Blessed with a daughter, spring returns again

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A Blessed Daughter Brings Spring Again

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

However, there are occasional exceptions. This particular house, for example, was originally the smallest and simplest in the area.
There were no flowers or grass around it, only some shrubs that didn't require frequent trimming and maintenance. The owner
moved out , and because there hadn't been a buyer, he entrusted a real estate company to rent it out.

The house's left neighbor is a two-story building, beautiful and tidy, with a large backyard covering approximately 3/8
acre. The back and left sides of the yard are both eight-foot-high brick walls, covered with dense ivy, with lush trees inside
. However, the right side of the backyard is just a row of four-foot-high red wooden fences. The house is surrounded
by neatly trees. In the center of the backyard, in a spacious area, stood a rectangular swimming pool measuring 25 yards by 16 yards.
A diving board was installed at the deeper end. The water was crystal clear, reflecting the azure sky and wispy white clouds.

Early April in the southern United States was already quite warm.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon. On the stone-paved balcony not far from the pool, the homeowner, Donald,
sat in a reclining chair, a parasol supporting the picnic table in front of him. Donald put down his newspaper, leisurely sipped
his coffee, and looked up, admiring the beautifully manicured flowers and plants in the yard, enjoying the
peaceful .

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

For months, the garden maintenance company has been sending people every Wednesday to trim the plants, fertilize, and mow the lawn; the house
is vacuumed and cleaned weekly, and the service has been consistently satisfactory to Donald.

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

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

A widow in middle age, Donald hasn't had many opportunities to meet women since his wife's death, but he hasn't met anyone who truly "moves" him.

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

Looking into the backyard, he was surprised to find that the stripes on the central section of the low fence on the right
were noticeably different from those on the adjacent sections. He wondered why. He hadn't noticed it when he bought the house.
Beyond this fence was the backyard of the rental house. On two separate occasions, Donald had seen a middle-aged man wearing a construction
helmet ; it seemed the renter was likely a construction worker.

Donald's gaze shifted to the clear, still swimming pool. From the monthly bills from the maintenance company, Donna
knew that they sent someone every Wednesday to clean the surface and bottom of the pool and test the pH value (note: a
qualitative test for acidity and alkali) to ensure the water quality was neutral. But Donna himself still hadn't figured out how to effectively use this swimming pool. "Thinking of this, Donna couldn't help but smile.

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

The dark green swimsuit clung tightly to her milky white skin, creating a striking contrast. What was particularly striking was that the girl's
firm, upturned breasts pushed the small bikini top high, while the bikini bottoms tightly hugged her protruding
buttocks, creating a beautiful curve. The narrow swim trunks seemed to dig into her buttocks, leaving her round, snowy buttocks almost
entirely exposed. Even with just a fleeting glimpse, Donald noticed that the girl's face was incredibly beautiful and captivating.
The girl's sudden appearance reminded Donner of a dream he once had: he had longed for a
daughter , but he had never been so fortunate.

Donner looked away, habitually suppressing his fantasies, and continued reading the newspaper, savoring this rare moment of tranquility.

"Hello!" The girl next door greeted Donner from outside the low fence.

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

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

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

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

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

As she finished speaking, the irregularly striped fence opened, revealing a well-hidden movable gate.
No wonder Donner had found the fence strange earlier.

The girl stepped through the gate and expertly closed it behind her. She walked towards Donald, and he immediately sensed
a powerful, captivating beauty and sensuality emanating from her. She approached him slowly, her
natural steps displaying a uniquely elegant feminine grace. Her beautiful,
developing , drew Donald's gaze like a magnet.

"Ah! She's so beautiful!" Donald thought to himself, a silent admiration.

"My name is Leah," she said, extending her slender hand.

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

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

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

He hoped she hadn't noticed his strange look.

Trying to avoid sexual thoughts, Donner found a topic: "That's quite a peculiar gate. I've lived
here for five months and never knew there was a gate like that leading to your backyard!"

"I've been watching your backyard and noticed that people often come to clean and maintain it, but you seem to never
come here, so naturally you wouldn't have noticed the gate. Mr. Peirce
installed so I could easily enter his backyard to swim. They're so kind...
but they themselves don't use the pool often."

"From now on, you're welcome to use the pool anytime. I have long working hours, leaving early and returning late, and I'm often not
home. It feels good to know that someone will come to the yard and swim in the pool!"

"Thank you!"

With that, Leah jumped into the pool and swam back and forth. Donner also flipped through the newspaper again, but he couldn't bear to
look at it ; Leah was too attractive. He simply put the newspaper down and focused on watching Leah swim. He discovered that Leah was
a skilled swimmer. She swam back and forth in the pool, trying several different strokes: butterfly, backstroke, breaststroke, freestyle—each
with remarkable agility and speed. When she reached the edge, she somersaulted and turned in the water, just like a professional swimmer.

Donald's gaze followed Leah's graceful figure across the pool...

Forty minutes later, Leah finished swimming and came out. Donald noticed her nipples were erect,
pushing Through the tight, thin swimsuit, he could clearly see her nipples, like two plump little grapes.

The overly tight bikini bottoms revealed nothing: her mons pubis and the outline of her swollen labia were
clearly visible. Donald felt his mouth water, and his penis became erect. He was glad he
hadn't taken off his tight bra under his underwear when he got home, lest he lose his composure in front of the underage girl next door whom he had just met.
Donald couldn't help but gaze at Lydia's beautiful body with intense sexual desire, though he kept telling himself not to have any
impure thoughts; what he saw
was just a beautiful and lovely neighbor girl.

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

"Ah! Thank you! I need one."

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

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

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

"I know education is very important. Only those with a good education have a future!" she said earnestly.

Donald sensed that the beautiful girl before him, not yet thirteen, was not only physically more developed than other girls her age

, but also mentally precocious.

She continued telling Donald other things. Donald gazed at her, admiring the girl's sweet beauty,
nodding in agreement, and occasionally offering his own small opinions in agreement with Lydia. Lydia
revealed in her conversation that her mother loved her dearly when she was alive, but after her mother's death, no one cared for her anymore. Her father never...
He was a heavy drinker and often treated her roughly. Donald wanted to know more details, but Leah seemed
unwilling to discuss it further and changed the subject. Donald wisely didn't press the matter.

Donald started to feel hungry and wanted to have a barbecue picnic. There was a propane (gas) grill on the balcony, and
the refrigerator was stocked with fine steaks and fresh lettuce. Donald had originally planned to have a steak picnic in the yard today.

"Will your father be home for dinner tonight?"

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

"Well, I'm just about to start a barbecue picnic in the yard. Would you mind having dinner with an old man like me?
I can assure you you'll have a fine steak and delicious salad."

"Ah, Mr. Barsons, I'd be happy to have dinner with you. I find it very lonely and boring to eat alone,
and I'm not

good at cooking." "Please don't call me 'sir,' just call me 'Donald.'" "I have a rather good talent,
and that is cooking. And I love cooking! I would love to welcome you to have dinner with me."

"Ah, then I must go home and change my clothes before I come back."

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

Donald took out two fillet gingon steaks (Note: premium tenderloin, often
wrapped in a bacon and grilled simultaneously), placed them on the propane picnic grill, and heated them over a low flame. This was his usual technique;
he would grill them briefly over high heat before the inside was fully cooked and the juices had seeped out, creating an extremely delicious and tender
steak. While the steaks were heating, Donald went into the kitchen to mix the salad and prepare
the mushroom sauce to be poured over them. Just then, he heard Leah's clear voice.

"Donald, where are you?"

"I'm in the kitchen. You can 'smell' it from the sunroom!"

Donner heard the sunroom door open; his salad and mushroom dressing were just finished. "

Do you like that kind of dressing?" Donner asked,
turning around to see Leah entering the kitchen.

Leah was wearing shorts and a backless, neck-tied bra, her breasts
prominently displayed , clearly braless. Donner's eyes lit up; the sudden, refreshing sight almost made him
drop the salad plate.

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

Leah turned to retrieve the cutlery, revealing her flawless, milky-white back. Looking at Leah's rounded , beautiful
buttocks below her slender waist, Donner felt a surge of desire. His mindset seemed to revert to that of a fifteen-year-old boy,
filled with admiration and longing for this innocent beauty.

"When she grows up, she'll captivate countless men, breaking their hearts!" Donald thought to himself.

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

learned much more about her background:

* Leah's thirteenth birthday was in two months.

* She had been selected for the high school swimming team, and in all swimming events, she was
the best swimmer among the new members. Her backstroke was second in the entire school, only slightly behind an eleventh-grade (second year of high school
) student. The coach had high expectations for her. (According to US regulations: Students
can join teams in 7th grade (first year of junior high) for various sports, but cannot officially participate in inter-school competitions until 9th grade.)

*Her high school has won the championship in the girls' division of the island's high schools for the past two years. The school and coaches have decided, as per
usual practice, that the school pool will remain open for the first two months after the start of summer vacation, but
will be operated under the name of a community swimming team. The original school team members will continue to train, and weekly competitions will
be held .

As a team member, Leah should participate in these training sessions and competitions. However, according to regulations, team members
must wear a "one-piece" swimsuit
during training and competitions. A year and a half ago, her mother bought Leah two swimsuits: one for swimming team training and competitions, and the other a bikini that can only be worn outside of competitions.

In recent months, she has grown rapidly, and the "one-piece" swimsuit was stretched out last week and
can no longer be worn. Without that swimsuit, she cannot participate in swimming training or competitions. She desperately wanted a stylish "
Speedo" swimsuit. She had asked her father to buy her one, but he refused, saying
he couldn't afford it and that swimming training or competitions were meaningless, like "cow dung," and told her to give up.
Leah felt quite helpless about this.

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

* She still didn't have a boyfriend. Many boys had asked her out multiple times, but her father always forbade it, saying she
was too young. Therefore, she had never accepted a date or attended any special holiday
parties.

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

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

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

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

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

"Don't get too excited! I'm older than you; I might submerge you!"

Leah laughed, sticking out her tongue at Donald, then skipped and hopped home to change into her swimsuit. Donald went back inside,
momentarily forgetting where he had put his swimsuit; he hadn't been swimming in years. Finally, he found it in his gym closet.
He found a pair of swimming trunks, and thankfully, his physique remained unchanged; the trunks still fit him perfectly. Donner, carrying two clean, large
towels, went to the poolside to wait for Leah.

After a long while, Leah reappeared.

"Why did you take so long?!"

"My swimsuit was still wet. Have you ever worn a wet, small swimsuit? It's so hard to put on!"

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

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

A moment later, Leah stopped at the deep end of the water and called out to Donald defiantly, "Come on, you coward!"

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

Donald wasn't going to back down either, immediately retaliating with his own paddle and trying to get closer to Leah to push her head underwater.
But Leah nimbly dodged; her swimming skills were too agile for him to catch. After several chases, Donald finally
reached Leah, but she quickly slipped behind him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tried to push his head underwater.
Donald felt her breasts pressing against his back—a very strange sensation. He grabbed her
arms and pulled her into the water with him... After playing like this for a while, Donner kept reminding himself to
keep to a limit and not to take advantage of her private parts.

"Stop!" A few minutes later, Donner called out, laughing and panting, "Ah! Leah, you win! Let's
call a truce, okay?!"

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

She wiped the water droplets off her body, her pert breasts swaying up and down. Donner felt his penis rapidly becoming erect,
but thankfully he had already secured it with a tight-fitting brace.

"Donner, thank you for the delicious dinner and for letting me use your pool. I hope your water fighting skills will improve, so
we can have another evenly matched battle!"

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

After saying goodnight, Leah left through the invisible gate. Donner's mind was still filled with the alluring figure
and radiant voice of Leah, a sweet feeling welling up inside him.

For

the next two weeks, Donner was extremely busy at work, returning home late, and he didn't see Leah. But judging from the water stains by
the pool and on the balcony, he was certain Leah had been swimming. For two weeks, the image of that
alluring young woman's body, tightly encased in a small bikini, had lingered in his mind, and he thought he should find a way to see her again.

Donner wrote a short note, asking if Leah would be free to come home early that day, and he would arrange to
come home early on the same day to meet her. If her father wasn't home that day, he wanted to invite her to dinner. After writing the note, Donner
put it in an envelope, addressed to "Leah," and affixed it to a conspicuous spot near the diving board at the pool.

The next day, Donner returned home late and found a letter stuck to the back door of the sunroom. That was Leah's reply.
She told him she could come home early this Thursday; her father wouldn't be home that day and wouldn't be back until the following evening.

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

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

"Hi! How have you been these past two weeks?" Donald asked with a smile.

"Hi, Don! I'm so glad to see your letter. Schoolwork is going well, but I
haven't , and I probably won't be able to participate in the upcoming summer swimming competition either. I need a one-
piece swimsuit, but my father still refuses, saying he can't afford it... although I know he doesn't really
not ."

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

"Leah, your birthday is in two months, and I was just thinking of buying you a present. How about I buy you
a new swimsuit you like right now, as an early birthday gift? Your father will agree, won't he?"

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

"Don't say anything! I can afford it, and I'd love to help you! All you need to do is swim hard and
win your race!"

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

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

For Donald, the twilight passed far too quickly! As dusk fell, Leah finished her practice and came ashore,
using the towel Donald had prepared for her to dry her hair and the water droplets on her body. After saying goodnight to Donald, Leah gracefully slipped
through the fence and went home.

Donald watched her departing figure, feeling quite reluctant to part. He had a dual feeling towards Leah: although
deep down he harbored a strong desire for sexual intercourse with her, he also genuinely hoped to have a lovely daughter like
Leah , and he would do everything in his power to cherish her and let her
grow up in happiness and joy.

The next day, Donald was very busy with work at the company and didn't return home until around 8 p.m. There was no
note left by Leah on the back door, and there was no water on the poolside, confirming that Leah hadn't come that day. Was she sick? Donald felt
uneasy puzzled. Although they had only met twice, Leah seemed to have become a part of his life.

The next day... The third day... Still no news.

It was Monday again. Donald returned home early at four o'clock. Arriving in the backyard, he heard the back door of Lydia's house

creak open, but Lydia didn't appear.

"Lydia!" he called from the low fence.

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

"Lydia, are you home?"

Still no reply. Those few seconds of waiting felt like an eternity to Donald.

Finally, there was a response.

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

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

"How do I open this door? Lydia, I have to see you, I have something to tell you!"

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

A moment later, with a "clack," the door opened, and Lydia stood inside, head bowed in dejection. Donner
inwardly cried out, "This isn't Lia! This isn't the Lia who nimbly tumbled in the pool, challenging me!"

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

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

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

"No, this wasn't an accident."

"Were you beaten?"

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

Donner immediately realized that this was probably the heinous act of barbarity committed by Lia's alcoholic father. Lia
had mentioned that her father had treated her roughly on many occasions, and Donner immediately felt extreme indignation.

"Why did your father treat you like that?"

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

"I think I should call the police. Next time he might seriously injure you and break your bones."

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

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

Donner thought of one of his familiar clients. He was a famous lawyer at a well-known law firm in the city,
who was very grateful for Donner's excellent service, which had saved the law firm a lot of unnecessary expenses and allowed it to make
huge legal profits. He had repeatedly stated that if Donner were to be involved in any legal matters, he would serve as Donner's pro bono
legal counsel, providing him with free legal services indefinitely. In fact, Donner's accounting and tax expertise was something they
could hardly obtain from any other accounting or tax firm, which made them extremely grateful to him. Donner decided to
contact this lawyer friend first thing tomorrow morning.

"When is your father coming home?" Donner asked.

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

Donner calculated in his mind that he had four days left; he needed to find a solution to this problem within those four days
. Such a father is truly despicable; we must never let him...
"Lia, how have you been eating these past few days?" "

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

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

No, I look so ugly, I don't want my classmates or teachers to see me." "

I'll call Jenny right away. She's my company's accountant and a beauty and makeup expert; I
'll ask her to come and give you some plastic surgery."

********** ... After learning about Leah's situation, Jenny felt great sympathy. Although she was busy, she was willing to help voluntarily and drove over immediately, estimating she would arrive in thirty minutes. 　　After Leah had a drink and some snacks, her complexion improved. Donald sat beside her, and Leah looked at him , resting her head on his chest and sobbing softly. Donald comforted her gently, stroking her hair tenderly. 　　"Don't be afraid, I will protect you. I will definitely find a very reliable way to prevent him from touching you again ." 　　"How can you do that? He is my father!" 　　"Don't worry, I will handle this." 　　Donald then realized that he really needed the help of his lawyer friend; they would definitely find a way . Although Donald wasn't a lawyer, he knew that abusing a minor child to the point of injury was absolutely unacceptable under the law, and the perpetrator would be punished. 　　A car drove up to Donald's driveway in his front yard; Jenny had arrived on time. 　　"I don't know how to thank you for your help!" Donald thanked Jenny, who had rushed over immediately upon hearing the news. 　　Jenny's first words to Leah were, "My God, who could be so cruel as to hurt her like this!" She hugged Leah, comforting her like a loving mother. 　　"It was his father. This isn't the first time he's hurt her, but it's the first time I've seen him do it. Looking at these injuries, you can imagine how vicious and ruthless he was!" 　　"What do you want me to do?" Jenny asked. 　　"Well, since being injured three days ago, Leah hasn't dared to go to school. Could you use cosmetic techniques to lighten or cover up the scars on her face?" 　　"No problem! I can do it. And I can teach Leah, so she can do it herself later!"

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

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

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

Jenny helped Leah sit down and began to do Leah's makeup and explain. Donald went to prepare dinner and drinks.

The steak was ready in a little while. Donald called out, "Leah, dinner is ready!"

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

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

When Donald looked up, not only were the purplish-black marks under Leah's eyes gone, but the abrasions on her face and arms
were gone. Jenny enhanced Leah's eye makeup, adding a touch of rosy lipstick to her cherry lips. With her fair skin and beautiful face
, she was stunningly radiant, looking like an eighteen-year-old beauty.

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

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

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

Back in the restaurant, he saw Leah smiling.

"Jenny, you're amazing! I can hardly believe this change!" Leah said happily.

"I completely believe what Jenny said, you're naturally beautiful. You're so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful!

If you weren't a little girl, I'd love to kiss you all I want!"

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

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

A moment later, his senses returned, and Donald realized he had overstepped his bounds. He quickly composed himself and loosened his embrace.

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

They sat down opposite each other at opposite ends of the long table and began dinner. Both were hungry and enjoyed
the delicious steak and other dishes. Donald's other affliction was also relieved: his genitals had begun to soften. He
and Leah sat opposite each other, their eyes filled with mutual admiration and love. Leah was so
sweet, and Donald felt a surge of affection for her, but also a strong desire lurking beneath. He was wary of the latter and knew
he had to suppress it.

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

Mall was only four miles from Donald's house, a short distance away, giving them ample time to shop. Leah
seemed excited; she appeared to have temporarily forgotten the pain of her abuse. But Donald couldn't stop thinking about it; the
thought Leah's abuse filled him with rage.

Shopping at the mall was a rare treat for Leah, for which she was deeply grateful.
Leah 's graceful demeanor and smile seemed infectious, and the beauty department staff greeted her warmly, promptly
purchasing all the cosmetics she needed.

Donald asked Leah if they had any perfume, to which she replied no. Donald led Leah to the perfume counter, and
Leah could hardly believe she was buying perfume. The counter was filled with high-quality, designer perfumes,
all beautifully packaged and dazzling. Under the attentive care of the staff, Leah smelled each one, deciding
which she would like best. To Donald, all these high-quality perfumes smelled wonderful.

"Leah, you can choose two or three you like."

"May I?" Leah's eyes shone with joy, like
a child receiving a Christmas present. Donner was glad he could do something to cheer up Leah, who was feeling sad.

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

"Okay. I'll be right there, it won't be long."

The shop across the street specialized in sportswear, displaying all sorts of "Speedo" products.
As Donner entered the shop, a young female clerk approached him:

"Can I help you?"

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

"We have all kinds of Speedo swimsuits for men and women."

"Do you see that young woman in the shop across the street?"

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

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

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

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

Donna walked back to the beauty salon and sat down on the bench by the entrance. A moment later, they heard Leah's call:

"Donna, I've chosen!"

Donna went into the shop and paid.

"We need to check out another shop," Donna said to Leah.

"Ah! Where else?"

Donna took Leah's hand and walked into the shop called "Sports Village." Carol saw them and came over
to greet them.

"Carol, this is Leah. She needs your help," Donna said.

"Hmm, I've already chosen four outfits, and I'm waiting for her to try them on. Leah, please come with me to the fitting room."

"Fitting room?" Leah was a little confused.

"No doubt about it, I'll wait for you here," Donald said.

Donald waited outside for a full twenty minutes before Leah and Carol emerged from the changing room. Donald thought that girls
are naturally more meticulous; if it were a boy, he would probably have chosen in just three minutes. He was glad he had bought a "one-
piece" swimsuit instead of a "two-piece," otherwise he might have had to wait even longer.

"Donald, they're all very beautiful. But you shouldn't have spent so much."

"Carol, do they fit?" Donald asked.

"They're like they were tailor-made for Leah! Leah looks absolutely gorgeous in them!"

"Leah, do you like the colors and patterns?"

"Ah, they're all very nice. But you shouldn't have done this; you've spent too much."

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

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

"Lia, I'm so happy... I've never had a daughter before, and if I were
lucky enough to have one like you!"

Leah took Donna's arm, clinging tightly to him, and led them to their car. Once inside, Leah took
his hand and kissed the back of it. This made Donna feel a little awkward, but the sensation of her delicate hand and cherry lips
was so wonderful.

"Thank you, Don. No one has ever bought me so many beautiful clothes or shown
me such care and love. I don't know how to thank you enough!"

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

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

"I'll consider it. Ideally, let me know your race time and location a few days before your competition. I'll try
my best to make time to come watch you race."

Donna stopped in front of a supermarket. Leah followed him out of the car and into the market. Donner selected a hastily prepared, pre-cooked

, high-quality cold platter with thin slices of ham and bacon, fresh lettuce, a carton of eggs, milk, and fresh

orange juice.

The car pulled into Donner's driveway; they were home. Leah had seemed quite excited on the way,
as if she had completely forgotten about being injured. But Donner hadn't forgotten; he decided to call
his lawyer friend first thing the next morning.

Getting out of the car, Donner, carrying the swimsuit bag and the food bags, unlocked the gardener's gate on the side of the yard,
meandered along the path along the side wall of the house, and made his way to the backyard, placing the bags on the picnic table.

Pointing to the food bags, he said, "These can be used for your breakfasts and lunches for the next few days. I'll be
back dinner with you… Would you like anything cold?" Donner asked, preparing to
hand the food bags to Leah.

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

"I'd love to!"

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

But as their hands met, Leah pulled him closer, hooking her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately like a lover.
Her whole body pressed against him, and in an instant, Donald was surrounded by her soft, fragrant body.

"Oh no!" Donald thought to himself, his unruly penis immediately swelling again, pressing against Leah's
lower abdomen and mons pubis. He was certain that Leah had sensed the change in his lower body. She pressed her mons pubis against his bulge,
her cherry lips parted slightly, and she placed her delicate tongue into Donald's mouth. Donald held her smooth tongue in his mouth, and she let him suckle. He
found the taste of her tongue incomparably exquisite.

After a long while, they reluctantly released their embrace.

"I really wish you were my father," Leah said, then picked up the large bag on the table and left.

******************************************

The next morning, Donald entered his office and immediately spoke with his friend, George Wallace, the chief lawyer of the law firm
, telling him everything he knew about Leah.

“Well, she’s a minor, and she has no other relatives nearby. If there’s anything I can do about this,
the first thing need to do is find a suitable place to house her… otherwise, she’ll be sent to a state-run juvenile boarding school.”

“Am I qualified?”

“You! Donald! I think you are certainly qualified. But do you understand what you’re going to get involved in? If
you get court approval to be her ‘guardian,’ you’ll be responsible for at least four years, or until she comes of age.”

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

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

Two hours later, George called.

"We've done a background check on Leah's father. He has a history of abusing women,
women . He currently has several cases of assault against women pending trial."

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

"Well, we need to obtain two legal documents: one is an injunction prohibiting him from touching Leah's body,
and the other is a certificate authorizing you to act as Leah's temporary guardian."

"Is that enough? As long as the law allows, I hope Leah will no longer have to 'face' him, and that he will
have no further opportunity to violently assault her. Otherwise, he might harm her even more severely next time."

"Are you really willing to adopt her?" George asked.

"Yes, if that's the only way to ensure Leah will no longer be subjected to violence from her father."

"Okay, then I'll handle everything immediately. If everything goes smoothly, I'll contact you this afternoon."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What do you mean? What news?"

"Do you want me to be your 'guardian'? If so, you can live with me, which
would be very gratifying for me. This house is quite large, with five bedrooms and four full bathrooms. I would be very happy to have you
with me ."

Leah's face showed a confused expression, and Donald could see her doubts and unease.

"How could that be possible? My father would be furious."

"Don't worry. The court has issued a restraining order forbidding him from touching or even approaching you, and he
'll receive the order as soon as he gets home. He can never hurt you again. My law firm has
made arrangements with the county's child safety department, and the judge has approved me as your temporary guardian starting today; they are
processing my application to become your permanent guardian. If all goes smoothly, and you agree,
I can then apply for adoption, making you my legal daughter. I would be more than happy to do so."

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

"The sheriff and my lawyer will meet with him face-to-face and present the court
order prohibiting him from using force against you or approaching you. If you like, you can move in tonight... Well, maybe you should go back
and pack your things now and move in immediately. We'll buy anything else you need
right away . From now on, you're a very important part of my life!"

Leah was overwhelmed by this sudden change, seemingly disoriented and at a loss.

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

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

“I can sense your distress and pain. But I don’t want to see you get hurt
again . However, whether or not to move out is your decision. I think you understand how I feel about
you. If you decide to move out, then don’t leave any messages for your father. I don’t want him to know
where . Let the sheriff and my lawyer handle these details.”

After hesitating for a moment, Leah finally nodded and agreed to Donald’s suggestion. She left the pool, walked over the fence, and
Donald watched her go into the house. He waited for her to reappear, feeling anxious and impatient. She

finally appeared, closed the back door of her house, walked through the fence gate, and turned to close the fence gate. She had changed into jeans
and a t-shirt, carrying a large bag she had brought the night before in her left hand and a small suitcase in her right.

“This is all my belongings. I don’t have much. My father has never bought me anything, and
most of the clothes my mother bought me before are old and too small to wear anymore. What you bought me last night is the most new clothes I’ve
ever .”

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

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

"Leah, this is the beginning of a new chapter in your life. I hope it will be wonderful—as wonderful as you could
ever imagine."

He held her tightly, kissing her forehead. Leah's emotions gradually calmed.

"Want to see your new bedroom?"

"Ah! Yes!"

Leah's eyes began to sparkle, her complexion flushed, radiating a luminous glow. Traces of makeup still lingered under her eyes
, mostly washed away in the pool. Donald instinctively felt she looked like an angel from
a church fresco; she had regained the joyful expression of the night before.

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

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

"There are four unused bedrooms here; you can choose any one."

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

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

"Whatever you like, this is your room,"

Leah exclaimed happily. Tang immediately went downstairs and brought up Leah's swimsuit pockets and suitcase,
placing them in Leah 's bedroom. Leah skipped over to Tang:

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

Lia, I'm so glad you decided to move in. Your arrival has made me a happy old man!"

"No, Don, you're not an old man, you're a handsome, strong, and loving man... Don,
I want to take a good bath and then show you all the Speedo swimsuits you bought me
."

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

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

"From now on, you should enjoy yourself. Tomorrow we'll go buy everything you need.

I don't have any women's daily necessities here; you're the first female guest in this house!"

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

"Lia, I'm truly happy to do something for you. I think you might need some clothes, all kinds of inner and
outerwear... and some small items that ladies like, such as bubble baths... and anything else you might
want."

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

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

the meal, and once everything was tidied up, Donald explained some everyday things to Leah, such as the phone number, the front and back
door keys, and where the food was stored, so that Leah could familiarize herself with the new environment. Afterward, Donald started making coffee, and
Leah went upstairs to her room to shower.

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

Almost an hour later, Leah descended the curved stairs.

"I'm here!" Leah smiled brightly.

She was wearing a
newly Two striped lines ran down her chest, gradually narrowing until they converged at the crotch. These lines made her already
high breasts stand out even more, and the fabric clinging to her crotch accentuated her mons pubis and vulva. Donald
could clearly feel that Leah's nipples were particularly large, and her labia appeared very full and swollen.

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

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

Before Donald, Leah swayed her body like a fashion model, allowing him to see her from
all sides.

"Leah, you look gorgeous. This swimsuit fits you perfectly!"

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

"You've been busy all day; perhaps we'll only try on one outfit each night. Tomorrow we're going to the mall
to shop , and you'll have many more new outfits to try on when we get home, allowing me to admire your fashion show one by one…

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

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

Leah walked towards the sofa where Donald was sitting, but she didn't sit next to him. She raised her knees and knelt on
either side of him, facing him, straddling his lap. Her firm breasts pressed against Donald's
chest , her jade-like arms encircling his neck. She breathed softly, her cherry lips slightly parted, pressing against his, their lips
meeting in a wet kiss. Donald felt only the soft, warm, and sweet taste of her lips, so exquisite.

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

"Ah, Leah, just call me Daddy! My dearest daughter!"

They kissed passionately again. Donald's lower body was already hard, pressing against Leah's bulging vulva. He
was certain Leah could feel his erection, but she didn't pull away, continuing to press close to him, sharing a sweet kiss.

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

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

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

"Goodnight, Daddy."

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

**************************************************

The law firm delivered the newly obtained temporary guardianship certificate to Donald before nine o'clock in the morning, assuring him that everything
was alright. But Donald was still somewhat uneasy; he worried that Lydia's father would come home early and confront her.

The next two days followed the same pattern: Donald went to work during the day, and Lydia went to school. Donald returned home at five o'clock,
and after dinner, he and Lydia went to several department stores in Mall, shopping for a large quantity of fashionable clothes, accessories, jewelry
, warm jackets and pants for after-workouts, various kinds of underwear and sleepwear, and many pairs of the latest women's shoes...
Lydia simply couldn't believe that Donald would spend so much money on her clothes and accessories; her wardrobe quickly
became overflowing. Even though she was very tired when she got home each night, Lydia was always excited and insisted on choosing one or two outfits to wear.
The new clothes were for Donald to admire.

Lydia, already possessing a beautiful figure, looked even more radiant and glamorous in the well-fitting new clothes and with makeup. Donald
felt as if were looking at a stunningly beautiful young model. He was very
proud of Lydia's figure and charm. He felt his love and admiration for Lydia growing deeper.

He had also tacitly accepted her expressions of love: her hugs and sweet kisses. Every time they kissed,
he would quickly become erect, and sometimes she would even press against his erection, naturally twisting and rubbing against it. This made him
feel incredibly sexy and aroused. But he maintained an invisible defense, repeatedly reminding himself that he must guard
this line and maintain this necessary final distance from her. He could passively accept what she gave him, but he must never
actively attack or provoke her. He hoped that in the future, she would realize that his feelings for her were genuine
friendship, not a favor he bestowed upon her for the sake of obtaining her body.

In these few days, Lydia had become a very important part of Donald's life. He returned home, and seeing Leah's
radiant smile filled him with a sweet joy, instantly filling him with
vitality. Leah's arrival was the happiest thing in his life; he was glad to have become a
part of hers.

Thursday afternoon at four o'clock, Donner returned home early. He noticed Leah was visibly upset.

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

"Leah, stay in the room and don't go out for now. I'll call the sheriff and my lawyer immediately."

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

About twenty minutes later, the three came out, got into their respective cars, and drove away. A few minutes later, the phone rang. It was
Donald's lawyer friend calling from his car on his cell phone.

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

No objection?"

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

"He was very decisive, signing so readily."

"At first, his attitude was very stubborn and hostile. This guy was foul-mouthed, calling his daughter a bitch, saying that
whatever punishment or suffering she suffered was deserved, he kept cursing and roaring. But we had an
arrest warrant ready for him: he had illegally abused and violently harmed a child, and the court would not only fine him but also
arrest him and imprison him. We threatened him with this, and he finally complied and signed. Two sheriffs were witnesses on the spot and also
signed the document. This 'no objection' document was officially established and took effect according to law. But this guy was really
a rare character, completely devoid of humanity and family affection. From beginning to end, he never asked a single question about Leah's whereabouts."

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

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

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

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

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

Leah appeared at the bottom of the stairs, wearing a stylish pair of fitted tight shorts and a cool, sleeveless top

. She had used some makeup and looked like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old model. Donald was instantly overcome with lust,
his mind filled with images of the shapely female body hidden beneath the thin shirt and shorts. In that instant, he
forgot he was Leah's new father, and became merely a burly, lustful man.

She gracefully descended the steps, and Donald quickly regained his composure. He relayed the message from Leah's lawyer.

Just then, they heard a loud slam of a car door slamming
shut, followed by the screeching of tires as the car suddenly started moving. They went to the window and saw Leah's father's car speed away.

"Lia! Today is the first day of your new life! I hope your future will be incredibly bright!

Because of you, my life is now filled with warmth again. Until I met you, I realized
how . I am so proud to have a daughter like you!"

"Ah! Daddy! I love you! This past week has been like a whirlpool of change. Look at
me! Don't I look like a grown woman? All the clothes you bought me are so beautiful
and comfortable. I don't know how to thank you enough!"

Lea threw herself into Donald's arms, and the two shared a sweet, passionate kiss. She slipped her delicate tongue into Donald's mouth, letting him
suckle . In the past few days, they had shared several such embraces and kisses that went beyond the usual father-daughter dynamic. She
also knew that when they kissed, his lower body would immediately swell and bulge. For this handsome, strong, kind, and considerate
man, her heart was filled with a love that made her want to be one with him. She hoped that she could make him happy in the future. With
a feeling of devotion, she naturally pressed against his erection, rubbing and circling. Donald held her slender waist tightly, and she felt
a strange excitement and comfort.

Donald felt as if he were in heaven.

After kissing for two minutes, Donald reluctantly ended this sweet intimacy and asked Lian if she wanted to have dinner at home or
out .

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

They ate at McDonald's two miles from home. Father and daughter gazed at each other affectionately from time to time as they
enjoyed their meal.

Back home, Leah went upstairs to do her homework. She had missed two days of school and had a lot of assignments to catch up on.

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

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

********************************************

A month quickly passed.

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

Donald continued to go to work as usual, leaving early and returning late. But no matter how late he came home, Leah would be waiting for him. Leah
had also learned many of Donald's signature dishes, even surpassing him in their deliciousness. They also went to
the market to buy daily necessities and food. Unbeknownst to her, she had become the head of the household chores. Before going to the market, she would write down a shopping
list; she often had excellent shopping suggestions. Once at the market, she and Donald would each carry a portion of the list and
shop separately to save time.

They also had moments of passionate kissing every day. Now, when he got home, he would remove the tight undergarment from his underwear, freeing himself from
its constraints. When they kissed, she would press close to his erection, gently and gracefully rubbing and circling it, feeling the unique pleasure of
touching his masculine features. He would also slide his hands down her slender waist to the curves of her
buttocks, lightly pressing against her round, jade-like buttocks, making the soft flesh of her lower abdomen press tightly against his erect penis
through . But Donald always firmly guarded his final line, not making any further sexual
advances towards Leah. Besides these unusually close and passionate kisses, they were a father and daughter who respected and cared for each other, and
Donald was an exceptionally loving and attentive father. He had started distributing monthly allowances to Leah; with enough
pocket money , she could now go to McDonald's and other snack shops with her teammates and classmates, and she was no longer as
timid and lonely as before.

Leah's body was also changing. She was growing taller and bigger rapidly. Donald and she became regulars at the mall,
constantly buying Leah suitable swimsuits, new makeup, and CDs, etc. Her latest measurement was
105 pounds, 5 feet 5 inches, 34-23-34.

Donald's backyard had also undergone some significant changes. The fence gate was no longer needed, so Donald hired someone to
replace the four-foot low fence on the right with an eight-foot brick wall of the same style as the rest of the perimeter. This made the backyard
more private and secure, completely inaccessible to outsiders, who could freely move around and relax in the yard.

Donald added several comfortable reclining chairs and various garden
tables and chairs to the yard so that Leah and he could relax or sunbathe there at their leisure.

************************************

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

They went to the mall again to buy supplies.

They passed by Victoria's Secret,

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

"We also have all sorts of exotic bras and lingerie here. Feel free to buy whatever you like."

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

"Daddy, I'm ready."

Donald went to pay the bill; it was "Daddy's" duty. The thought of seeing Leah in a
sexy filled him with excitement, making the small amount of money well worth it!

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

"Did you buy two?"

"Actually, I bought three. Two were bought according to your wishes, and I also bought a light blue one."

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

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

Leah reached into the back seat and took a small
paper package .

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

When Donald looked at it, the package was surprisingly small; it seemed like it could only hold a small handkerchief at most. Donald immediately
felt a surge of excitement. Leah wearing this barely-there swimsuit would definitely look incredibly sexy and amazing!

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

With the semester nearing its end, Leah was busy preparing for her major exams for the next few days and hadn't had a chance to
show her new bikini.

************

It was now the last week of May.

It was Thursday. Two days later was Leah's birthday. Donald had already ordered a beautiful gold
heart- necklace, with his and Leah's names engraved inside, to hang on her on Saturday morning.

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

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

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

"I love you too! Sweetheart!"

They embraced tightly, sharing a passionate kiss like lovers. Her hair
smelled , while the back of her ears and neck carried the scent of rose perfume. Donald, of course, wouldn't let the opportunity pass; he kissed
her earlobes and her pink neck tenderly. After a long while, Donald returned to reality and stopped the passionate kiss.

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

"You, Daddy!"

Donald looked at Leah, her eyes filled with passion and sincerity. Her arms hooked around Donald's neck, turning his
head towards her, and they shared another passionate, wet kiss. Donald felt three plump mounds of soft flesh pressed against his chest and
his throbbing lower body; she was slightly undulating, and he immediately felt a warm sensation rising in his lower abdomen. He held her close,
his large, hairy hands stroking her back, then involuntarily sliding down to her round, jade-like buttocks, gently
kneading them. She was only wearing shorts, and through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel
the outline of her panties! His heart pounded... But then a thought flashed through his mind, and he realized he was in danger.

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

"But I want you so much, Daddy!"

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

"Daddy, you don't know how I feel right now. My whole body feels weak, and when you hold me tight, I feel like
my whole body is shaking."

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

Leah reluctantly let go of Donald.

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

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

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

As they were about to go upstairs to bed, Donald realized that tomorrow was Friday, the weekend.

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

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

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

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

"Ah! Daddy, I love you!"

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

"Daddy, I want you so much."

"Want me?..."

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

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

Donald realized he was almost losing control again, but he managed to hold back.

That night, he repeatedly dreamed of him and Lia entwined, tenderly loving each other. Donald woke up in the morning somewhat bewildered.
His intuition seemed to tell him that his feelings for Lia would eventually transcend the boundaries he was currently trying
to limit.

The next day, the company was very busy. But Lia's beautiful image kept appearing in his mind, and thinking of
her filled Donald with a sweet feeling. He couldn't believe he actually had such a
beautiful and lovely daughter! But when he thought of their intimate kisses and rubbing against each other, his lower body immediately felt 　　warm and aroused.
At four o'clock in the 　　afternoon

, Donald finished work and drove home immediately .　　　　****************

... 　　"Give me five minutes, I need to wash up." Donald entered the bathroom, quickly rinsed and shaved, grooming himself. He carefully combed his still very thick hair, thankful that he hadn't lost or thinned his hair like his friends his age. Looking in the mirror, he saw a dashing, handsome middle-aged man. 　　Leah had already applied makeup, a touch of rose lipstick, her hair in a ponytail, wearing a stylish off-the-arm shirt , tight jeans, and trendy two-inch open-toe sandals, making her look even more graceful. Donald instinctively felt that Leah looked like a fit and beautiful eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl; no one would guess she was just a girl under thirteen. 　　On the drive to the supermarket, Leah gazed at the meticulously groomed Donald: "Ah, Daddy, how !" 　　"Thank you, Leah. It's all because I have such a beautiful daughter!" 　　They entered the supermarket, each with a shopping list, and quickly finished buying what they needed.

After getting food, they went to the restaurant.

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

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

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

She took a sip of the wine.

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

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

The main course had been served, and they began to enjoy it. After dinner, they went back to the hotel and bought several dozen
bottles of various different fruit wines.

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

Donald obeyed his daughter's request, went upstairs to his bedroom bathroom to shower, and turned off the tap afterward. He
heard the sound of running water from the showerhead and wondered why Leah was showering again now, having already showered that afternoon.

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

He heard a sound coming from the stairs; it was Leah descending. At first glance, Donald assumed Leah was completely naked,
but upon closer inspection, he realized she was wearing a new light blue bikini with only "three small points" (referring to her nipples), ready
to perform for him. She approached him from about five feet away, a seductive smile on her face, and gracefully turned slowly, allowing
Donald a clear view of her front, back, and side.

The swimsuit was actually just three tiny triangular pieces of fabric. The bra was made of two equilateral triangular
pieces, each less than three inches on each side, barely covering her nipples and part of her areola. The lower piece was a
narrow triangular strip about four inches long and only two inches wide at the top, barely concealing the cleft of her vulva. The vast majority of her breasts, her entire
mons pubis , and most of the outer labia were exposed. The lower triangular piece
was held together only by a thin, transparent ribbon shaped like a "T." The ribbon dug into her snowy buttocks, making Leah's back appear completely naked.

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

"Oh my god! So beautiful!" Donald's heart raced. "Daddy
, what do you think?"

"Lia, you're giving me a heart attack! So beautiful! You're so beautiful! You can't
wear this swimsuit in public."

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

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

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

"Leah, I think we should put our clothes on and watch the movie..."

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

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

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

"Daddy, don't stop!"

Donald didn't stop.

All pretense and self-discipline were gone.

He not only suckled her pink, plump nipple, but he also licked her areola, sucking most of her firm,
white breast into his mouth, as if he wanted to swallow it whole. He suckled her left breast, then her right; then her right,
then her left… He took turns savoring Leah's two plump, erect breasts,
the beautiful breasts he had wanted to suckle the first time he saw her.

Leah moaned, pressing her breasts towards Donald, letting him suckle her firm, cone-shaped nipples.

His large, hairy hands didn't stop either. While he cupped her left breast with his right hand to suckle, his left hand kneaded
her right breast, rubbing her nipple. While he suckled her right breast, he played with her left breast with his right hand. She panted
, her nipples like two pink, carved gems, standing erect on her firm breasts, her snow-white orbs glistening
with Donald's saliva.

He lifted her onto the sofa, spread her legs, and knelt on the carpet in front of her, her
bra already on the carpet. Her moans grew louder, her hips
twisting incessantly. Donner's mouth never left her breasts; he suckled on them alternately for a full ten minutes.

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

Donner buried his head between her legs, licking Lydia's mound, and she writhed even more violently. She reached down and
gently tugged at the knot of the silk ribbon tied around her waist, and the triangular cloth loosened and fell away.

Before Donner lay the ultimate beauty, Lydia's paradise of flesh, which he had yearned for day and night.

Beneath the fleshy mound were two incredibly cute, plump, white, and swollen labia, slightly split due to extreme engorgement, revealing
the pink crease between the labia. The crease was filled with glistening nectar, and a rich,
cloying fragrance, unique to young girls and arousingly alluring, emanated from it.

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

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

Donald's large, hairy hands withdrew from Leah's chest, supporting her thighs and pushing them up and out, thus exposing
Leah 's plump vulva. Below the cleft, there was a small, concave opening. Donald
inserted the tip of his tongue into the opening and licked it for a moment, then returned to licking the bud in the cleft. He repeatedly licked back and forth, and Leah moaned
incessantly.

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

didn't stop. He licked her clitoris, sucking the nectar from her petals... Suddenly 　　, Leah's legs straightened

, her whole body tensed, and she tightly embraced Donald's head with both hands. Warm , moist nectar gushed 　　from her honeyed orifice. Leah cried out, 　　"Ohh ... 　　"Daddy... I want you... I want you inside me..." 　　"Lia, it will hurt a little. You're still a virgin. My penis isn't the biggest, but it will still stretch and hurt when it first enters your body. Are you sure you want it?" 　　"Daddy, I definitely want it. Ever since the first day I moved in, I've wanted to be with you." 　　"Have you had your period?" 　　"Yes, I had it last year, Daddy. The last time was three weeks ago. It'll be back in three or four days." "Hmm, that's good. These two days should be a safe period. The most important thing now is to avoid pregnancy. I'll arrange a doctor's appointment for you 　　next Monday and prescribe medication to take on time." 　　"Yes, Daddy. I'll do whatever you say." 　　Donald kissed Lyia's cherry lips again, her earlobes, her pink neck... then down to her breasts, lower abdomen , thighs, mons pubis, labia majora and minora, and clitoris... He felt as if he had acquired the world's most precious work of art. He kissed almost every inch of Leah's body, but he still felt he hadn't kissed enough. 　　"Daddy, please fuck my cunt!" 　　Donald never expected that this innocent little girl would utter such lewd words as "fuck" and "cunt." 　　Donald took off his shorts, his thick penis standing proudly erect, and Leah reached out and grasped it. 　　"What a beautiful and powerful big cock!" 　　Another taboo word! This little girl knows so much! But Donald had no time to think further. 　　He lay down beside Leah, guiding her to straddle his lap, facing him. 　　"Lia, I'm letting you take the initiative. Do what you can, don't rush. If you encounter any resistance when you sit down, that's your hymen. Once you get past it, my penis can enter your vagina." 　　Lia held Donald's erect, rock-hard penis, placing the large, egg-sized, purplish-red glans on her vulva, twisting her hips as she slowly sat down. The hymen tightly gripped Donald's glans. Lia doubted whether something so large could truly enter her vagina, but she craved it. Instinctively, she twisted her hips and pressed down, feeling Donald's glans gradually penetrate her tight vagina. 　　Two minutes later, Donald's glans disappeared from her sight; it was fully inside Lia's vagina, encountering resistance and stopping. 　　"Now I've reached your hymen. It will hurt a little when I go deeper... but you'll feel good later." 　　Lia moved up and down a few times, and finally, the glans broke through the hymen. A hint of pain appeared on her face. 　　Donald's penis slowly entered her tender vagina. The soft, moist walls of her vagina gripped his thick shaft, and he felt an indescribable pleasure. 　　"Daddy, it hurt a little earlier. It doesn't hurt anymore, but it feels so full." 　　"Lia, try to relax. Your body will gradually get used to it. Now move up and down, and you'll gradually feel pleasure." 　　Lia did as she was told, swaying her hips up and down, her full breasts bobbing with each movement. Donald's penis was tightly enveloped by the walls of her newly entered vagina. Gradually, the tip of his penis, six inches deep, penetrated Lia's body, and the marks of his penetration were visible on her lower abdomen. 　　"How does it feel, Lia?" 　　"Daddy, I've never felt so full and swollen before. It feels both swollen and itchy inside, but it's also very comfortable." 　　Lia began to move up and down slightly. Donald felt his penis firmly locked inside Lydia's vagina. Fortunately it was already very lubricated. With the rise and fall of Lydia's hips, his glans could be pushed in and out of her tight passage like a piston. 　　The friction of intercourse brought him indescribable pleasure. Watching his and Lydia's lower bodies pressed together, his hard penis moving in and out of Lydia's plump and tender vagina, Donald felt incredibly excited and satisfied. 　　Lydia's virgin vagina finally accommodated the last two inches of his penis. The eight-inch penis of the forty-year-old strong man was now fully inside the tender vagina of the twelve-year-old precocious girl. 　　"Daddy! I feel so swollen inside, so uncomfortable, so sore, so itchy... Ah... Oh... Ah ... Ah... Daddy..." Lydia moaned, her hips rising and falling with increasing amplitude. 　　Donald thrust his erect penis, matching Lydia's movements. As she sat down, he thrust upwards, his glans striking the soft flesh of her clitoris. 　　A trickle of vaginal fluid seeped out, making her little opening increasingly slippery. Leah, panting, sat down, rubbing her buttocks back and forth. 　　Suddenly, she felt her clitoris being stretched open, his hard glans penetrating to the deepest part of her.

A strong, tingling sensation washed over her, and she couldn't take it anymore, collapsing limply against Donald's strong chest.

"Daddy, I'm coming again!"

Donald felt Lydia's tight vagina spasming, a warm nectar
flowing , moistening his hard, erect penis, tightly wrapped inside her.

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

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

Donald picked Lydia up, rolling to his side and sitting up. Lydia's arms were wrapped around his neck, her breasts pressed against his chest,
her legs wrapped around his lower back, his eight-inch-long, thick, hard penis still deeply embedded in her vagina. Donald stood up, his strong
hands supporting Lydia's snow-white, round buttocks, and he carried her like this, walking towards the second floor. Lydia felt that
with each step he took, his wooden-like penis struck her soft, clitoris, sending waves of tingling sensations through her.

"Daddy, kiss me!"

Donald lowered his head, their lips met, and he captured her delicate tongue.

The beautiful girl and the strong man were thus intimately intertwined as they entered Lia's bedroom. He pulled back the bedspread and
gently laid her flat on the bed. They remained tightly joined, not separating.

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

His genitals also needed to release their pent-up energy.

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

"Lia, lift your legs and spread them apart. That way, the angle between us will be just right."

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

"Lia, I'm going to start!"

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

"Ah! Sweetheart! How do you feel?"

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

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

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

He repeated these movements. ...

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

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