotum.

"Oh...that's amazing...wife, daughter, you're so incredible~~~" Liu Zhenyang's face
was flushed , his expression utterly lewd.

Under the bright sunshine, in the small country villa, on the pristine white sofa, a seductive mother and daughter lay prone.
She used her soft lips and tongue to service the swollen, thick penis of a 1.8-meter-tall
middle lust, as his large hands greedily caressed their beautiful legs. The noisy sounds were still
coming from the home theater speakers, but they did nothing to dampen the passion of the three disheveled people on the sofa.

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