alluring daughter

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The weekend is here, so here's a little something to bring you joy. I hope you enjoy it.

He placed his daughter's feet on his thighs, and thanks to his hands supporting his back, he didn't completely expose his embarrassing erection.

For Lao Li, after enjoying a Western meal, although he felt the red wine wasn't as pleasant or potent as white wine, the aftertaste, especially when faced with his daughter's shapely legs, was already arousing. How could he not feel anything during the massage?

Although he leaned slightly to avoid her, the chaotic rhythm of his actions, while trying to restrain himself, made Lao Li's heart tingle and itchy, causing his mind to shift uncontrollably. One

moment he felt guilty, silently cursing himself for being a vile and unfit father; the next, his eyes were fixed intently on his daughter's body. Especially the constant scent of her legs wafting from his nostrils, a cacophony of emotions tormented Lao Li, causing him great distress.

This hazy, confused state easily leads to various illusions, especially in the hazy state of being drunk.

Under the influence of alcohol, desire overwhelmed his rational neurons, and everything gradually reverted to his primal instincts.

Old Li seemed to have forgotten his current predicament. Subconsciously, he knew he was uncomfortable with an erection, yet he couldn't help but fondle his daughter's tender feet. Perhaps it was the thin, sheer nightgown she wore, or perhaps the flesh-colored stockings on her legs were too alluring, their vibrant colors shimmering and constantly attracting his attention, making him unable to resist touching and looking at them.

Knowing it was like a moth drawn to a flame, he was still recklessly pursuing it—playing with fire. However, Old Li, emboldened by alcohol, had become even more emboldened by lust, his cowardly nature emboldened, making him to hesitate and unwilling to let go. This very hesitation, coupled with an intense sense of repression, fueled his growing excitement.

In a confused state of mind, his eyes became particularly cunning. His daughter's stockings were alluring, but her sheer nightgown only fueled his fantasies. He savored the sensation, his mind racing. Even through the nightgown, he could see his daughter's full, plump breasts, spread wide like the number eight—so tempting!

He had touched those breasts before; they were heavy and firm, not sagging at all, but rather, due to her age, even larger and more impressive. A pang of jealousy stirred within him. "I, her son-in-law, have touched them all. This...this is too good to be true! Ah!" A man's gaze, when fixed on a woman's body, is usually limited to a few things. Some like legs, some breasts, some faces—the myriad forms of humanity exist, each searching for their own desires, deriving pleasure from voyeurism, and then indulging in fantasies.

A duality of mind swayed Lao Li; perhaps this was human nature, oscillating between light and darkness, his heart constantly shifting and changing. When one side of the scales outweighed the other, it gradually tilted. Unable to reach the grapes, filled with envy and a sour feeling, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander. Wherever there was something special, Lao Li had to see it.

Scanning around, when he saw his daughter lying on the sofa, looking blissfully relaxed, he couldn't help but comment again. Even if she hadn't drunk any red wine, the rosy glow on her cheeks was captivating.

Relaxed, Li Xia lay on the sofa with her eyes closed, letting her father massage her legs. Hey! Was she asking for a reward? Having also drunk red wine, the intoxicating feeling left Li Xia feeling weak all over, and she especially wanted her father to give her a massage… During the massage, she reminisced about the feeling before she got married, especially snuggling up to her father and acting coquettishly. She loved that feeling; the lightheaded sensation was wonderful.

Isn't it said that a daughter is her father's lover from a past life? He can't get enough of that love. This is a continuation of the passionate love from a previous life. Even after drinking the Meng Po tea (a metaphor for forgetting past lives), it continues in this life, continuing to pamper her, indulge her, and favor her, until she finds a new home. He won't want her to suffer even the slightest grievance, continuing to care for her, cherish her, and worry about her, until the end of life, when he can no longer help her. Perhaps this is fatherly love—selfless and unreasonable. Because it comes from the heart, even the most ambiguous feelings are still expressions of love.

Amorous feelings played out in the bright living room, like the May breeze, caressing faces and stirring the heart... Old Li stole glances at his daughter's dazed, drunken state. Seeing her blissful expression, he had already tiptoed, raised his left leg, and placed his daughter's legs on top, using this method to relieve the swelling in his groin. Then, Old Li's hands slowly and gently massaged his daughter's feet, starting from her rounded toes and slowly working his way down to her smooth soles. He enjoyed the smoothness of her flesh-colored stockings while savoring the warmth of her feet, thoroughly indulging in his groin.

Her uneven breathing could easily be explained by the natural reaction to alcohol; after all, her chest was rising and falling, and she probably wouldn't think anything of his rapid breathing.

During this time, Lao Li seemingly casually moved his hands when undisturbed, but in reality, his mind was already overflowing with desire. In his mind, if his daughter were truly asleep, he could relive the heart-pounding feeling of the afternoon. Unfortunately, his daughter was only pretending to sleep, and he didn't dare to be too unrestrained.

Ironically, Lao Li's state of mind was exactly what it felt like to steal: his nerves were taut, his eyes were unfocused, his body was trembling with tension, and his breathing was erratic. Perhaps Lao Li was just a novice, not yet reaching a higher level, unable to remain unmoved even when Mount Tai collapsed before him. In comparison, he could release his desire, even if it was just a tiny bit, and although he didn't realize it, it was already a breakthrough for him.

The daughter's straight calves were extremely long and slender, with fleshy and plump calves that shone brightly under the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings. Not to mention, the curves formed between her calves and her round and full thighs were so captivating that even her father, Lao Li, couldn't take his eyes off them. It was clear that the length and symmetry of those two jade pillars could not be simply described as "fitness".

The sheer fabric, barely concealing her genitals, aroused and teased the restless desire within Old Li. When he saw the plump mound between his daughter's legs, a mixture of shame and pleasure flashed through his mind again, recalling the scene of caressing and touching his daughter's body that afternoon. "My daughter looks just like my wife. Back in the day, she was at my beck and call. The feeling at this age is incredibly nourishing, especially when it's inside me, hehe~ it's absolutely amazing..." As he fantasized, Old Li felt increasingly hot and restless. His penis, already eager to get started, was even overflowing with semen, slippery through the foreskin, making him feel utterly awful. Yet, he had to endure the tingling and numbness in his left leg. He continued to indulge in his fantasies… Just as Old Li was lost in his thoughts, a voice called out, “Grandpa, is Mom asleep?” Caught off guard, his grandson’s voice was like a thunderclap, making Old Li’s heart tremble. And just like that, his raised left leg fell to the floor. His hands were caressing and kneading his daughter’s calves, and those soft, plump calves seemed to have eyes, scraping against Old Li’s erect penis, rubbing against his lower abdomen and landing on his thighs. Old Li had to bend over and tighten his back. In a hurry, he quickly crossed his left leg over his right. The instant tingling and numbness in his left leg and the pressure of his penis made Old Li slurp.

Li Xia’s consciousness was somewhat blurred; she was enjoying her father’s massage. The feeling was so familiar and warm. A tingling sensation kept spreading through her soles. She was already feeling a bit languid, and the sudden sound of her son's voice was fine. However, after her father landed, she felt as if her right leg had hit something and slammed into his legs. The process of landing and lifting her leg made Li Xia realize what had happened in an instant after she regained her senses. Her already flushed face turned even redder.

Without time to think too much, Li Xia quickly pulled her legs back, sat up straight, and looked at her son, asking, "What's wrong?" "Mom, I want to take a bath, hee hee~ You can bathe me," Chengcheng said crisply. After satisfying his appetite with a Western meal, he played games in the bedroom for a while. Chengcheng was thinking that he wanted to play to his heart's content after taking a bath, so he thought of his mother and wanted her to take a bath with him.

Glancing at the ticking clock beside her, it was only a little past eight. Seeing her son's excited expression, Li Xia already knew what he was thinking. She nodded and smiled, saying, "Hmm~ Let your grandpa shower first, then Mom will shower with you later." Li Xia put on her slippers, stood up, and affectionately patted her son's head. Turning around, she caught a glimpse of her father's sly look. She playfully scolded, "Dad~ Did you forget to call Aunt Zhang?" Old Li chuckled after his daughter caught him peeking, then slapped his forehead, saying, "Look at my brain! Right, right, I should call Aunt Zhang to discuss the wedding, hehe~." Old Li gave a vague answer, remaining seated on the sofa without moving. Not only was he feeling guilty, but the soreness and numbness in his legs wouldn't allow him to move.

Li Xia nudged her son and said gently, "Baby, go back to your room and play for a while. Mom will call you later." Seeing her father rubbing his left leg, Li Xia chuckled. "I'll run you a bath. Take a relaxing soak and don't keep yourself feeling so stressed." With that, she swayed gracefully toward the bathroom.

After pressing the adjustment switch, the water flowed slowly into the bath. Looking at the clear water in the bath, Li Xia thought to herself, "I should let my father end his single life soon. Living alone all the time is not a good feeling. If it goes on for a long time, won't he get bored?" Thinking about her father's private life was a bit abrupt, but as someone who had been through it all, and as her father's precious daughter, if she didn't consider his life, how could she expect her brother to? He himself was confused... After leaving his sister's house, Xiao Yong felt extremely agitated. He took a taxi straight to the countryside. While oxygenating the pond, he kept thinking about his father's remarriage. As he thought about it, he thought of his mother. The more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became. A man in his thirties, sitting in the small house where he guarded the fishpond, had tears welling up in his eyes.

Xiao Yong's heartache stemmed from his father's remarriage, which reminded him of his deceased mother. After a moment of sadness, he felt somewhat better and lit a cigarette, trying to comfort himself. "My sister is right. She worries so much about Dad, and her husband isn't around. She's really suffering. If Mom were alive..." After a few puffs, Xiao Yong felt a sore taste in his mouth, so he threw away the cigarette butt and lay down on the simple wooden bed. Tossing and turning, he muttered angrily, "My sister knew it was wrong, so why did she support Dad's remarriage? How could Dad be so bewitched by that vixen? Doesn't he even know what she's made of?" He tossed and turned in the stuffy little room, sighing helplessly, and finally drifted off to sleep. His temperament was truly something else!

Xiao Yong's dissatisfaction naturally carried over to the dinner table, and after drinking, he couldn't hide his frustration, sighing repeatedly. Seeing Xiao Yong's displeased expression, Chen Zhanying inquired about the situation. Upon learning of his in-laws' remarriage, although he didn't know the exact date, he seemed to have a clearer understanding than Xiao Yong. He had even encouraged his older brother, Wei Xi, to remarry. Regarding his in-laws' situation, he analyzed the specifics, clarifying the details before speaking with a sarcastic and mocking tone.

"Xiao Yong," Chen Zhanying said, "you're used to laughing and joking, but how come you're even less perceptive than me? What era are we living in? Don't you have this kind of thinking? It's not that I'm criticizing you, but even after becoming a father, you're still so playful, without considering other people's feelings? He's been taking care of your mother for over two years, is that easy? Heh, you rascal." "Dad, look at what you're saying! I just don't like that vixen, I didn't say anything else!" Xiao Yong was already quite annoyed, but his father-in-law's words were tantamount to repeating what his sister had said earlier. This whole situation had left him all alone. During the scolding, Xiaoyong kept glancing at his wife, hoping to hear some comforting words, but his expression was rather comical, his neck tilted to the side, his eyes darting around.

Seeing his father shaking his head like a rattle-drum while scolding his husband, and the husband looking so unreliable, Xiuhuan and her mother laughed in unison. The two whispered in each other's ears, "These two, father and son, are really a pair of clowns!" "Hehe, look at your sour face. Your sister used to take time out of her busy schedule to help your father and take care of your mother, why don't you say anything good about that? Now you're complaining about her. No one has the right to say anything about her, and you have even less right to say anything." Chen Zhanying observed coldly, the past was vivid in his mind, and what he said was the truth. In addition, he was old enough to consider things from the perspective of his in-laws.

Xiuhuan gave her father a wink, then, from her own perspective, began to advise and comfort her husband… As a daughter-in-law, Xiuhuan recalled the days she lived with her in-laws. They had always been considerate, caring, and tolerant towards her, never asking for anything in return.

In contrast, while she and her husband had been concerned about her mother-in-law's health during that time, they hadn't truly appreciated it, nor had they set an example like her sister-in-law, making time to care for her ailing mother-in-law. Since becoming a mother herself, Xiuhuan had a profound understanding of her parents' nurturing grace, no longer as carefree as she had been as a couple.

Having come to understand, Xiuhuan naturally appreciated her sister-in-law's good intentions. No matter how considerate children are, they are always busy, and distance can't quench immediate thirst. It's not as reassuring as having a spouse by your side, even if that spouse is a relative newcomer! She explained this principle to her husband in detail, which was also a way of reminding herself that obedience is filial piety, and family harmony is more important than anything else... Old Li lay naked in the hot tub, leaning against the backrest, his smooth, tender skin not slackening. After soaking for about twenty minutes, his relaxed skin felt refreshed, even his testicles were bulging, his dark penis limp between his legs, still quite large despite its limpness.

Just as Old Li got up and stepped out of the tub, before he could even dry himself, the bathroom door opened, and his daughter walked in carrying a set of washed towels.

Old Li was naked, his bare bottom exposed. Under the bathroom light, his dark penis contrasted sharply with his smooth, white body, making his body appear even whiter and his penis even darker and larger.

Good heavens! How could his daughter keep seeing him in such an unsightly state? Old Li hurriedly covered his genitals with his hands, only to have his daughter wrap him in a bathrobe in his panic.

"Dry your hair, do you want to blow-dry it?" Having often accompanied her son to bathe, Li Xia, as someone who had been through it all, was naturally used to her father's nakedness. While instructing her father, she tied a knot at her waist because her skirt was a bit trailing, and then bent down to clean the bathtub.

Her daughter's pert buttocks were wrapped in ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose, and her thighs alone were enough to make one want to savor them. The flesh reflected the light, and the color shining through the tautness was bright and vivid. Her thighs looked as if they had been coated with a layer of clear oil, making one want to put their hands on them and touch how smooth and soft they were.

Ever since he saw his daughter wrap her nightgown around her waist, Old Li's eyes hadn't been able to take it all in. Old Li had his eyes glued to his daughter's round, pert, peach-shaped buttocks at close range. Her bent-over posture accentuated the plumpness and protrusion of her vulva.

The mounds between her thighs looked freshly baked, emanating a hazy, almost feminine allure, drawing his gaze to this mysterious and exposed triangle. The two brownish-flesh-colored labia majora were encased in tight flesh-colored stockings, though a strip of fabric was embedded in the cleft—was it even effective? Old Li

stared intently at his daughter's private parts, his trembling heart trembling as he involuntarily cried out, "Xiaxia's vulva is so plump!" The thought had barely formed when the towel covering him was pushed up at his groin. At that moment, he could clearly feel his penis becoming aroused again.

After cleaning the soaking tub and adjusting the temperature and filling it with water, Li Xia turned around and noticed her father's unusual expression. When she realized he was staring at her body, she was both amused and exasperated. Taking a hairdryer from the storage cabinet and standing in front of her father, Li Xia chided, "You don't even bother to dry your wet hair, like you're some kind of precious treasure." The "precious treasure" she referred to was naturally her son, but using it for her father aptly captured his childlike nature; as he aged, his childlike curiosity only intensified.

With his head pinned down by his daughter, Old Li was unaware of how many times he had felt embarrassed that day… Once the hairdryer was turned on, the warm air blasted out, and because he was looking down, his daughter's swaying body caused her large breasts to bounce back and forth. As a normal man, although he was a bit older, this didn't hinder Old Li's physical reaction, and his heart began to stir again.

"Chengcheng's grandfather used to say that it's bad for your health if you don't dry your hair. Dad, you must remember what your daughter said!" Li Xia gently stroked her father's hair while using the hairdryer to dry it. She gave him her instructions with concern, just as she would to her son. The rich, mature maternal scent that naturally emanated from her, along with her mellow body fragrance, made her ample breasts appear even more plump and trembling with the movement of her arms.

Her nipples bounced joyfully, standing out clearly through the thin gauze nightgown, like ripe mulberries standing on branches waiting to be picked. They were incredibly sensual, like pulsating waves, constantly teasing Li Xia's tense yet excited body, making him lose himself in the ambiguous room, not even noticing that his bathrobe was gradually loosening.

"Hmm~ So energetic, hehe~ Such a handsome guy... Ah~" Li Xia put down the hairdryer, examining her father while holding his shoulders and commenting on him. Like a mother, she occasionally tidied his sideburns. Just then, her father's bathrobe silently slipped down, revealing a very prominent area between his legs, which immediately elicited a shy and charming moan from Li Xia. The sound was so alluring and seductive.

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