You are my heartbeat

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Today was the parent-teacher conference. The noisy classroom was filled with parents chatting with their children. Song Kerao glanced at the crowd but couldn't find the person she wanted to see. Disappointed, she packed her bag and prepared to leave. Every parent-teacher conference was the same; that person would only send his secretary, as if her parent-teacher conference was less important than any of his business meetings.

Song Kerao used to wonder if she wasn't good enough, which was why he didn't come. After that, she would work harder each time, getting better grades each time, but he still didn't come. Even seeing classmates being scolded made her feel happy to be scolded, because no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get that person's attention.

Walking out of the school, she wasn't particularly disappointed; it was expected. This monthly exam was the last mock exam, and the college entrance exam was just around the corner. She ranked fourth in her grade. Her homeroom teacher said that with this form, getting into a top university wouldn't be a problem. Going to university had been her goal since childhood, and seeing that she was about to achieve it, Song Kerao wasn't as excited as she had imagined.

Actually, she was just an abandoned child. From as far back as she could remember, she had lived in an orphanage with many other children. He adopted her and provided her with a good living environment. This year marks 13 years; what more could she ask for? Song Ke'rao laughed self-deprecatingly.

Before going home, Song Ke'rao went to the bookstore again, picking out a few reference books to prepare for her final cramming. Usually, she was driven, but today she impulsively dismissed the driver and walked home. The school was quite a distance from home, so it was almost dark when she arrived. Surprisingly, his car was there. Overjoyed, Song Ke'rao ran inside and saw him sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, reading documents.

Song Ke'rao went over and called out, "Dad." Song Zhonglin

put down the documents in his hand, patted the seat next to him, and gestured for her to sit down beside him.

Song Ke'rao couldn't contain her excitement and sat down, yet a hint of nervousness lingered.

"I went to the parent-teacher conference today," Song Zhonglin smiled slightly, glancing at Song Kera's surprised expression. He gently patted her head and continued, "But the conference started late, so I was a little late. You can imagine how embarrassing it was to be stared at by all those parents."

"They probably thought you came to the wrong place. What parent is as young and handsome as you?" Song Kera's face flushed as she finished speaking; she had actually blurted out what she was thinking. Song Zhonglin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Song Zhonglin was only 31 years old, and his handsome appearance made him look even younger. He certainly didn't look like a parent of a high school senior. He had never attended a parent-teacher conference before, so naturally everyone assumed he was in the wrong place. When he greeted the homeroom teacher and said he was Song Kera's parent, the teacher's expression could only be described as one of utter astonishment.

Song Zhonglin found a seat, and the homeroom teacher continued speaking. The parent-teacher meeting was simply a summary of the monthly exam, an analysis of the pros and cons, and a discussion with parents on how to prepare for the upcoming college entrance examination, ensuring the student receives the best care both at school and at home. Song Zhonglin listened attentively.

At the end, the homeroom teacher specifically asked Song Zhonglin to stay behind. It was clear the teacher was slightly nervous; Song Zhonglin had come straight from the meeting, still wearing his usual work attire, and with a blank expression, his strong presence was somewhat intimidating.

"Well, Mr. Song, the reason I asked you to stay is because this is your first time attending a parent-teacher conference, so I wanted to chat with you a little."

"Yes, I'm usually quite busy with work, so I usually have my secretary come to these conferences."

"Ke Rao's mother..."

"Teacher, you can probably tell I don't have a daughter that old, right? Ke Rao isn't actually my biological daughter, but I've always treated her like one. I had no choice but to skip these conferences before."

"I see. Ke Rao is a very studious and well-behaved child, never causing any trouble. She even got first place in her class and fourth in the entire grade in this mock exam—a score high enough for a top school. I hope Mr. Song will continue to supervise her at home and keep her focused."

"Yes, I will remember your words."

"That's all for today then. Thank you very much, Mr. Song, for taking the time out of your busy schedule."

"Teacher, you're too kind. I should be thanking you for taking care of my Ke Rao at school."

It was indeed Song Zhonglin's first time attending a parent-teacher conference in person. Usually, his secretary would report back in detail after the conference, and whenever he heard the teacher praise Song Ke Rao, he always felt a surge of pride. His Ke Rao was truly outstanding. This was the last parent-teacher conference of high school, and possibly Ke Rao's last, so he couldn't resist going himself. Today's meeting was important and couldn't be canceled, so he rushed to school as soon as it ended, but he was still late and naturally missed Song Ke Rao.

When he got home, he still didn't see her and started to worry again. He called the driver to check on her and only felt relieved after learning she was alright. He took a shower and waited for her to return.

"I heard from the teacher today that you've done very well at school. Good luck with the upcoming college entrance exam! I'll try to spend more time at home."

"Really?" Song Ke Rao hadn't expected that not only had Song Zhonglin attended the parent-teacher conference, but he had also promised to stay home more often. Nothing could have been more exciting for her than this news.

"Don't be too happy, I'll urge you to study. My daughter will definitely be the best." Song Ke Rao's reaction made him feel that he had been too unqualified as a parent. Just saying that he would be home more often made her so happy.

"Okay, I won't slack off in my studies, and Dad, you have to keep your word."

"Want to pinky swear?"

Unexpectedly, Song Ke Rao actually held out her finger. Song Zhonglin reluctantly held out his finger as well. Obviously, this action, which was not in line with his age, made him a little embarrassed, but as long as the person in front of him was happy, why not?

The atmosphere at the dinner table was completely different today. Usually, the two of them rarely had the opportunity to sit at the dinner table. Even when they did, they would just eat in silence and occasionally ask about each other's recent situation. It was rare for Song Ke Rao to take the initiative to pick up food for Song Zhonglin today, and all of them were his favorite dishes. Song Zhonglin was pleasantly surprised and also determined how correct his decision was today.

After dinner, they said goodbye, Song Ke Rao went to her room, and Song Zhonglin went to his study.

Around 9 o'clock, Song Zhonglin knocked on Song Kerao's door. For some reason, she suddenly became shy. Song Zhonglin rarely entered her room. She stood up, unsure what to do with her hands, her eyes darting around, avoiding Song Zhonglin's gaze. Looking at the adorable girl before him, Song Zhonglin couldn't help but laugh. He walked over and gently pushed her into a chair.

"Don't be nervous. I just came in to see how your revision is going. Don't be so reserved. You study, I'll just look around and leave in a bit."

How could she not be nervous? Song Zhonglin had always been her idol. She had never told anyone that when she was little, she had fantasized about a prince charming who would rescue her from the bullying of the other children in the orphanage. When Song Zhonglin appeared before her and said he would take her home, she never imagined her wish would come true. The director had said that if you were a good child, you would be happy in the future, so even when she was bullied, she silently endured it. From now on, she would have a father, and she wouldn't be bullied by others anymore. Her father would protect her.

Although life afterward was different from what she had imagined, Song Zhonglin took meticulous care of her in every way. However, he rarely communicated with her, which inevitably made her feel a little lost. She wanted to talk to him and act spoiled with him. As she grew older, she also realized that Song Zhonglin was probably different from ordinary fathers, perhaps because she was not his biological daughter. Thinking about this made her afraid. She was afraid of losing Song Zhonglin, who was the only person in her life she wanted to hold on to tightly.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhonglin came to the parent-teacher conference today and even came to supervise her homework. This was something that had never happened before. Song Ke'rao was inexplicably excited. She couldn't concentrate on her homework at her desk, and her eyes kept glancing at Song Zhonglin. Song Zhonglin noticed her undisguised gaze and straightened her to face him.

"Did Daddy's coming in disturb your studies?"

"No, it's just..."

"Hmm? Just what? Tell Daddy."

"You never cared about my homework before." Song Ke'rao realized that she sounded like she was accusing him, so she quickly added the words "homework" at the end.

Song Zhonglin naturally heard the little girl's grievance. He squatted down, tucked her hair behind her ear, and gently stroked her face. Song Ke'rao lowered her head shyly, avoiding Song Zhonglin's gaze. Today, his eyes seemed to have an indescribable heat, making her heart race.

"Daddy was wrong before, he'll take good care of you from now on, okay?"

The word "baby" brought tears to Song Ke'rao's eyes. Actually, Song Zhonglin hadn't been completely indifferent to her at first. When she first came to this family, he treated her very well, telling her bedtime stories every night and staying until she fell asleep. Back then, he always called her "baby," as if she truly was his child. But after more than a year, he suddenly rarely came home, stopped entering her room to tell her stories, and even stopped caring about her daily life.

Song Zhonglin gently pulled her into his arms, kissing her hair. Hearing her cries pained him more than anything else. He knew the hurt he had caused Song Ke'rao. He had given her a home, but then left her alone here. Who knew how much he missed her?

Song Ke'rao clung tightly to Song Zhonglin, as if letting go would mean losing him again. She cried for what seemed like forever, finally feeling too ashamed to continue, and slowly pulled away from his embrace. His chest was covered in tears and snot, and even his ears were bright red.

"Baby, are you upset with Daddy?" Song Zhonglin knew Song Ke'rao had always been well-behaved, but he was still afraid she might harbor resentment. He couldn't accept that Song Ke'rao disliked him.

Song Ke'rao hurriedly shook her head, but after a moment, she still spoke, "When I was little, you suddenly stopped talking to me. At that time, I thought maybe you didn't want me anymore, and I was very scared."

"It was all Daddy's fault before, but it won't happen again."

Saying this, he wiped away the remaining tears on Song Ke'rao's face and slowly pressed his lips to her eyes. Song Ke'rao's heart seemed to stop beating, and she froze, looking at Song Zhonglin helplessly. She didn't understand why her father suddenly kissed her eyes.

Song Zhonglin was also frightened by his own actions. He really did lose control in front of her. He bitterly thought that he was going to lose her again. He didn't dare to look at Song Ke'rao's reaction and hurriedly left her room.

The next day, Song Ke'rao came to the breakfast table and found that Song Zhonglin hadn't gone to work yet. She moved to his side, greeted him, and then sat down next to him to start eating porridge. Observing Song Zhonglin's expression, which was no different from usual, she felt more at ease and ate her food.

She was initially frightened last night, but then she realized it was probably just her father's concern for his daughter. Thinking this, she was even happier; Song Zhonglin genuinely cared for her. She unconsciously wiggled her feet slightly.

Seeing that Song Ke Rao wasn't avoiding him like the plague, and that he hadn't missed the surprise that flashed across her face when she saw him that morning, Song Zhonglin finally felt relieved. His out-of-control behavior yesterday had kept him awake all night. In his thirty-odd years, he was completely captivated by this little girl. He had considered that if Song Ke Rao disliked him today, he would have to be frank and leave the decision of whether to stay or leave to her, while continuing to support her financially.

Since Song Ke Rao hadn't noticed, he was happy to continue playing dumb, feeling relieved but also a little disappointed.

"You don't have to go to school today, right?"

"Yes, isn't Daddy working today?"

"I won't go today. I want to stay home and spend more time with you."

Another silence followed, both lost in their own thoughts, and they didn't speak again until breakfast was over. Seeing Song Zhonglin still flipping through documents, Song Ke'rao finished eating, said goodbye, and went back to her room to start her studies.

Song Zhonglin's sudden change left Song Ke'rao scratching her head in bewilderment, but she quickly ran out of time for idle thoughts. The college entrance exam was just around the corner, arguably her most important turning point, and she was determined to perform at her best to bring honor to her father.

Only after Song Ke'rao left did Song Zhonglin put down his documents. Little did anyone know he hadn't actually read a single word. Being under the same roof as Song Ke'rao was undoubtedly the sweetest form of torture, but he didn't want to run away anymore. Whatever the outcome, he was capable of bearing it.

When Song Zhonglin discovered he had sexual urges towards a girl not even 10 years old, a child he had adopted just over a year ago, he was truly terrified. He could only reduce contact with her, unwilling to become a beast he himself despised. Whenever he saw the dejection in the little girl's eyes, he felt no better.

Song Zhonglin once suspected he was a pervert. He had no interest in the women around him, yet he harbored filthy thoughts towards Song Kerao. Actually, he had initially planned to adopt a boy, but upon seeing Song Kerao, he changed his mind and adopted her instead. Song Zhonglin couldn't explain his feelings; he was instantly drawn to her, as if she were his destined one.

Adopting a child was Song Zhonglin's idea. His parents, Song De and Song Zhonglin, were unsure why their precocious son had this strange idea. At only 19, he should be in the prime of his youth, enjoying romantic relationships on campus. Rebellious boys often cause trouble, but their son not only didn't have these problems, but also proactively proposed adopting a child to groom as the company's successor.

Song De and Song Zhonglin recognized their son's determination and, after discussion, agreed. They thought raising a child wouldn't be a problem for the Song family, and it would also teach Song Zhonglin a sense of responsibility—a good choice. As for the future, Song Zhonglin would definitely have his own children, a true member of the Song family.

One day, the three of them went to the orphanage. They had originally planned to adopt a boy, but an unexpected turn of events occurred. Song Zhonglin chose a beautiful girl. The timidity in her eyes didn't please Song De, but Madam Song, like her son, adored the girl. She had longed for a girl when she was pregnant with Song Zhonglin, and the doctor had predicted it was a girl, so the result disappointed her.

Madam Song nearly died during childbirth with Song Zhonglin, and Song De refused to let her get pregnant again. Now, finally, her dream could be fulfilled. The paperwork was completed quickly that day, and she took the doll-like Song Ke'rao home.

However, just a few days later, Song Zhonglin suggested moving out to live with Song Ke'rao. Madam Song refused to agree. She knew her son well; he could take care of her, but caring for a young girl was beyond his capabilities. Song De also had reservations. His son had followed the life path he had laid out for him from childhood, requiring little concern. But he was only 16 years old, still a child himself.

Finally, after some compromise, Song Zhonglin and Song Kera moved to an apartment not far from their home. They were instructed to try to come home every week. Initially, Song Zhonglin followed this routine until the accident. When

Mrs. Song asked her son what happened, he only said it was nothing. He and Song Kera would still come home, but at different times. Song Kera would come home with the nanny, and Song Zhonglin would no longer come home weekly, only occasionally visiting his parents.

Song Kera's nanny, Aunt Chen, was not a local. She had lost her son early in life and had never had another child. She was kicked out of her husband's family and came to the city to find work. Song Zhonglin valued this quality in her and hired her at a high salary to take care of Song Kera. He was right; Aunt Chen treated Song Kera like her own child and took excellent care of her.

Mrs. Song's health had been poor since giving birth. When Song Zhonglin was 26, the Song couple moved to Australia to enjoy their retirement. They handed over the company to Song Zhonglin, and he and Song Kerao moved back to the Song family mansion.

This period was the happiest time for the father and daughter; they were inseparable. Song Zhonglin would go straight home after work, and whenever they were home, they would tacitly stick together. Sometimes they would analyze research projects, sometimes they would chat about everyday things, and a smile from the other could spread like honey throughout their hearts.

This change also made Aunt Chen very happy. She liked Song Kerao very much, not because of her overflowing maternal instincts, but because Song Kerao was really well-behaved. Song Kerao would help with chores and, at such a young age, she already knew how to think of her old woman. When Song Kerao first came to this family, she often clung to Song Zhonglin. She knew it was because the little girl lacked a sense of security and was afraid of being abandoned again. Mr. Song enjoyed the girl's dependence, and the home was always filled with laughter during that time.

But things changed later. Her husband started coming home late or not at all. Seeing Xiao Ke Rao's lonely figure waiting for her parents at the door truly broke Aunt Chen's heart. She even blamed her husband; he clearly cared for their daughter, so why didn't he show it more? Children are easily satisfied. She could only comfort Song Ke Rao, saying that her father was busy, but he cared deeply for her. Song Ke Rao would look at her with blinking eyes and ask, "Really?"

Each disappointment made Song Ke Rao realize that her father no longer loved her, and she secretly cried under the covers. On sleepless nights, she would run to Song Zhong Lin's bed to sleep; there, she could smell her father's scent, and even sleeping alone, she felt at ease.

Now, finally, the storm has passed, and the father and daughter get along well—this is what a warm home is like.

After finishing their pre-arranged study plan, as Song Zhong Lin was leaving, Song Ke Rao couldn't help but call out to him, "Dad, I've had a very happy time these past few days. Thank you for keeping me company. I'll do my best on the exam."

Song Zhong Lin stepped forward and patted her head, a subconscious gesture that displeased Song Ke Rao.

"Daddy, I'm not a little kid anymore, stop touching my head." She unconsciously pouted, a small gesture that, to Song Zhonglin, only fueled the fire. The air was already thick with her scent, and now he felt a burning rage in his lower abdomen, as if it were about to explode. He awkwardly avoided eye contact with his daughter.

"Daddy, Daddy..."

Song Ke'rao called several times before Song Zhonglin responded. She thought her father must be tired after spending the day with her, so she beckoned him closer, planted a deep kiss on his cheek, and said goodnight. Song Zhonglin

felt like his nerves were about to snap. The seemingly harmless person in front of him must be his nemesis from a past life, which explained why he was completely helpless against her. He tried to leave his daughter's room as naturally as possible, and as soon as he returned to his own room, he quickly closed the door and hid in the bathroom.

Song Zhonglin unbuckled his belt, pulled out his swollen penis, its purplish-red shaft covered in veins and throbbing intermittently. A glint of moisture could be seen at the urethral opening. He gripped the shaft with his right hand and began to stroke it up and down. Song Kera had given him too much stimulation today; his immediate reaction was to his penis. Her delicate, lovely face flashed through his mind, and Song Zhonglin felt his penis grow even thicker and longer, his hand moving faster and faster.

Heaven knows why he was hiding in his room, using his right hand to satisfy his physical needs. How he longed to thrust directly into that person's vagina, to make her moan loudly, to hear her beg for mercy—the sound coming from her little mouth would surely be heavenly. Just imagining that scene made Song Zhonglin's lower abdomen tighten.

"Baby, touch me," Song Zhonglin began to moan. "Yes, baby is doing a great job. Touch those two little balls down there, don't use too much force, just gently, mmm..."

Song Zhonglin placed his left hand on the scrotum of his penis, carefully stroking the balls. "Aww... baby is making daddy feel so good, yes, just like that, the glans too, carefully take it in..." As if he were really putting his penis into Song Kerao's mouth, he let out a comfortable moan, covering the glans with his hand, imagining Song Kerao's nimble tongue licking his urethral opening, her bright eyes swallowing and spitting out his penis. Song Zhonglin felt like he was being driven crazy by this little vixen.

His hand moved quickly and heavily, constantly making "splashing" sounds, as if he were thrusting in and out of Song Kerao's tender little hole, which was tight and hot, enveloping his penis without any gaps, like a vessel made for him.

“Baby, do you like Daddy to penetrate you like this? Daddy has been thinking about this for a long time, and I want to stay inside you like this forever… um…”

“Ah… I’m going to cum, cum inside baby’s uterus, okay? Oh…”

About 20 minutes later, Song Zhonglin began to ejaculate, streams of heat surging into his lower abdomen. After a few dozen quick strokes, white semen spurted from his urethra, ejaculating several times before gradually stopping.

Song Zhonglin calmed himself down, looking at the semen on his hand with a bitter smile. This wasn’t the first time he had masturbated thinking about Song Kera, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. Ever since he accidentally stumbled into the bathroom and saw her taking a shower, her fair body had been haunting him. What was even more terrifying was that he had begun to have desire for her, a shameless desire to be with her.

Song Zhonglin turned on the water heater and began to wash away the sweat and the glaring semen… Soon it was the day of the college entrance examination, and the weather was also kind, with no scorching sun and a slight breeze. Song Ke Rao's exam location wasn't at her own school. After having breakfast together, Song Zhonglin drove her to the exam venue, encouraging her along the way. He told her not to be nervous, just study as usual, and if she encountered a question she didn't know, she should leave it for later; once she answered it, her thoughts would probably flow.

Song Ke Rao smiled as she looked at the talkative man. From her angle, Song Zhonglin's eyes, beneath his thick eyebrows, were like deep pools, captivating her. His high, straight nose made him even more handsome from the side. People say the early bird

catches the worm; she thought that having feasted her eyes on his good looks would surely make things easier in the exam. Song Zhonglin stayed by her side for both exam days. He had missed so much time with her and wished he could make up for it all. After finishing their phone call, the bell rang for the end of the last exam.

The entrance was immediately blocked by a crowd. Unlike other parents who tried to squeeze through the throng, Song Zhonglin leaned against the car, intently watching the people coming out. Song Ke'rao saw Song Zhonglin easily and ran to his side.

The car's air conditioning was already on; even though it wasn't particularly hot these past few days, June weather was still quite intense. Song Zhonglin helped Song Ke'rao into the car, then sat in the driver's seat and asked,

"How did the exams go?"

"I think they went pretty well." Her face lit up; she actually felt she had done very well.

"Well, now that the exams are over, it's time to think about how to enjoy this long holiday."

"I want Daddy to stay with me all the time."

Song Zhonglin hadn't expected his daughter to say that and stared at Song Ke'rao in disbelief. Song Ke'rao felt embarrassed by his gaze and lowered her head shyly. She knew her words sounded strange; she was already 17 years old and still clung to her father all the time, but she genuinely wanted Song Zhonglin by her side. Just seeing him made her feel happy and full of energy.

"Does Baby really think so?" Song Zhonglin asked uncertainly.

"Yes, will Daddy always stay with me?" Song Ke'rao looked at Song Zhonglin expectantly.

"Okay."

What did it matter if he faced utter ruin? He would accept it all. As long as it was the person in front of him, he would go through fire and water for her. Let alone this small request, which was something he had always dreamed of. He was only afraid that he wouldn't be able to control his heart and hurt her.

Plans can't keep up with changes. While Song Ke'rao was still immersed in joy, her monthly period started. Her period was always irregular. She hadn't paid attention to it recently because of the pressure of preparing for exams. This time, it was obviously strong, accompanied by abdominal pain.

Song Ke Rao could only manage a quick fix before clutching her stomach and curling up under the covers. A sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen, and even though her lips were bitten white, she still managed a soft moan. Song Zhong Lin happened to be passing by her room and immediately pushed the door open.

He sat on the edge of the bed, pulled Song Ke Rao out of the covers, and saw her pale face covered in cold sweat. His heart ached as if stabbed by a knife. He roughly wiped away her sweat and repeatedly kissed her forehead.

"Baby, where does it hurt?" Song Zhong Lin's eyes were filled with worry.

"..." Song Ke Rao wanted to snuggle in his arms and whine that she felt unwell all over, but she couldn't bring herself to talk about menstrual cramps.

"Sweetie, tell Daddy where it hurts? Why does it hurt so much? Let's go to the hospital right away, okay?"

"I'm fine...it'll be better in a few days."

"How could you be alright? You're so weak, you almost fainted. Come on, get dressed, Daddy will take you to the hospital."

He started to carry her out, but Song Ke'rao felt incredibly embarrassed and could only cling to Song Zhonglin's clothes to stop him from moving. Song Zhonglin was even more anxious, looking at his daughter burying her face in his chest with confusion.

"Daddy's so clumsy."

Song Zhonglin heard the scolding from his arms and was completely bewildered. Although he enjoyed his daughter's embrace, her health was the most important thing right now. He pulled her away from his arms, but saw a blush on Song Ke'rao's face. Song Zhonglin felt his heart pounding erratically and immediately tried to hide his unease.

"How am I clumsy? Why didn't you tell Daddy you weren't feeling well? Why wouldn't you go to the hospital?"

"...I just had my period."

Although she spoke softly, Song Zhonglin still heard her, and his face flushed. No wonder she preferred to hide in her room, gritting her teeth in pain, rather than go to the hospital. Even though they were very close, she was still a shy little girl with her own little secrets.

"But...you can't be in this much pain." Song Zhonglin didn't know menstrual cramps could be this painful. His most precious person was suffering, and he was powerless to help. It was unbearable.

"Actually..."

"What?"

"Well...I used to use a hot water bottle to soothe my stomach when it hurt...but today I just can't move."

"Okay, lie down first, Daddy will get the hot water bottle."

"Daddy...can you sleep with me?"

"Okay, Daddy will get the hot water bottle and sleep with you, baby."

Song Zhonglin agreed with difficulty. He lacked confidence in himself; he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't do something inappropriate while they were in the same bed. He just didn't want to see her disappointed, especially when she needed someone so much.

Since that accident, Song Zhonglin hadn't shared a bed with Song Kera. Men are driven by their lower bodies; he wasn't a saint. With his beloved lying beside him, he couldn't possibly remain unmoved.

Song Kera lay on the inside, and Song Zhonglin used the hot water bottle to soothe her stomach, inevitably bringing his lower body to hers. He was aware of his own changes; his penis would become thicker and longer when it touched Song Ke Rao, and he would become excited. He would try to pull away slightly, but Song Ke Rao would immediately lean closer unconsciously, leaving Song Zhonglin both amused and exasperated.

Listening to Song Ke Rao's steady breathing, Song Zhonglin boldly approached her neck, deeply inhaling her scent. Her fair skin held immense attraction for him, and he couldn't resist kissing her. Not satisfied, he extended his tongue and gently licked her, which shone brightly in the dim bedside lamplight.

When Song Ke Rao felt uncomfortable, she would slightly shift her body, completely unaware that this was directly rubbing against Song Zhonglin's penis. If he could, Song Zhonglin really wanted to shake the person in his arms awake, insert his own penis into her, and let her know the serious consequences of igniting a man's lust.

As if possessed, Song Zhonglin grasped Song Kerao's hand and placed it on his throbbing, unbearable penis. "Aww..." Just her hand was enough to make him explode; his penis immediately grew even thicker and longer. Song Kerao's hand was beautiful, with slender fingers and fair skin, but it was still difficult for her to fully grasp his penis.

Song Zhonglin used Song Kerao's hand to stroke his penis up and down. In his arms was the person he had longed for for so long, her hand holding his genitals. This beautiful scene sent an astonishing heat through his penis, and he was afraid that the heat would wake the person in his arms at any moment.

This danger of being discovered at any moment greatly stimulated Song Zhonglin's desire. His breathing became heavy, and he increased the speed of his hand. At this moment, his penis was as hard and hot as a pillar. When Song Kerao's fingers brushed against his glans, Song Zhonglin couldn't help but groan. The feeling was too wonderful. He wished time could stop at this moment.

He gently scratched his urethra with Song Ke Rao's fingernails, a wave of pleasure shooting through his body like an electric current. This caused him to drop the hot water bottle, and Song Ke Rao seemed uncomfortable, shifting restlessly. He almost ejaculated immediately, reminding him that he was doing something immoral. If Song Ke Rao woke up the next moment, their relationship could very well be ruined. He realized he couldn't afford the consequences.

That night, Song Zhonglin quickly relieved himself in the bathroom, wiped Song Ke Rao's hands with a damp towel, reheated the hot water bottle, and had her hold her stomach with her hands. Seeing no discomfort, he returned to his room. The next day, Song Ke Rao woke up to find

the spot beside her cold. Knowing Song Zhonglin hadn't stayed the night, her eyes were full of accusation, looking aggrieved, and she refused to eat breakfast. Song Zhonglin, helpless, could only explain that he had received a call from the company with an urgent problem that required his attention, so he rushed back early to have breakfast with her.

Although Song Ke Rao still pouted and refused to touch her chopsticks after hearing this, her expression clearly softened. Song Zhong Lin couldn't do anything about it, so he pulled up his chair and moved next to her, picked up the bowl of thin porridge in front of him—the temperature was just right, not too hot—and began to feed her.

Song Ke Rao secretly glanced at the kitchen but didn't see Aunt Chen. Her face flushed as she opened her mouth. One fed the other, she stared intently at the other, and the bowl of porridge was quickly finished. Song Ke Rao wanted to say she wanted more, but the thought of being fed by her father at her age made her feel ashamed.

"Does your stomach still hurt today?" Song Zhong Lin asked, and Song Ke Rao felt her ears turn red.

"It doesn't hurt much anymore..."

"Was it like this before?" He felt a pang of heartache thinking about Song Ke Rao's pale face last night.

“Sometimes yes, sometimes no.”

“Are you feeling alright today?”

“Dad, stop asking me these kinds of questions.”

“Haha…Why are you shy with your dad? Do you want Dad to stay home with you today?”

“No, Dad’s going to work is more important.”

She also wanted her dad to stay home with her. Lately, Song Zhonglin had been completely doting on her, almost overflowing with happiness. The thought of Song Zhonglin going to the company and being left alone at home made her feel depressed.

Song Ke Rao’s undisguised expression didn’t escape Song Zhonglin’s eyes. He also wanted to spend every minute with her. With three months of vacation ahead, Song Zhonglin thought it would be good for Song Ke Rao to come to the company to learn and observe, which would also allow her to gain some social experience.

Song Ke Rao nodded vigorously after hearing this. Seeing her beaming smile, Song Zhonglin was more satisfied than anything else.

“Then come to the company with Dad after your period.”

“Dad!!”

“Can’t I talk about my period?”

“You’re so annoying!”

Ignoring the resentful glances from those around him, Song Zhonglin burst into laughter… His Ke Rao was truly adorable. A simple gesture, a casual look, was enough to make him fall head over heels in love, wanting to hold her tightly and keep her forever in his arms.

Today was March 14th, White Valentine's Day. Song Zhonglin had given Aunt Chen a day off, feeling both nervous and expectant like a vigorous young man. He only wanted to spend this day alone with Song Ke Rao.

Waking up early and seeing the sweet sleeping face beside him, Song Zhonglin felt his life was complete. He leaned forward, capturing her alluring red lips, sucking repeatedly, prying open her teeth with his tongue, teasing her tongue, circling around its tip. Song Ke Rao grumbled in dissatisfaction, and when he pulled away, a strand of saliva remained… “Sleeping Beauty, you're awake?” Song Zhonglin gazed affectionately at his pouting lover.

“You're so annoying, you were in heat so early, disturbing my sleep. We did it so many times yesterday…” Song Ke Rao shyly snuggled into Song Zhonglin's arms.

"Who told you that your little hole is so hot and wet, tightly wrapping around Daddy's penis, never wanting to come out? When Daddy thrusts in and out, you even contract your passage, afraid that Daddy will leave. Tell me, do you like Daddy fucking you like this?"

"Ahhh... Don't say anymore, you shameless scoundrel!"

"Which little vixen was it last night who shouted that Daddy should fuck her hard?"

"I don't know her!!"

"Hmm? Don't know her? Then Daddy will let you get to know her."

Saying that, he turned around and pressed Song Ke Rao down, locking her hands tightly above her head, lowered his head and took her earlobe into his mouth, not forgetting to stick out his tongue to lick and bite it. The hot breath made Song Ke Rao's hair stand on end, and she desperately tried to dodge.

"Mmm...Daddy..."

Song Zhonglin's right hand stroked Song Kera's inner thigh, moving to her proudly erect breasts, kneading and squeezing them at will. Satisfied to hear her comfortable moans, he released the piece of flesh from her mouth and sucked on her already hard nipples, gently biting and pulling them with his teeth. His left hand grasped her other breast, playing with the equally hard nipples with his fingers.

Song Kera grabbed Song Zhonglin's hair with both hands, offering her snow-white breasts to his mouth, constantly letting out soft moans. Song Zhonglin, as if savoring a delicacy, bit and kissed her breasts, the pink nipples glistening with moisture.

"Baby, what do you think Daddy is doing now?" Song Zhonglin looked up at his daughter, whose face was flushed, with a playful expression.

"I'm...I'm sucking my breasts..." Song Kera answered shyly.

"Baby's milk is so smooth and fragrant, it's like the finest nectar."

"Nonsense... I... I don't have any milk..."

"Hehe... From now on, baby's milk will only be for Daddy, okay?"

"Mmm..."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Song Zhonglin released the snow-white breasts in his hands, took a cushion and placed it under his daughter's waist, placed her two snow-white thighs on his shoulders, folded them in half and pushed them forward, revealing the entrance wrapped by two petals. Song Kerao shyly turned her face away, Song Zhonglin chuckled and leaned down, grasping the flesh and sucking, then rubbing his tongue up and down the cleft, causing Song Kerao to gasp repeatedly.

"Daddy... no..." She said no, but her hands pressed Song Zhonglin's head to prevent him from leaving.

Song Zhonglin used his tongue to part the labia and penetrate the already wet opening, thrusting repeatedly. Pleasure swept over her entire body, causing her to release even more love fluid, dripping onto the cushion. This sight greatly stimulated Song Zhonglin's desire, and he worked even harder with his mouth. Soon, he felt a gush of love fluid gushing out like a burst dam.

"Baby, is it comfortable?"

"Mmm..."

"Do you like Daddy doing this to you?"

"I like it... I like it very much..."

Song Ke Rao was even more alluring after her orgasm. Song Zhonglin's penis was already hard and erect in the air, looking like a frightening weapon. Song Ke Rao secretly glanced at it and quickly looked away, her heart beating even faster. Song Zhonglin naturally saw her sneaky behavior, and with a smile, he grabbed her hand and pressed it onto his penis.

Song Ke'rao, shy and wanting to hide, couldn't bear to look directly at the huge, throbbing penis that drove her to ecstasy, no matter how many times she looked at it. Song Zhonglin wouldn't let her escape, firmly holding her hand to his penis. "Baby, don't you want Daddy to feel good?"

This man was willing to bear the stigma of incest for her, to devote himself entirely to her, to indulge her whims, to kneel and bend before her, to give her the best of everything, just to make her smile. She was his everything, and he was his everything. He made

Song Zhonglin lie down, and Song Ke'rao grasped his penis, trying to lightly touch the glans. Hearing her father's comfortable moans, she finally mustered the courage to take the thick shaft into her mouth. But it was too large; even with her efforts, she could only envelop the glans, looking at Song Zhonglin helplessly.

Song Ke'rao's pitiful appearance directly stimulated the weapon in her mouth, making it even thicker and longer. She could only protest with muffled sounds. Song Zhonglin wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and instructed her on what to do.

“Baby, don’t use your teeth, lick Daddy’s glans with your tongue, mmm…yes…tick the urethral opening with the tip of your tongue…ah…this little vixen was born to serve Daddy’s penis.”

Song Ke Rao blushed as Song Zhong Lin spoke. This was her first time eating her father’s penis, but she felt as if she had tasted it before, sucking and spitting it with great affection.

“Lick the shaft too…just like when baby eats ice cream…good…ahh…Daddy feels so good…gently rub the two soft sacs below with your little hands, ah…”

Song Ke Rao, like a studious child, focused on serving the penis in front of her according to Song Zhong Lin’s instructions. Thinking of how this purplish-red and frightening penis had once been inserted into her vagina, she felt a chill. How could her vagina accommodate such a thick weapon? She subconsciously contracted her vagina, which only caused more vaginal fluid to flow out.

"Is Daddy's penis tasty?"

"Yes...tastes good."

"Little vixen...saying such lewd things with such an innocent look...even a saint would go crazy for you, aww..."

"Ahhh...I'm going to cum...baby...get away."

Song Ke Rao not only didn't leave, but also sucked on Song Zhong Lin's penis hard. Song Zhong Lin couldn't hold back and shot his thick semen into her mouth, shooting several times before stopping. Song Ke Rao instinctively swallowed it, with white fluid overflowing from the corner of her mouth. She didn't forget to stick out her tongue and lick it clean.

Seeing this scene, the penis that had already ejaculated immediately swelled up, even more spectacular than before ejaculation. Song Zhong Lin pounced on Song Ke Rao, straightened his penis, aimed it at the long-desired opening, and thrust it all the way in.

Both of them let out satisfied moans, gazing at each other tenderly, their lips pressed together. Song Ke Rao took Song Zhong Lin's tongue into her mouth, sucking it with relish. Song Zhong Lin continued to penetrate, exploring every inch of her mouth, exchanging saliva.

When he withdrew, a long strand of saliva remained. Song Ke Rao shyly tightened her vagina, eliciting a wolfish howl from Song Zhong Lin, who slapped her buttocks hard.

"Want to squeeze Daddy to death?"

he said, beginning to thrust his hips. Song Ke Rao's vagina was filled to the brim by Song Zhong Lin's penis, each thrust scraping against her vaginal walls, an indescribable pleasure spreading throughout her body. Her legs gripped Song Zhong Lin's waist tightly, bringing their contact even closer and more intimate.

Song Zhonglin's penis wreaked havoc inside her, its large glans scraping against the inner walls, bringing her an unprecedentedly wonderful sensation. She moaned softly, coordinating her movements with Song Zhonglin's thrusts, pushing her vagina deeper into his genitals.

"Baby's cunt is so wet... Does Daddy feel good fucking you?" he said, forcefully thrusting into his daughter's cervix, all the way into her uterus.

“Daddy…it’s too deep…”

“Ah…don’t you like Daddy to fuck you so deep? Then why is your pussy so tightly gripping Daddy’s cock?”

Song Zhonglin fucked harder and harder, getting more and more excited. His waist moved like a pile driver, and his two soft balls hit Song Ke Rao’s vulva with a loud “slap slap” sound. He wanted to slam his two soft balls into her hole, making Song Ke Rao blush.

“Gently…Daddy…it’s too hard…”

“Baby’s inside is too soft…let Daddy fuck you a little longer…Daddy will fuck you properly later…”

Song Zhonglin ignored his daughter’s pleas and fucked her wildly in a rough way. He knew Song Ke Rao’s limit. Although this level of sex was intense, she could bear it. His precious pussy was tightly contracting, and every time his penis was pulled out, it would tightly grip and not let it leave.

Seeing his daughter's dazed eyes, Song Zhonglin's lust intensified. He thrust into her cervix dozens of times, causing Song Ke'rao to moan repeatedly. Unable to bear the pleasure, she scratched several wounds on Song Zhonglin's back.

"Daddy...it's too heavy...I...I can't take it..."

"Okay...Daddy, be gentle..."

Song Zhonglin withdrew his penis completely, then slowly thrust it back in, carefully observing his daughter's face flushed with desire. Seeing her staring at him with dissatisfaction, Song Zhonglin innocently returned her gaze, as if to say, "I did as you said."

"Daddy...it hurts..." Song Ke'rao said aggrievedly.

“You said to be gentler…”

“Daddy…”

“What do you want Daddy to do? Baby, just say it yourself…”

“Put it in…”

“If you don’t say it clearly, Daddy won’t know how to make you satisfied…”

“Ugh…Daddy…It’s itchy…I need to stop the itch…”

“What will stop the itch?”

“Daddy’s cock…putting into my…cunt…will stop the itch…” After saying that, she covered her face with her hands. Daddy always forced her to say embarrassing things, and he wouldn’t give up until he got what he wanted…but Daddy liked to hear it…and she would get excited after she said it… “Aww…Daddy’s coming…”

His daughter’s words were like a shot of adrenaline for him. Every thrust was so forceful. After thrusting like this for more than ten minutes, Song Ke Rao felt herself spinning. When she came to her senses, she was already sitting on Song Zhong Lin.

The riding position allowed the penis to penetrate even deeper, and Song Kera could feel her lower abdomen slightly bulging. Seeing her father's indulgent smile, she began to gently lift her lower body. This sexual pleasure, under her control, was even more intense. The point of contact between them was already covered in love juice, and the sound of water made her even more excited... "Daddy...so good..."

"Daddy is also having a good time, baby, faster..."

"Mmm...Daddy's cock is so thick...so deep...it's hitting...hitting my belly, so good...so good...baby is fucking Daddy..."

"Does baby like Daddy's cock?"

"Yes...I like...Daddy the most..."

"Then baby, tell me...who asked Daddy to fuck her hard yesterday?"

"Ugh...Daddy bullied me..."

"Will you tell me or not? Hmm?" As he spoke, he thrust forcefully into her wet, gushing cunt.

"Ahhh...it's me...it's me..."

"Will you dare call Daddy a pervert again next time?"

"No...I won't dare..."

"Let Daddy...please loosen baby's little hole...please loosen it so Daddy can have a baby..."

Song Zhonglin grabbed Song Kera's two buttocks, spreading them even wider, thrusting his strong and powerful waist, constantly pushing upwards. Seeing Song Kera being fucked into a daze, his confidence soared. Nothing is more satisfying for a man than seeing the person he loves sinking into the sex he gives her.

Song Ke Rao's pair of snow-white breasts swayed up and down, constantly stimulating Song Zhong Lin's senses. He couldn't help but caress her tender breasts, rubbing them vigorously, leaving bright red finger marks. He tilted his head back to cover her other breast, which was not to be outdone, while his lower body continued to thrust wildly. Under the stimulation of several points, Song Ke Rao was about to climax... Song Zhong Lin saw that his daughter was about to climax, regained the initiative, and thrust into her vagina several times fiercely. He was also nearing his limit... His penis was thrusting in and out incredibly fast... "Daddy... it's coming... Daddy..."

"Baby, come with Daddy... I'm about to cum..."

"Ahhh... Daddy..."

"I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum...I'll cum all of it into you..."

With a powerful thrust, he ejaculated his thick semen into Song Ke Rao's uterus. The scalding semen almost made her spasm, and she clung tightly to Song Zhong Lin's back, only calming down after a long while... Song Zhong Lin tenderly kissed his daughter's forehead and withdrew his penis... What followed was a pool of white fluid, utterly obscene... Song Ke Rao felt the semen flowing from her body and tried to contract her vaginal opening to stop the shameful liquid from flowing out, but she forgot that Song Zhong Lin was still staring at her vulva... The penis that had just been withdrawn was immediately thrust back in... "Ah...Daddy..."

"Baby, today is just the beginning. We'll spend a whole day in bed together..."

"Mmm..."

Song Ke Rao didn't leave the bed all day. When she was hungry, Song Zhong Lin fed her. They made love wildly all day... Their bodies and the bed were covered in semen and vaginal fluid, and the whole room was filled with the scent of lust... Chapter 13, A few days after arriving at the company, Song Ke Rao went to the company with Song Zhong Lin for her internship. When she arrived, she was surprised. She hadn't deliberately looked into it before, only thinking that the Song family should be quite wealthy. She didn't expect it to be so big. A towering building from the 16th to the 49th floor belonged to the Song family. After all,

Song Ke Rao had only graduated from high school and knew nothing about the company's business. Song Zhong Lin didn't expect her to be very capable, and it would be best if she didn't depend on him for anything.

Song Zhong Lin's office was on the top floor, the 49th floor. After taking the private elevator, there was Secretary Liu, whom Song Ke Rao had seen before, at the office door. There were also three people whispering nearby. They immediately fell silent when they saw Song Zhong Lin, but their eyes were sizing up Song Ke Rao. She subconsciously grabbed the collar of the person next to her, and Song Zhong Lin patted her hand to comfort her.

"Ke Rao, come here, let Daddy introduce you."

He took Song Ke Rao's hand and led her forward. "Secretary Liu has met you before. These three are also Daddy's secretaries: Secretary Li, Secretary Zheng, Secretary Ying… Song Ke Rao, my daughter… You're coming to the company for summer training. Let's get started."

"Bring some juice to my office later, Ke Rao, come with Daddy."

Song Zhonglin's office, though large, was understated, lacking any extravagant decorations, making it very comfortable—this was Song Ke Rao's first impression. Song Zhonglin pulled his daughter to the sofa. Seeing her looking around his office, he felt a pang of jealousy. He, a living, breathing person, was right beside her, yet these inanimate objects were more captivating.

"Haven't you seen enough?"

Song Ke Rao turned and saw her father's droopy expression, unable to suppress a laugh. He had been so serious outside, but now his face was full of childlike innocence. She tugged at Song Zhonglin's lips until he smiled, then let go, satisfied. Before, she would never have imagined being so close to her father, let alone so freely teasing and teasing him.

"Daddy... if outsiders see you like this, your image as the company boss will be ruined."

"What does image matter as long as my baby is happy?"

"Daddy just knows how to make me happy..."

"Daddy's telling the absolute truth."

"Ugh... ugh... I'm not talking to you anymore, what... what am I supposed to do?"

Song Ke'rao got up and picked up the documents on Song Zhonglin's desk, her face flushed but unable to clear. When she heard her father say that, her heart leaped with joy. Such an outstanding man, all he cared about was making her happy… Seeing his daughter's bright red ears, Song Zhonglin smiled and went to his seat, taking a notebook from his drawer and handing it to her. Song Ke'rao blushed as she took it, sat opposite him, and turned on the computer… “Daddy, I need the password.”

“Oh, it's your birthday.”

After a while, Song Zhonglin noticed there was no sound from the other side. He glanced at her suspiciously and saw Song Ke'rao's face was even redder. Suddenly remembering he hadn't changed the computer wallpaper, he nervously got up and went to her side.

“Uh… Daddy just thinks this picture of you… is quite pretty…” Song Zhonglin felt utterly ashamed, and his words began to stammer.

On the desktop was Song Kerao's sleeping face, her entire face taking up the screen. Long eyelashes curled naturally, and beneath her high yet delicate nose was a cute little mouth, flushed a soft pink, inviting kisses. At the edge of the desktop were her fair shoulders, clad only in a spaghetti strap, a suggestive sight.

Song Kerao blushed and remained silent, her legs rubbing together. The situation was actually too shocking for her; how could her father have photos she didn't even know about, especially such intimate ones?

The air seemed to thin, and the heat on her face wouldn't dissipate. Song Kerao felt her breathing become labored. Because Song Zhonglin was beside her, and she dared not stare at the screen, she could only lower her head and play with her fingers to distract herself.

"Daddy... I'll change it soon..."

Song Zhonglin leaned forward and quickly switched back to the system screen. From his angle, he could see Song Kerao's cleavage again, and a surge of heat rose in his lower abdomen. He quickly pulled his legs together and returned to his seat to hide his panic.

“Ke Rao… Daddy just… missed too much time with you… so he wants… to see you every second…”

“Daddy… why is there this photo?” Song Ke Rao looked up and saw an unnatural blush on Song Zhonglin’s face, and felt an inexplicable joy in her heart.

“…Hmm… Sometimes Daddy would go to your room to check on you when you were asleep…”

“Why? I don’t know.”

“Just to see if you’re sleeping well…”

“I thought Daddy didn’t like me… regretted adopting me…”

“Silly girl, how could that be? Daddy’s most beloved person is you.”

Song Ke Rao didn’t know if it was her imagination, but she felt that her father’s words were full of helplessness, which made her feel very uncomfortable. So she went to Song Zhonglin’s side, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gently kissed his left cheek.

"I...I love Daddy the most too."

At the same time, Song Ke'rao's breast brushed against Song Zhonglin's left arm. Even through her shirt, the tingling sensation of her nipples touching his hand was very noticeable, amplified by Song Ke'rao's kisses... "Then Daddy...what should I do today?"

By the time Song Zhonglin realized what was happening, Song Ke'rao had already returned to her seat, her shyness gradually fading. She realized her father was simply showing her his care in his own way, and this realization brought a sweet feeling to her heart.

Looking at his daughter's expectant eyes, Song Zhonglin inwardly groaned. He knew how difficult the next three months would be, being in the same space as her, breathing the same air, his heartbeat becoming exceptionally clear... not to mention Song Ke'rao's unconscious rubbing against his body—it was a sweet torture for him... "Let's just surf the internet and watch some dramas here today."

"Daddy...are you underestimating me?" Song Ke'rao was becoming increasingly adept at being affectionate with Song Zhonglin.

"Hahaha... How could Dad dare to look down on you? Isn't it good to stay here and enjoy the air conditioning?"

"That would make me look so useless..."

"Then be Dad's personal secretary."

There's a saying that goes, a man is most handsome when he's working. These past few days, following Song Zhonglin, Song Ke'rao has deeply understood the essence of this saying. Her father at work is completely different from when he's at home. He doesn't smile easily, and his subordinates always look at him with a hint of awe. Even though he's only in his early thirties, the Song Group, a large company, runs very well under his management.

Song Ke'rao doesn't have much to do usually. In the office, she helps organize documents and occasionally runs errands, which she insists on doing. Most of the time, she observes Song Zhonglin working diligently through the computer screen. After meeting more people, she realized that her father is a very charismatic person, and everyone's eyes unconsciously follow him.

That day, Song Ke Rao stormed into Song Zhonglin's office, sitting down especially loudly. Song Zhonglin glanced at her, asked what was wrong, and then went back to his work. No one dared to bully his daughter under his watchful eye, so he didn't take it seriously.

Seeing her father's attitude, Song Ke Rao felt a pang of sadness, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Daddy…" she stammered, her voice trembling with tears.

"What's wrong? Come to Daddy." Song Zhonglin patted his thigh.

Although reluctant, Song Ke Rao obediently sat on his lap. Song Zhonglin wrapped his arms around his daughter's slender waist, pinched her reddened nose, and smiled, "Why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

"You!" Song Ke Rao pointed righteously at the person who was hugging her.

"Huh? What's going on now? What did I do to offend our Miss Song?"

"It's you!"

"Okay, okay, it's me, it's me. Then tell me what Daddy did wrong, and Daddy will change, okay?"

Song Ke'rao couldn't bring herself to say it. She knew she was being unreasonable, but she couldn't help wanting her father to coax her. He only had eyes for her, and she never knew her possessiveness could be so strong.

"Did the cat eat your tongue? Why aren't you talking?" Song Zhonglin smiled as he looked at the quiet person in his arms. He always coaxed her like this, making Song Ke'rao despise herself for taking advantage of her father's affection to cause trouble.

"Was it really eaten? Open your mouth and let Daddy see if your tongue is still there?"

He said, actually preparing to pry Song Ke'rao's mouth open. She laughed and dodged, almost falling off Song Zhonglin's lap.

"Can't even tell Daddy?"

"No..."

"Then tell Daddy. Daddy's too old to understand little girls' thoughts..."

"You're not that old! So many women outside are trying to seduce you!" She accidentally blurted out her true feelings and twisted away from Song Zhonglin's embrace.

"Baby's jealous?"

"Jealous...jealous of what? Let me go, I have to do my work." She struggled even harder, but still didn't budge.

"Smell it, doesn't it smell very sour?"

"Ahhh...you're too cunning, I can't argue with you, let me go."

"Give Daddy a kiss, and Daddy will let you go." She pointed to her lips.

“Th-that…it’s the lips…”

“Should I kiss you, baby?”

Song Ke Rao looked at Song Zhong Lin with difficulty. Usually, he would kiss her forehead and cheek. Lips were something lovers would kiss. She and her father shouldn’t kiss on the lips. But her father’s lips were too attractive to her. After struggling with her thoughts for a long time, she finally couldn’t resist and slowly moved forward… When Song Ke Rao’s two tempting red lips came close to his, Song Zhong Lin was shocked. He took her lips in his mouth and kissed her fiercely. His nimble tongue pried open his daughter’s teeth and invaded her domineeringly. Song Ke Rao’s tightly closed eyes suddenly opened wide. She stared in shock at the face so close to her.

Feeling her father's tongue playing in her mouth, Song Ke'rao tried to push it out with her own, but this only gave Song Zhonglin more stimulation. He held her head firmly and sucked on her soft tongue.

"Ugh..." Song Ke'rao struggled against Song Zhonglin's chest, but he remained unmoved, his strong arms holding her tightly.

He kissed her until she could barely breathe before releasing her. Both of their mouths were glistening with saliva, making it impossible to tell whose saliva it was. Song Ke'rao, who had struggled fiercely before, now simply watched quietly.

"Baby, I'm sorry... Daddy couldn't help himself." She tasted so good that he couldn't resist.

"Does Daddy kiss other people like this too?" Song Zhonglin felt that the person in his arms had missed the point, but her questioning made him ecstatic.

"Baby, do you mind Daddy kissing other people?" Song Zhonglin asked tentatively.

"No... I don't want Daddy to kiss other people!" Song Ke'rao cried out excitedly.

"What if...what if it were you?"

"I...I don't know..."

"Did you hate Daddy's kiss just now?"

"No..." Song Ke'rao answered softly.

She felt something was wrong. Not only did she not hate Song Zhonglin's kiss, she actually liked it. When his tongue swept through her mouth, she felt a tingling sensation like an electric current running through her body, and her private parts even became wet. The worst part was that the person kissing her was her father. She shouldn't have this shameful reaction.

"Then did you like it?" Song Zhonglin wasn't willing to let go of this rare opportunity. He began to realize that his daughter wasn't indifferent to him.

"Daddy, don't force me."

"Tell Daddy, when Daddy kissed you, were you as excited and fond of it as Daddy?"

"Daddy was excited too?" Song Ke'rao looked at Song Zhonglin excitedly.

"Hmm... Daddy wishes he could tear you apart and devour you."

"Daddy wants to eat me?"

"Yes, Daddy wants to 'eat' you."

Song Ke'rao understood the implication in Song Zhonglin's words. She wasn't an ignorant girl; she understood the love between men and women. She used to think her relationship with Song Zhonglin was pure, but now it seemed ambiguous. What kind of 18-year-old daughter would hug and kiss her father all day long? Her face flushed red.

"Why is your face red? Are you fantasizing about Daddy 'eating' you?"

"I didn't! You... don't frame me. Who would think of such a lewd scene..."

"How is it lewd for Daddy to eat you? It's like Daddy eating other things. What are you thinking about?" He tapped Song Ke'rao's head as he spoke.

"Song Zhonglin!!"

"Hahahaha..."

Song Zhonglin lightly pecked Song Kera's pouting lips. Watching her father kiss her like a woodpecker, she finally burst into laughter, leaning into his arms. Song Kera could clearly hear Song Zhonglin's erratic heartbeat, knowing she was the culprit, and happily hugged this tall man tightly.

The father and daughter held each other tightly until they could no longer ignore the heat emanating from the erect penis between their thighs. Only then did Song Kera blush and speak.

"Daddy...you're pressing against me."

She was wearing a beige dress today, and her skin was directly in contact with the heat source, making its shape exceptionally clear.

"Baby, can you touch it?" As Song Zhonglin said this, Song Kera could feel the thing between her legs swelling again.

"I...I don't know how."

"Don't be afraid, just hold it with your hand..."

Song Ke'rao swallowed, her small hand slowly sliding to Song Zhonglin's crotch. She instinctively flinched when she touched the hard object, but Song Zhonglin wouldn't let her back down. He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his penis, letting out a satisfied sigh. Even through the pants, Song Ke'rao could feel the burning heat.

The pants outlined the shape of his penis, thick and long. Song Ke'rao's hand rubbed and moved up and down along this shape, as if handling a precious treasure. Her gentle caresses weren't enough for Song Zhonglin. He placed his hand on Song Ke'rao's small hand and began to stroke it, taking her place.

"Mmm..." Not enough, far from enough... "Take it out...Baby, take Daddy's penis out, okay?"

Seeing her father's pained expression, Song Ke'rao made up her mind, unbuckled Song Zhonglin's belt, unbuttoned his pants, glanced at the person above her again, closed her eyes, and pulled down his underwear. A thick, hard penis immediately sprang out, hitting her hand.

She had been mentally prepared when she touched him earlier, but even so, being so open with him still startled Song Ke'rao. How could it be so thick and large? She didn't know what to do.

"Come on... hold Daddy's penis with both hands... don't be afraid."

Song Ke'rao took a deep breath and timidly reached out to wrap her hands around Song Zhonglin's thick, hard penis. "It's so hot..."

"Because it's you, Daddy's penis is so hot and hard... shouldn't baby take good care of it?"

Song Zhonglin looked straight into his daughter's eyes, his gaze filled with love. This gave Song Ke'rao endless courage. Since sitting was inconvenient, she squatted between Song Zhonglin's legs and tightly gripped his penis with both hands, stroking it.

The veins on his penis rubbed against Song Ke'rao's palms, and the two round balls under the shaft bounced restlessly. Seeing this, her breathing became rapid, and she kept tightening her legs, but she stopped the flow of her vaginal fluid from soaking her panties.

"Is baby wet down there?"

"Mmm..." Song Ke'rao nodded shyly.

"Come up here and let Daddy's cock rub against your pussy."

Song Zhonglin spread Song Kerao's legs and made her sit on his lap facing him, positioning his penis against her pussy and thrusting in and out through her panties.

"Ah... Daddy... It's so stimulating..."

"Good girl... It will feel good..."

Song Zhonglin turned his chair around, facing the large floor-to-ceiling window, clearly showing the two ambiguous sitting positions. Song Kerao's skirt covered the area where the two were connected, but it couldn't hide their flushed faces. Song Zhonglin's face was covered in sweat, and seeing this scene made his cock even thicker.

“Baby, turn your head and look…don’t you think we’re tightly connected?”

Song Ke Rao turned her head with difficulty, saw the desire on her face, and shyly buried her face in her father’s shoulder. Song Zhong Lin was overjoyed, and his lower body thrust rapidly like a motor… “Ahhh…so…fast…I can’t take it anymore…”

“Daddy’s going to cum too…”

The last powerful thrust sent both of them to orgasm at the same time…Song Ke Rao’s panties were covered with sticky semen, and she bit Song Zhong Lin’s shoulder hard.

“What should we do?” Song Ke Rao glared resentfully at the culprit.

“Uh…if you’re not comfortable wearing them, take them off. Just sit here with Daddy today and don’t go out.”

“Then I’ll be naked? That’ll look weird.”

“Negative is negative, but don’t say things like that to seduce me!”

“How am I seducing you? It was you…”

“If it weren’t for the fact that this is your first time, Daddy would have done it to you right here, so no more objections. Take off your panties…we’ll just go home a little earlier today, okay?”

Song Ke'rao dared not tease the lustful old man any further, because she felt his penis was erect again. Meeting his blatant gaze, she obediently took off her underwear, which Song Zhonglin took and stuffed into his suit pocket. Song Ke'rao's face flushed red... Song Zhonglin had his daughter sit in his seat, tidied himself up, and pulled up a chair to sit beside her.

"Are you tired? If you are, go to the lounge and sleep for a while. Daddy will call you when we get home."

"I'm not tired, I want to be with Daddy."

"You little devil, are you seeing how hard Daddy is trying?"

"Daddy's a pervert," Song Ke'rao said with a laugh.

"Baby, if Daddy does this to you, will you think Daddy is a beast?"

Song Zhonglin was panicking. Song Ke'rao was still young; she didn't understand social norms. To outsiders, they were father and daughter, and this was tantamount to incest. She was in school, inexperienced in the ways of the world, and unaware of the dangers of human nature. If others looked at her with disgust, could she accept it? Would she blame him? Would she leave him? Song Zhonglin knew that if Song Keyao wanted to leave, he would let her go; he couldn't bear to see her even slightly unhappy.

"No, Daddy isn't a beast. I love Daddy," Song Keyao said nervously, grabbing Song Zhonglin's hand.

"What Daddy wants is love, you understand? I want to kiss you every day, I want to make love with you, the kind of love where we're together forever. Can you accept that? You're still young now. When you go to university, you'll meet all sorts of people. Boys your age will pursue you. They'll be younger and more handsome than Daddy. Then you'll be moved, you'll find your true love." Age was an insurmountable obstacle for him, Song Zhonglin thought with a sense of inferiority.

“No, Dad, I want to be with you too. I didn’t understand before, but now I do. Even if… you say… to… make… love, I… can do it. As long as it’s Dad, I’m willing to do anything.”

“My good girl, do you know how long Dad has waited for you?” Song Zhonglin hugged the understanding girl in front of him. “Dad never dared to hope to hear you say these words.”

“Dad… to me a long time ago…” Song Kerao couldn’t believe it; she hadn’t noticed at all.

"Yes, when you were about six years old, did you think Daddy was weird?"

"Ah... so early?"

"I can't believe it myself, but that time Daddy accidentally saw you taking a bath and you actually reacted. It really scared Daddy, and you know what happened after that..."

"I always thought you didn't like me anymore, so that's why..."

"You're the one Daddy loves most in this life, don't doubt Daddy's love for you."

"Mmm... Daddy, thank you, I love you the most too. Don't worry, I won't fall in love with anyone else."

His girl had grown up, becoming more mature and beautiful, constantly bringing him surprises. Those few words were more precious than anything else, making him feel like he had the whole world in an instant. This feeling made his eyes well up with tears, and he kept kissing the hair of the person in his arms, not letting her see his disheveled state.

In the days that followed, the two were like conjoined twins, unwilling to be separated, their eyes filled with undisguised love, only slightly restrained in front of others.

Once things were out in the open, Song Zhonglin's mindset broadened, and he no longer concealed his actions. It was then that Song Ke'rao discovered countless photos of herself on the laptop her father had given her—photos of her sleeping, playing, reading, at various ages and angles—making her feel embarrassed.

That day, Song Zhonglin once again drifted off during a meeting. Those below were used to it, holding their breath and waiting for his reply; since Song's daughter arrived, this had become commonplace.

Song Ke'rao sat next to him, their hands clasped together. She gently nudged him several times before he snapped out of it. Seeing everyone staring at him, he calmly announced the meeting adjourned, and people from various departments gradually left.

"Dad, you can't keep daydreaming during meetings, or your subordinates will think you're incompetent."

"Starting to worry about the company, Mrs. General Manager," Song Zhonglin teased, looking at his blushing daughter.

"I'm being serious, but you... you always tease me."

"Are you angry? Daddy's the general manager, so aren't you the general manager's wife? What did Daddy say wrong?"

"You're right, I can never win an argument with you anyway. So, are you going to listen to what I just said?"

"Yes, of course I'll listen. How could I not listen to my wife?"

Song Ke Rao blushed and ignored him. After tidying up the documents on her desk, she left on her own. Song Zhong Lin immediately followed her. Teasing this shy woman with words was his greatest pleasure every day. When his daughter accused him with her big, watery eyes, he couldn't help but get an erection. He

had originally planned to prepare an office for Song Ke Rao, but after the two of them confessed their feelings, Song Zhong Lin felt it wasn't necessary. His office was big enough; he could just add a desk so he could see her anytime.

Back in his office, Song Ke Rao still ignored the man who was following her. Song Zhong Lin had no choice but to return to his seat with a long face. Just then, Secretary Zheng knocked on the door and said there was a contract that needed to be signed.

Today, she was wearing a tight-fitting off-shoulder dress, the short skirt clinging tightly to her full hips. When she bent down to sign for Song Zhonglin, he must have seen her cleavage from his angle, Song Ke'rao was absolutely certain, glaring resentfully at the oblivious man.

Song Zhonglin looked up and saw the resentful gaze from across the street. After the person left, he closed the door and drew the blinds, blocking the view from outside, and then took his daughter onto his lap.

"Why are you pouting and not saying anything again?"

"She's seducing you!"

"Hahaha..."

"Aren't you very proud? So many people like you, General Manager Song is really charming!" Song Ke'rao said sourly.

"The person you mentioned last time was Secretary Zheng, right?" Song Zhonglin suddenly remembered that she had said the same thing before.

"And what about the others? Haven't you noticed how the women always dress up especially for department meetings?"

"They're not my baby, why would I care about them? Or, baby, why don't you bite Daddy's neck and leave a kiss mark on his arm, so they know Daddy's your man?"

"Who...who's as bored as you?"

"Sweetie, don't be angry. Don't you know Daddy's heart? Daddy only values their work ability. If you don't want to see them, make a list for Daddy, and Daddy will fire them all, okay?"

"Pfft...Daddy, if you lived in ancient times, you'd definitely be a tyrant."

"What's wrong with that for my baby? Smiling means you're not angry anymore. Come on, give Daddy a kiss."

Knowing her father's feelings for her, Song Ke Rao still couldn't help feeling jealous when she saw someone having designs on Song Zhong Lin. She liked it when her father coaxed her and repeatedly emphasized his feelings for her. She also had vanity; she wanted the person she liked to belong completely to her.

It was the weekend, and Song Ke Rao woke up naturally. After washing up, she went downstairs but didn't see Song Zhong Lin. She asked Aunt Chen, who said he had gone out early in the morning. Since they started dating, Song Zhonglin would always update her on his whereabouts. Although she would say he didn't need to, she was secretly very happy.

It was the weekend, and she didn't know where he was going so early in the morning, so Song Ke'rao made a call. The other person answered quickly.

"Awake?" the other person asked gently.

"Yes, where did Daddy go?"

"I ordered two outfits a while ago. I have a party tonight and need to wear them. The store said they were too busy to deliver, so Dad went to pick them up himself and is coming home soon."

Song Zhonglin had already gotten into the car with the clothes. He checked the time—it was a little after 10 a.m.—and asked into his phone, "Have you eaten anything?"

"No..."

"You can't eat if you don't see Dad when you wake up?

" "No... I just wanted to see Dad first.

" "Sweetie... Dad will be home soon. Go eat something, okay?"

One of the outfits Song Zhonglin ordered belonged to Song Kera. Tonight was their monthly gathering, and he wanted to bring Song Kera along to formally introduce her to them.

This group consisted of several childhood friends from similar backgrounds. They had known each other since they were young and were all only children, so there was less backstabbing and more brotherly affection. They all knew about his feelings for Song Kera.

After Song Zhonglin told Song Kerao about it, she became very nervous and kept asking if she could skip it. Song Zhonglin reassured her with a smile that they were all his childhood friends and had always known of her existence; this was just a casual meeting.

Seeing Song Zhonglin's firm attitude, Song Kerao had no choice but to obediently change into the clothes he had ordered. Song Zhonglin had his eye on a pure white evening gown, its smooth fabric perfectly complementing her气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament), like a noble peony.

When Song Kerao came out, Song Zhonglin was stunned, completely awestruck. He felt at first glance that the dress suited her perfectly, but he hadn't expected it to look so good on her. It wasn't that she was wearing the clothes; rather, the clothes were made for her.

Song Kerao, feeling stared at by Song Zhonglin, dared not look up. She felt as if she were standing naked in the air, being scrutinized by her father.

Song Zhonglin stepped forward, took his daughter's hand, and kissed it. "What should I do? Daddy's completely smitten with you."

"Daddy's charming too."

Song Zhonglin was wearing a black tuxedo, understated and not flashy. Standing next to Song Kera, they looked like a match made in heaven. They looked to be around the same age, more like lovers than father and daughter.

The party was held at a hotel owned by Lance. This VIP room was only open to a few of them. The room had all sorts of entertainment options, so they usually stayed up all night.

Song Zhonglin and his group arrived quite late. When they entered and saw everyone's stares, Song Kera turned her head away shyly. Song Zhonglin gave his friends a warning look, then put his arm around her shoulder and walked forward.

"Kera, this is Lance, the owner of the hotel, Fan Zhenye, Qi Hanyu, and Liu Fubo," Song Zhonglin introduced them one by one.

"Hello everyone," Song Kera greeted them, blushing.

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

"You...you guys shouldn't call me that."

"Don't scare her, just call her Ke Rao. Please sit down."

Song Zhonglin's tone wasn't reproachful at all; instead, he smiled broadly and began serving the dishes after taking his seat.

Drinking was an inevitable part of any gathering of men. Song Ke Rao had never seen Song Zhonglin drink before and didn't know his capacity. Watching him down glass after glass, she frowned, but she didn't want to stop him. This was the first time she'd met Song Zhonglin's friends, and she couldn't let him lose face in front of them.

Lance noticed the change in Song Ke Rao's expression and teased Song Zhonglin, "Zhonglin, Ke Rao thinks you've had too much to drink."

His words drew everyone's attention to her. She shook her head vigorously, saying no. Song Zhonglin was secretly pleased; his baby was becoming more and more attentive to him. He leaned down and breathed warm air into her ear, whispering, "Daddy's fine."

"Ke Rao, don't worry, he has a very high tolerance for alcohol. We've all passed out, but he won't," Qi Hanyu said as he refilled her glass.

"Hmm, it's alright, you guys drink."

"Ke Rao, do you know how Zhong Lin trained his drinking capacity?" Lance gave Song Zhong Lin a malicious look.

Song Ke Rao couldn't tell if the blush on Song Zhong Lin's face was from drinking too much or from Lance's words, but Lance's question did pique her interest. Everyone was looking forward to the show. Song Zhong Lin coughed lightly, trying to change the subject, but Lance didn't give him the chance.

"You have no idea how much we've suffered at his hands over the years..."

"That's right, that's right." The others chimed in.

"It's common for him to wake us up in the middle of the night to go out drinking. The reason is that he becomes too sober after peeping at you while you're sleeping, like a perverted old man

. And every time, we're the ones who get drunk. We'd be happy to have a beautiful woman with us, but he just won't let us. He's a grown man, how can we not get drunk?" "Hey...why didn't I hear you guys complain before ?"

"That's because we felt sorry for you. Anyway, now that you've won the heart of a beauty, can't we vent our frustrations?"

"Don't expose my past. Just admit you can't hold your liquor."

Song Zhonglin peeled some shrimp and put them in Song Ke'rao's bowl, then scooped up some shark fin and placed it in front of her. Song Ke'rao was used to her father's care, but today, in front of this man, Song Zhonglin didn't hold back, making

her feel a little ashamed. Those few simple words contained so much of Song Zhonglin's pain. Song Ke'rao knew how fortunate she was to have such a man who loved her so deeply. Fortunately, she would love him with her life and spend her whole life with him to make him happy.

Seeing that Song Zhonglin had drunk enough, Song Kerao suggested leaving first. The others tactfully didn't stop her. After getting into the car, Song Kerao let Song Zhonglin lean against her lap, touched his face—it was a little hot—and opened the window.

"Dad, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?" Song Kerao asked anxiously.

"Um... Dad's fine..."

He didn't speak again on the way home. After arriving home, Song Kerao struggled to help Song Zhonglin to his room. Just as she was about to leave, her hand was grabbed. Turning around, she saw her father's eyes, which were somewhat clearer, and she sat back on the bed.

"Dad, are you feeling any better?"

"Um..."

"Then you should rest well. I'm going back to my room."

Song Zhonglin didn't let go of Song Kerao's hand. She waited quietly, her heart pounding. She sensed that this night might be different; she was both afraid and excited about what was about to happen.

"Will you stay?"

After a while, Song Zhonglin spoke softly, and Song Kera had no reason to refuse. She could give the man in bed everything she had, so she nodded.

Song Zhonglin excitedly pulled her into his arms, placing her beneath him, his eyes fixed on her, afraid that the next blink would reveal it was all a dream. He had too many terrifying experiences of waking up to an empty bed.

"Is this real?" Song Zhonglin gently stroked Song Kera's face. "Baby, tell Daddy this isn't a dream."

"Daddy, look, you can feel me, so it's real." Song Kera pressed Song Zhonglin's hand against her face.

"Finally, you'll belong to me!"

He then leaned down and bit Song Kera's lips, his lust raging. The person he had longed for for half his life was now lying beneath him. His hands roamed over her body, each touch igniting a fire within her, making her breath heavier.

"Daddy...hot..."

"Good girl...get up, Daddy will help you take off your clothes."

The two undressed each other. Song Kerao blushed deeply, covering her genitals with her hands. Realizing her upper body was also naked, she decided to cover herself up, but couldn't ignore the burning gaze.

"Don't cover... Baby's body is beautiful, Daddy wants to see."

He gazed intently at Song Kerao's naked body, as if admiring a priceless treasure, occasionally stroking it... "Baby's skin is so smooth, so nice to touch..."

"Daddy... no..."

Song Zhonglin's hands lingered on Song Kerao's fully developed breasts, kneading and squeezing them with satisfaction. Both nipples were played with until they stood erect, hard against Song Zhonglin's palms, causing his breathing to quicken.

"Baby, do you see... Daddy's hands are tightly cupping your breasts... Do you often touch them at night... otherwise how could they grow so big..." he said erotically, kneading them even more forcefully.

"No...no...Daddy...it hurts..."

"No? These soft breasts are only for Daddy to touch from now on, understand?"

"I...I understand...Daddy, be gentle..."

Song Zhonglin proudly lowered his head and took the small, cute, and hard nipple into his mouth, biting and gently pulling it with his teeth, causing Song Kera to pant continuously. He then circled the nipple with the tip of his tongue, glistening with wetness.

"Baby's nipples are pink, so cute. Let Daddy suckle them well, and when you get milk, you can feed Daddy."

"Daddy...don't say that..."

After playing with Song Kera's tender breasts enough, Song Zhonglin's tongue traveled down to her navel, pressing against it. His nimble tongue explored the recessed territory, and Song Kera kept tightening her lower abdomen, pushing Song Zhonglin's head away with her hands.

"Daddy...it itches...don't lick anymore..."

Song Zhonglin finally let go, and continued downwards, finally reaching the triangle area he had longed for. Between two snow-white thighs lay the enchanting cave that drove him mad. Song Zhonglin parted her thighs, fully exposing Song Ke Rao's vulva to him. The girl's mons pubis had sparse pubic hair, but it did not detract from her beauty at all. At this moment, the small opening, enveloped by two fleshy labia, was already overflowing with love juice, wet and glistening.

"Baby's so wet... Daddy just touched your breasts and you're already this wet. When Daddy puts his penis in, won't it flood this place?"

"Daddy, don't say that..."

"Let Daddy taste baby's flavor."

Saying that, he ran his finger across her vulva, put his finger, which was covered in her juices, into his mouth, and sucked it earnestly. Seeing her father like this, Song Kera felt hot all over and began to twist her body... "Baby's nectar is so delicious, Daddy wants to drink it all."

Song Zhonglin buried his face between her legs and took a deep breath of her tender vulva, which was gushing with love juice. This immediately made her scream. This kind of pleasure was too stimulating. Song Kera, who was experiencing lust for the first time, came on the spot.

"Waaah..."

Seeing his daughter's tearful face, Song Zhonglin's heart broke. He tenderly licked away her tears and kept kissing her eyes... "Baby, don't cry... that's how you show you love Daddy..."

"Waaah... Daddy..."

"Silly girl, did Daddy like what he did to you just now? Was it comfortable?"

"Hmm... but... but it's so embarrassing..."

"It's normal to have an orgasm from someone you love. There's nothing embarrassing about it. Besides, the way you had your orgasm made Daddy's penis even harder. If you don't believe me, touch it."

Song Zhonglin held Song Ke Rao's hand and placed it on his penis. Song Ke Rao didn't dare to look directly at her father's shameful part, but the sensation in her hand made her blush. A hard and thick penis lay in her small hand. Being able to touch it made the sensation even more obvious. Song Ke Rao could imagine what it looked like. The front was a round and full mushroom head with small holes. The shaft was concave and convex, covered with veins and bulges. Below the shaft were two soft sacs, the two soft testicles she had touched last time.

"Baby, do you like Daddy's penis?" Seeing his daughter touching it carefully, Song Zhonglin teased her.

"Daddy... is it really going to go in... into me?"

"Don't be afraid, Daddy will be gentle, okay? It always hurts the first time, but for Daddy... baby can bear it, right?"

"Mmm... trust Daddy."

"Then Daddy's going to put it in, baby, are you ready?"

"Ready."

Song Zhonglin spread Song Ke Rao's legs wider, holding his penis and rubbing it against her entrance. More love juice flowed out. Feeling that the time was almost right, he slowly pushed his penis in until he encountered a barrier. He was covered in sweat. Seeing his daughter's frightened eyes, he bent down and kissed her lips again.

"Baby, it will hurt from now on, you have to bear with it." After saying that, he thrust hard, breaking through her defenses, and his entire penis entered her vagina... "Ah!!!"

Although she was mentally prepared, the tearing pain in her lower body still made Song Ke Rao cry. Seeing her tears, Song Zhong Lin felt guilty. He pressed his lips to her pink lips and gently sucked, while his large hands kneaded her snow-white breasts, constantly coaxing her... "Baby, don't cry, Daddy won't move..."

"Daddy hurts...it hurts so much..."

"Good girl...it won't hurt in a little while..."

Song Zhong Lin suppressed his desire, gently nibbling at her breasts with his mouth and kneading the other with his hand. After doing this for a while, the two small nipples stood up again. Seeing that the pain on his daughter's face had lessened considerably, he moved his hand to the place where they were joined and slowly kneaded Song Ke Rao's clitoris. Hearing her unable to hide her moans, he gently swayed his hips.

“Baby, is it okay for Daddy to move like this? Does it still hurt…?”

“Mmm… Daddy, be gentle…”

Song Zhonglin observed the reaction of the person beneath him as he thrust his erection, feeling the narrow passage begin to soften. Pleasure gradually appeared on Song Kerao’s face. Song Zhonglin’s movements increased, and the little hole enveloping his penis suddenly tightened, causing him to roar.

“So tight… Baby’s cunt… sucking Daddy’s cock so tightly… so good…”

“Ah… Daddy… Daddy…”

The pain in the tender place, which felt like a weapon being poured into her, slowly subsided, replaced by pleasure that Song Kerao had never experienced before. She was at a loss and could only call out to the person she trusted.

Hearing his daughter's shy moans, Song Zhonglin, as if injected with adrenaline, increased the frequency of his thrusts, manipulating the beauty beneath him with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Love fluid continuously gushed from her vagina, making Song Zhonglin even more excited. He had waited for this moment for far too long, so long that he couldn't believe it himself. Now that it was finally here, the satisfaction of being with his beloved far exceeded his expectations.

His glans continuously rubbed against his daughter's inner walls, the tender flesh of her vagina moving slightly with each thrust, bringing Song Zhonglin ultimate pleasure. His penis grew thicker and harder, as if it might explode at any moment.

“Baby…does Daddy feel good inside you? Do you want Daddy…faster…harder…”

“Ah…Daddy…it feels good…um…”

“Do you like…Daddy fucking you?”

“Daddy…don’t ask such…shameful questions…”

“Daddy wants to hear…how strong Daddy is when he fucks you? Does it…rub your sensitive spot?”

While saying lewd words, he looked at his daughter’s flushed face, his thick penis thrusting wildly in Song Kera’s tight vagina, rubbing intensely against her sensitive areas, the penetration becoming extremely intense, both of their pubic hair were covered in love juice, utterly lewd.

“Daddy…slow down…”

“Daddy, slow down…ah…slow down so you can…moan like a little slut?”

Seeing her gentle father speaking such lewd words on the bed excited Song Ke Rao. She gripped the sheets tightly, biting her lower lip, trying to stop her moans from escaping.

“Scream out…let Daddy hear my beautiful moans…”

“Mmm…mmm…Daddy…ah…”

The thick glans pulled out until it reached the entrance of her vagina, then slammed back in. Song Ke Rao clearly felt the man penetrating her vagina. Her vaginal canal was filled to the brim when he entered. The sensation was indescribable. Song Zhong Lin also felt incredibly comfortable. His penis continued to stretch and thrust in and out of the enchanting passage. An indescribable pleasure spread from their point of union throughout their entire bodies.

Song Zhong Lin wrapped Song Ke Rao’s legs around his waist, reached under her armpits to lift her up, and placed her on his lap, making their contact even closer. Song Kera hugged his neck, and Song Zhonglin thrust upwards relentlessly, his daughter's moans escalating his desire.

"Ahhh... Daddy's so strong..."

"Baby, do you love it?"

"Love... love... Daddy... it feels so good..."

Song Zhonglin gripped Song Kera's buttocks tightly, pulling them apart to make it easier for his penis to enter and exit. The room temperature rose, and both of them were drenched in sweat. Song Kera's breasts rubbed against Song Zhonglin's chest as he moved downwards, and he lowered his head and bit down on the throbbing mound, planting hickeys on it.

"Mmm... Daddy... I want both..." she said, thrusting her other breast into his mouth.

"Little slut... do you like Daddy biting your nipples?" Song Zhonglin took the nipple into his mouth.

"Ah..."

He didn't leave until both of her poor little nipples were red and swollen from being played with. He then inserted his tongue back into his daughter's open, moaning cherry-like mouth. His nimble tongue slid over every part of her mouth, finally sucking on her tender flesh, mimicking the thrusting motions of intercourse.

Song Zhonglin's scrotum made a series of "slap slap" sounds as it struck Song Ke Rao's vulva, sounding so powerful and forceful, as if determined to force his limp scrotum into his daughter's vagina. Song Ke Rao cried out incessantly from this intense thrusting, and more vaginal fluid flowed from her opening.

“Mmm…mmm…”

“Baby is so amazing…you swallowed Daddy’s whole cock…”

“Daddy…ahhh…”

“Daddy finally got into your amazing cunt, ahhhhh…it feels so good…can you let Daddy fuck you every day from now on?”

“Mmm…mmm…only for Daddy to fuck…”

“Your little mouth down there is biting Daddy’s cock and won’t let go, and your little mouth up there is saying such erotic things. Baby is a born little slut, isn’t she?”

“No…no…Daddy, don’t bully me…”

“Daddy just likes to bully people. I love to see baby being fucked by Daddy until she screams and begs for mercy.”

Song Zhonglin started a new round of fierce attacks, his waist thrusting wildly, each thrust hitting Song Kera’s cervix hard. The impact felt so good that she bit Song Zhonglin’s shoulder, and weak moans still kept coming out…it was so stimulating. She never knew that sex could feel so good. It was as if this sensation had been amplified several times or even dozens of times.

Feeling Song Zhonglin's body begin to move, Song Ke'rao was startled. She tightened her grip on his neck, her vagina instinctively clenching. Song Zhonglin slapped her buttocks as a warning, "Want to break Daddy's legs?"

"Daddy..."

By this time, Song Zhonglin had gotten off the bed, his penis still inside her. Song Ke'rao had no choice but to entwine her legs tightly around her father's body, her calves intertwined. Song Zhonglin's large hands held her firm buttocks, pressing them against his genitals, making them cling together like conjoined twins.

Due to gravity, this position allowed Song Zhonglin's penis to penetrate even deeper, reaching his uterus. Although it was more strenuous, the pleasure was more intense. With each step, Song Ke'rao's vagina would involuntarily tighten, gripping his penis tightly, an indescribable pleasure.

"Baby, touch... Daddy's genitals are connected to yours..."

he said, pulling his daughter's hand to their joined parts. Song Ke'rao felt his penis moving in and out of her vagina, bringing out slippery fluid, and her whole body flushed with embarrassment.

Two naked bodies walked intertwined, accompanied by heavy breathing and soft, painful yet pleasurable moans. The tall man manipulated the petite girl as he walked… Seeing the sweat dripping from Song Zhonglin’s forehead, Song Ke’rao licked it away with her tongue and asked, “Daddy… is this… very tiring?”

“You fearless little vixen… daring to tease Daddy…”

“I didn’t… I was just… worried about you…”

“Whether you need to worry or not, Daddy will soon show you… I’ve endured so much because I was afraid you’d get hurt… it seems I don’t need to…”

Song Zhonglin laid Song Ke’rao back down on the bed, pulled her two fair thighs up and placed them on his shoulders, and began to thrust wildly into her long-desired vagina. The thrusts were so intense that Song Ke’rao desperately begged for mercy, but he ignored her. Without hurting her, Song Zhonglin’s attacks came wave after wave.

The friction between his penis and her vaginal walls brought him extreme excitement. Song Zhonglin kept squeezing and kneading Song Kera's buttocks, his glans grinding rapidly in and out of her vagina. Song Kera's two snow-white breasts swayed violently, gradually arousing him.

"Doesn't Daddy feel good fucking you?"

"Mmm...mmm...Daddy...ahhh..."

"Your cherry lips are Daddy's...your snow-white breasts are Daddy's...your pink pussy is Daddy's too...from top to bottom, inside and out...it all belongs to Daddy alone...only Daddy can touch you, understand?"

"Daddy...Daddy..."

"Say...say you belong to Daddy alone...only Daddy can fuck you like this...only Daddy can hear your beautiful moans..."

Seeing his daughter's chaotic expression, he knew she was about to climax, and he was also about to lose control. But he needed to hear Song Kera's promise to soothe his unease. He felt ashamed for using such despicable means as sex to achieve his goals, but the person beneath him was the love of his life, and he needed her to walk hand in hand with him through the rest of his life.

Overwhelmed by the climax, Song Ke Rao was nearly unable to control herself, but she sensed her father's unease. She knew he didn't believe her feelings for him were love, even after their intimate encounter… Song Ke Rao rose and kissed the man who loved her so dearly, then whispered in his ear, "Dad… I'll always be yours alone, I love you!"

These were the most beautiful words Song Zhong Lin had ever heard. He thrust his hips forcefully, pushing with all his might into his daughter's vagina. Song Ke Rao's vagina was stretched wider and wider. With a final, powerful thrust, Song Zhong Lin ejaculated his essence directly into her uterus.

Song Ke Rao fainted from the scalding semen. Song Zhong Lin convulsed and trembled for a while before stopping his ejaculation. Seeing the unconscious person in his arms, he kissed her red lips tenderly, then withdrew his penis, a large amount of white fluid mixed with red streaks flowing out… giving him immense psychological and physical satisfaction. Afterwards, Song Zhong Lin carried the unconscious person to the bathroom…

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