Rape of his biological daughters one by one

Chapter 1 Su Shan
The year I graduated high school, my girlfriend Barbara, whom I had been dating for several months, told me she was pregnant. A week after finding out, we got married.

Strictly speaking, we weren't in love; we were just together. My reason for dating her was that she was the sexiest girl on the school cheerleading team, especially her enormous 34F breasts, which were famous throughout several nearby schools.

Marriage was a reluctant but necessary decision. However, when we discovered she was carrying a girl, I felt extremely disappointed. I'm a man with very traditional values; sons are far more important than daughters.

With a heavy heart, I tried my best to maintain the marriage, even giving up a readily available university education to find a job to support my family. Even now, I still wonder what would have happened if I had continued my studies.

I was only eighteen when I got married, a tall, handsome high school graduate with no job opportunities.

After repeated rejections and humiliations in my job search, I made a painful decision and started my own business: 'Getting Things Done Limited'.

Need help assembling a VCR? Digital TV? Smartphone? Computer?

Look no further than me.

Need help assembling your kids' bicycles? Or furniture and chairs?

Give me a call.

At first, I was the only one working hard, but as time went by and with appropriate reinvestment, the company grew. Now, I have thirty-two employees, both men and women, all university graduates. Most of these young people are part-time workers; they are smart, and their low wages keep costs down. I provide them with flexible working hours, the legal minimum wage, free lunch and dinner, and a high year-end bonus… if they stay until the end of the year. Once

the company was on track, my workload decreased significantly. At least, I no longer had to go out on business personally. I only went to the company a few times a week to check and confirm that everything was running smoothly, and then stayed at home to review the current profits and losses of stocks, bonds, and other reinvestment projects.

As a middle-aged man who had just turned twenty-eight, I lived a leisurely life, had a successful career, and, more importantly… had plenty of money in my pocket.

Unfortunately, not everything was so perfect… my busty wife wasn't there to share it all.

After giving birth to my eldest daughter, Susan, Barbara had two more lovely daughters. But six years ago, before my career had truly taken off, one afternoon when I came home early, I found this bitch lying naked on the bed, her enormous breasts jiggling, having an affair with a plumber.

In a fit of rage, I smashed the adulterer's nose, and amidst his pleas, kicked the useless thing out the door. Then, after a simple legal process, I divorced that voluptuous woman who had cheated on me.

Having relinquished custody, she disappeared from the sight of me and my three daughters. The last time I heard about her was when I heard she had moved to a nearby city, become addicted to drugs, and stood on the street every night, shaking her large, fat breasts, selling her voluptuous and sexy body for a despicable and decadent life.

I don't know if this news was true or false, but it certainly gave me a sense of satisfaction.

Because of my divorce, I had been raising my three lovely daughters alone since I was twenty-two. Looking back on my life, I've never wanted to be the kind of man who gives up easily, so despite the difficulties, I raised Susan, Jenny, and Michelle.

While striving in my career, I personally changed diapers, bottle-fed my daughters, potty trained my three little darlings, and clumsily sang to them to sleep.

The nanny I hired was a great help during the week, but after 6 pm and throughout the weekend, the responsibility fell entirely on me.

As I knew from the beginning, being a substitute parent is truly difficult, but once I started, I wouldn't give up, and I was genuinely willing to sacrifice for my daughters.

Only one thing made me very uncomfortable. That's because, drained by caring for my three daughters, I had no time, energy, or interest left for dating other women.

As a man in my prime, I naturally felt incredibly hungry and unsatisfied with this lonely life, so occasionally I would sneak off to some raucous pubs in the city, spend some money on drinks, and play around with some wild, teenage girls.

Of course, my three precious daughters knew nothing about these things. They were such adorable, blonde-haired, blue-eyed little angels; I didn't want these things to taint their hearts.

My eldest daughter, Su Shan, is independent and self-reliant; her intelligence shines through in her outstanding academic performance. My second daughter, Jenny, is naturally quiet, enjoys housework, and her cooking skills rival those of adults, though she easily becomes shy when praised. As for our youngest daughter, Michelle, she's an adorable little girl who loves to cling to her father all day.

I often thought of them as little girls who would never grow up, assuming that this father-daughter relationship would continue indefinitely. Our lives only changed when Su Shan turned twelve and started her first period.

Listening to my eldest daughter's half-whiny request for money to buy a new bra, I was forced to realize with shock that she had become a young woman, no longer a little girl. Soon, she would need her own space, her own phone, and even start dating.

After some consideration, I decided to do what other parents do: give my daughter birth control pills first, so that one day I wouldn't have to angrily raise a grandchild who suddenly appeared.

But changes beyond my expectations happened one after another, until that night when my whole life was drastically altered.

That night, a storm came, thunder roared, and the wind howled as if trying to rip the roof off the house. I couldn't sleep, and I kept thinking about the few newly hired female college students at the company, their clothes revealing and provocative, their swaying hips as they walked, their hearts burning with desire. So I flipped through the latest issue of Playboy, my hand in my crotch, masturbating.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock at the door, followed by a sob that sounded almost like crying. I was jolted awake, remembering how Su Shan, despite her seemingly brave nature, had always been terrified of thunder.

"Dad, I can't sleep… I'm so scared. Can I hold you while I sleep?"

The delicate voice sounded so innocent, but I was in a very awkward state of arousal, a burning desire coursing through my veins.

Perhaps I should have loudly said "No" and shooed my daughter back to her room…

"Okay, my darling daughter, come in."

The door opened, and the little angel, startled by the thunder, rushed in. Oh my god, she looked so adorable in that light blue pajama.

But... what was even more captivating was her snow-white body, clearly exposed beneath her thin clothing. Although her curves were still quite immature, her breasts were clearly inherited from her mother, bulging and full at such a young age, and she was already wearing a bra; and the pure cotton panties covering her cute little bottom stimulated my boiling blood.

When I held her in my arms, besides feeling the pleasure of her full breasts rubbing against my chest, I also smelled a fragrance emanating from her, a scent unique to a twelve-year-old girl, like a slightly unripe but gradually ripening fruit, tempting one to pick it.

My daughter and I hugged each other tightly. I held her close, gently comforting her anxieties. However, my penis, like a venomous snake, instinctively sought out her soft buttocks, repeatedly trying to bury itself deep inside.

"Dad, there's something..."

"Baby, go to sleep."

Sensing my daughter's panic, I tried to fall asleep as soon as possible, but the noise of the storm, the burning desire in my heart, and the tempting sweet fragrance emanating from my daughter made it impossible. Instead, my erect penis grew harder and hotter.

I struggled to hold on for half an hour, the wind and rain outside still raging, just like my chaotic state of mind.

Driven by wicked thoughts, I suddenly reached out and cupped my daughter's full, snowy breasts, which were larger than those of girls her age, gently stroking and circling them, letting my hand feel the roundness of her breasts.

The strange sensation of playing with my own daughter's breasts brought me to a heightened excitement I hadn't felt in years. Without thinking, I shifted my lower body, pressing Su Shan's round, snow-white buttocks close to my hard, bulging crotch, and began to slowly rub them.

I had assumed my daughter was asleep, but unexpectedly, at this crucial moment, I heard her faint, mournful cry, like a chick's.

"Dad, Dad, what are you doing? Don't touch me, your...your hand...how could you do this? I'm your daughter..."

Su Shan's panicked cries didn't stop my burning desire. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my arm.

This little girl, she actually dared to bite me?

In a fit of shock and anger, I instinctively went into defensiveness, gripping Su Shan, who was crying out in pain, even tighter. A multitude of thoughts raced through my mind.

After the divorce, I sacrificed the best years of my life raising these little brats, but what did I get in return? Now that they're grown up, they've started to rebel against me, to reject me, to bite me back like this, to be as ungrateful as their whore mother?

No way. No matter what, I'm their father. Who gave them the right to rebel against me?

"Shut your dog mouth! You're just like your ungrateful mother, ungrateful and heartless! When did you get the audacity to talk to me like that? Let me tell you, I've put up with your dog mouth long enough, long enough!"

I roared angrily, giving Su Shan my final punitive order. "Take off that damned outfit, get down on your knees, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

My harsh shout stunned Su Shan. This was normal, because I had never scolded her like this before. Even for the biggest things, I would only give her a hard slap on the palm or a couple of spanks on the buttocks... Of course, she would always be properly dressed.

Actually, I don't know what's wrong with me tonight, that I've become so ferocious, but one thing is certain: I can't stop now.

While she was still lost in thought, I rushed forward, grabbed the collar of her robe, and ripped it open, revealing a simple little bra. The light blue bra couldn't contain her full breasts; they looked to be about a 30C.

I knew my daughter had already started developing, but… a twelve-year-old girl with a C-cup? I didn't know if this was inherited from her mother, or if kids these days are just too well-developed.

My father's sudden change in demeanor terrified Su Shan, who cried out repeatedly, "No! No!" But I was consumed by lust and ignored her cries. Just like years ago with that big-breasted slut, I reached out and roughly grabbed her breasts.

"Ouch..." Hearing my daughter cry out in pain, I couldn't help but admire her. Even through her bra, her skin was so bouncy; this girl had definitely inherited her mother's good looks.

At that moment, Su Shan seemed to come to her senses and remembered to fight back, her hands continuing to lash out at me. I quickly grabbed her hands, then pulled them away, grabbed her light blue bra, and ripped it open with a "whoosh," immediately using it to bind my daughter's hands.

"Waaah... Daddy, no! I'm your own daughter! No... Waaah..."

I was only focused on venting, and I couldn't hear anything else. Without a word, I pulled Su Shan down onto my lap, pulling her pajama bottoms and white panties down to her calves, revealing her snow-white, smooth, and round buttocks.

I carefully admired every inch of my daughter's skin. Her round, full breasts looked very firm; the pink buds on the peaks were fresh and tempting. Between her legs, sparse golden pubic hairs revealed her lovely, tender vulva.

Su Shan struggled and rolled desperately, trying to break free from my lap, crying pitifully and begging me to stop. These unnecessary actions only fueled my anger, eliciting no pity from me. I resolved to teach this unruly girl a lesson in family ethics and respect, to make her understand who the master of this house was.

"Shut your mouth. I'm telling you, I'm going to spank you fourteen times. Pay attention and count carefully. If you miss even one… well, we'll start all over again."

Under this violent coercion, the frail Su Shan had no choice. I wrapped one arm around her slender waist and slapped her snow-white buttocks with the other.

"One (smack), two (smack), three (bang)... Ah! Good... Oh, I hate you! I hate you! Why did you hit me? Waaah... Four (smack smack), waaaah..."

"Smack!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a hand slapping her buttocks, Su Shan's whole body began to tremble.

"Five... It hurts!"

Su Shan cried out loudly.

"It's supposed to hurt. This is your punishment for disobeying your father!"

I shouted angrily, slapping her other soft buttocks hard with my palm.

"Smack!"

"Ah... six..."

The soft skin of her snowy buttocks quickly turned red. Being able to slap such elastic tender flesh gave me an indescribable pleasure.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

"Ah...it hurts...please spare me!"

Under my relentless slapping, Su Shan cried her eyes out, a complete sob, not knowing how hard it had been to get to the end.

"Waaah...thirteen already (smack)...fourteen."

After a round of slapping, my daughter's soft, snowy bottom was now stained with a beautiful rose-red color; intricate handprints appeared on her firm, fleshy buttocks.

Su Shan, seemingly exhausted, kept panting and dry heaving. Seeing her pitiful state, my anger gradually subsided, but at that moment, I made a decision that would change my life: to rape my eldest daughter.

Without warning, I tossed my crying daughter onto the bed, then quickly grabbed her ankles, giving her no chance to struggle, spreading her legs wide and holding them firmly, kissing her like a lustful devil.

"You little bitch, I bet you're not a virgin anymore. You young girls are all the same, slutty and cheap, not even graduated from school and already messing around with male students, pshaw! Let me tell you, if other men can fuck you, I can too. At least, I'm the father who gave birth to your little cunt, you deserve to be fucked by me!"

I stood between Su Shan's legs, grinning lewdly, and said, "Baby, Daddy's going to fuck your little cunt, tonight Daddy's going to fuck every part of your body."

"No, Dad, you can't do this! I... I'm still a virgin! Please go away, go away!"

Facing imminent doom, an indescribable fear flashed in Su Shan's eyes. She cried desperately, kicking her slender legs, but I held them tightly. I adjusted my penis and began to force my way in.

At first, I lifted her legs, trying to spread them as wide as possible, exposing my daughter's pure vulva. Then, I slowly touched those tender, beautiful lips with my penis. During this process, I had to use my hands to restrain Su Shan's hands, because she was like a wildcat, constantly trying to scratch my face with her nails.

Of course, with such a large difference in body size between the man and woman, these little struggles are completely ineffective.

"Hey, my darling daughter, want to prove to Daddy you're really a virgin? Ready? I promise it'll hurt."

My glans touched her supple hymen, and I grinned lewdly at my daughter before delivering a brutal, heavy thrust. Amidst Su Shan's pitiful screams, I took her virginity.

Good heavens, my daughter's pussy was so tight, and fucking hot!

While raping my own daughter, I lowered my head, sucking and playing with her full C-cup breasts, laughing gleefully.

"Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy it? From now on, you're mine. You're my daughter, my little slutty whore, my fucking toy. Accept it. Every daughter is born to be fucked by her father."

In the ecstasy of my orgasm, I shuddered and ejaculated my thick semen deep into my daughter's tender little hole without reservation.

After I pulled out my penis, exhausted but excited, Su Shan curled up her naked body and cried incessantly until she fainted from exhaustion.

Although she had just lost her virginity, the girl's body lying there still looked so pure and flawless, especially the bright red stain flowing down her snow-white thighs, which strongly stimulated the beast in my heart. As a result, not long after, I woke my daughter up and raped her again.

Afterwards, I threatened my daughter, telling her that no one would believe her lies and that she should give up on seeking help from outsiders. I also forced her to start taking birth control pills. When I took her to get the pills, I explained to the doctor that my daughter had a boyfriend and that the pills were just in case.

When I spoke to the doctor like this, Su Shan always kept her head down and remained silent for a long time. There were no witnesses to my affair with her, and I kept warning her that if something happened to me, she would lose everything and end up on the streets. Even if she was adopted by a family, she would be forced to separate from her two younger sisters, and her classmates at her new school would soon find out that she was a little slut who had been violated by her own father.

Su Shan was an outgoing and unruly daughter, so from that time on, she was always looking for opportunities to run away, but as soon as she returned home, she became taciturn, except for one time when she would scream particularly loudly.

"No! You beast...don't!"

On the day I got the birth control pills, I dragged my eldest daughter into the room again and enjoyed her immature girlish body once more. This time, I made her lie on the edge of the bed, raising her snow-white little buttocks high, and fucked her tender hole from behind in a doggy style.
Chapter Two: Jenny
In the following twelve months, I raped Su Shan an average of several times a week, sometimes more. To avoid suspicion and prevent her two younger sisters, Jenny and Michelle, from finding out, I usually bathed with Su Shan and had sex in the bathroom. During this time, she also learned how to perform oral sex on her father's large penis.

But no man is without lust. After Su Shan, I became curious about the development of my other two daughters, wondering if these seemingly innocent and adorable girls, like their older sister, were experiencing any unexpected surprises.

Originally, after they turned seven, I avoided bathing with them to avoid suspicion. However, taking advantage of their protests about why their older sister could bathe with me, I brought them back into the bathroom and stripped the two little girls completely naked.

It was then that I realized I had indeed failed in my duty. Eleven-year-old Jenny's breasts had already begun to develop, becoming a small B-cup; as for Michelle, although her chest was flat, it made people look forward to her future growth.

Besides bathing, I also found opportunities to enjoy myself elsewhere, especially when watching TV with my daughters. I would always find a chance to lift their skirts and let their little bottoms sit on my penis.

But my favorite was still my eldest daughter, who could wiggle her butt and truly swallow and spit out my penis with her vagina.

To show that I was a generous and good father, Su Shan received more benefits than her younger sister. Besides the special nutritious milk that was often sprayed on her face, her snow-white breasts, and even her belly, Jenny and Michelle often asked me when they could have their own phone and radio like their older sister, and not be subject to any set sleep schedules.

I treated this eldest daughter like an adult, like Su Shan was the mistress of the house, and I would buy her everything she wanted.

Gradually, Su Shan developed a habit of demanding expensive luxury items from me before or after each time I raped her, which she would then discard after only a few uses.

As her father, I strongly disapproved of Su Shan's extravagant and wasteful habits. What if one day she became independent and needed to maintain this lavish lifestyle without sufficient financial resources? Would she become like those decadent young people, living on borrowed money? I wouldn't allow that.

However, every time I saw her swaying her snow-white buttocks and her increasingly full and firm breasts, being fucked by me like a wanton prostitute, I happily tolerated her little bit of whimsy.

Not long after, three weeks after my second daughter Jenny's twelfth birthday, she also had her first period. I quickly prepared birth control pills for her.

Coincidentally, Su Shan asked to stay overnight at a friend's house that weekend. I wouldn't usually agree so easily, but considering this was a good opportunity to start disciplining Jenny, I made an exception and nodded.

Unlike her sister, Jenny was a well-behaved, sensible, and easily shy little thing. She had been very obedient and listened to her father since she was little. I had to be patient with her and not hurt her fragile and delicate heart by being too hasty. On Friday night, Su Shan had already left. Before going to bed, I put sleeping pills in her milk and, after Michelle fell asleep, I simply took off my clothes and went into Jenny's room to help her take off her bathrobe while she was fast asleep.

Having learned from Su Shan's experience, I wasn't in a hurry this time. I simply held her delicate ankles, pulled her panties down to her knees, spread her legs wide, and lifted her buttocks, carefully admiring her vulva.

I parted the sparse pubic hair to confirm the shape of my daughter's vulva. I saw that tender pink flower garden, slightly swollen, but the virgin's gate, untouched by human touch, was tightly closed, leaving me no gap.

I gently rubbed her vulva, and soon the girl's body responded, leaving my palms covered in her love juice. I put my hand in my mouth, tasting Jenny's virgin love juice, and then used my fingers to part her labia, carefully admiring them.

The vaginal walls looked very tight, only slightly parted, and I couldn't resist sticking my tongue inside to lick.

"Hmm? Dad, what are you... doing? Ah!"

This action woke Jenny. Startled awake from her sweet dream, she widened her eyes instantly after dismissing my actions, and cried out in alarm and innocence.

"Dad! You can't do this..."

Before she could finish speaking, I covered her mouth and forcefully stuffed my panties inside, leaving her only able to let out muffled moans. While I was still in the throes of passion, I greedily licked the increasingly blooming flower between her legs.

"Ugh... ugh... ah... ah... ah..."

Although her mouth was stuffed with panties, Jenny couldn't resist the strange sensations coming from her lower body, and she screamed repeatedly.

I stretched out my tongue, licking the moist flesh. With practiced skill, Jenny's nectar flowed incessantly, some even dripping down her buttocks onto the floor. I was incredibly excited, so I sucked hard, and with a "whoosh," almost all the nectar was drawn into my mouth.

"Ugh...ah...ah!"

Jenny screamed long, her vagina contracting repeatedly. I got up and saw my second daughter with her eyes rolled back, her head tilted slightly back, her mouth stuffed with panties, making "ah...ah" breathing sounds. Her rapid panting made her already developed B-cup breasts sway incessantly.

At this moment, I was aroused, so I took the panties out of her mouth and praised her happily.

"Jenny, you're really great. Your sister doesn't have an orgasm as easily as you... Daddy will pamper you more from now on."
Jenny turned her face away after my praise, a few tears still glistening in the corners of her round eyes, her little mouth tightly closed, looking utterly pitiful.

I resumed my assault, placing my hands on Jenny's lower abdomen and gently rubbing it. Her body trembled slightly, seemingly very aggrieved, but unlike her sister's first time, she didn't resist fiercely, causing me any inconvenience. Noticing this, I slowly moved my hands upwards, grasping her soft, snow-white B-cup breasts.

"Ouch...it hurts...Daddy, don't do this..."

Jenny cried softly, her body trembling even more violently; I gripped her soft, snowy breasts tightly, deforming them in my palm, and said, "Does it hurt? My darling daughter, did Daddy hurt you? But that's how things are, just bear with it for a bit and it'll be fine. You'll be even more excited than when you had your orgasm."

Hearing my advice, my daughter excitedly shook her head from side to side.

"Ouch...no...no...ooh..."

Amid Jenny's cries, I pushed my penis forward, but a sharp pain shot through the glans, blocked by the hymen that was making its last stand, and my penis couldn't penetrate. I cursed under my breath, parted her lips with my fingers, and slowly inserted my penis, the entire head of my penis inside.

"Oh..."

I let out a lewd howl. Jenny's vagina, being forcibly entered by a man for the first time, reacted violently to the rapist, first contracting and trembling incessantly, then tightly clamping the head of my penis between her vaginal walls, making it difficult to move in or out.

Jenny felt unprecedented pain, her large eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, her nails clenched so tightly they dug into her hands, her small mouth wide open, emitting "Ah...ah" sounds from her throat, as if trying to alleviate the pain from her lower body by making sounds.

I slowly adapted to the tight pressure of her virgin vagina, thinking it was time, so I bent down and spoke to my daughter face to face.

"Baby, Daddy will count to three and then I'll put it in. Then you'll be a little woman."

Jenny's eyes welled with tears as she looked at me like a lamb being led to the slaughter.

"One...two..."

Jenny pleaded weakly as I counted down, "No, Daddy, please let me go! My teacher taught us that a girl's virginity is to be given to her husband...sigh!"

To preserve her virginity for her future husband? Such a ridiculous and outdated idea almost made me laugh. Without another word, I thrust my hips forward, taking the lead over my future son-in-law, and then said "three."

"Ouch...it hurts...it hurts..."

Jenny cried out in pain as my penis slammed into her hymen. Except for her tender little breasts, which I held firmly in my hands, her entire body was forced backward.

At this point, I was no longer in a hurry to advance, slowly savoring the pleasure of deflowering her. A virgin is indeed a virgin; her vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, leaving no gap whatsoever. A warm sensation emanated from the head of my penis, an indescribable pleasure.

I slowly withdrew my penis, leaving only the head embedded within, then, using her breasts for leverage, I thrust forward with all my might, and with a "pop," it slid in completely.

"It hurts…it hurts…"

Jenny screamed, her head thrown back, ravaged like a candle in the wind, her head shaking violently. A trickle of virgin blood flowed from her vulva to the ground, her delicate body trembling intensely.

"Shh, baby, be quiet, don't make a fuss, Daddy's going to help you grow up, don't bother me... Uh, your little pussy is so tight, you're such a good daughter, mmm... It feels so good to fuck you, Daddy hasn't raised you for nothing."

Jenny's painful cries were like a waving flag to me, making me thrust even harder, not stopping until the two different sex organs collided, making a slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh, which was incredibly beautiful.

"Baby, don't lie there so stiffly. Shake your bottom like your sister, that's what Daddy likes... Hmm, good girl, now open your mouth and let Daddy suck your tongue... Yes, that's it. Okay, now Daddy will try out my baby girl's breasts, see how they're developing."

Having her virginity defiled by her father, Jenny cried incessantly throughout the process, while I freely manipulated her body, performing many lewd positions I had long dreamed of.

It felt good, but I felt somewhat unsatisfied. Therefore, I decided to pluck another virgin flower from Jenny's body—her tender anus, a tight, narrow anus of a twelve-year-old, surely the warmest and most comfortable place in the world.

I pulled out my penis, bringing with it a pool of thick, bloody fluid. I wanted to prepare my daughter mentally.

"Jenny, my darling, Daddy wants you to turn over, put your hands on the bed, and stick your butt up a little, um... good girl, that's it. It'll hurt a little at first, but every woman in the world has to go through this."

"Dad, why? What did I do wrong? I'm sorry, I admit my mistake, I promise I'll change, please don't punish me anymore, okay? It hurts so much down there..."

"Oh, my little darling, you didn't do anything wrong, Daddy just wants to fuck you. I'm your father, so your whole body is mine. My good daughter, your asshole looks so cute, Daddy wants to cum inside you again. I promise, it won't hurt so much next time."

I thrust my hips forward, and my entire penis instantly disappeared into Jenny's ass. Although there was lubricant on my penis, the intestinal walls were so tight that when I thrust in so forcefully, my penis felt like it was peeling.

Jenny started crying loudly again from the pain. I struggled to thrust my penis in and out, but there was no resistance at the end, so I could push it in as far as I wanted.

As my penis pushed in, her buttocks would touch the outside. I reached out and pressed her elastic buttocks, spreading them apart to allow my penis to penetrate deeper into her body. After thrusting

for a while, Jenny was probably exhausted from crying. Her elbows couldn't support her, and her upper body went limp on the bed, her consciousness becoming somewhat blurred.

"Ah...that hard thing is about to burst my stomach..."

As she grew tired, her anus loosened, and I increased the speed of my thrusts, ejaculating soon after.

It was an incredibly pleasurable experience, but since inserting my penis into my daughter's anus was a spur-of-the-moment decision, some unexpected results occurred.

When I pulled my penis out, it inevitably got covered in feces and semen, but Jenny seemed extremely uncomfortable, clutching her stomach and moaning in pain.

Just as I was about to ask what was wrong, I suddenly smelled a foul odor. I saw her dilated anus, "plop, plop," oozing brownish mucus, her pink anus opening and closing frequently like a fish's mouth.

"Ughhhhhh!"

Following the mucus, Jenny seemed extremely ashamed, burying her head deeply in the pillow. With a sob, her lower abdomen twitched, and she expelled a soft, yellow stool, which fell to the floor, instantly staining her snow-white buttocks a brownish hue.

This unexpected change left me speechless. It took me quite a bit of effort to clean up the scene, reminding myself that I must be more prepared next time.

After I carried her to the bathroom and washed her, Jenny lay back on the bed.

Unlike her unruly sister, Jenny didn't resist fiercely, nor did she try to escape, nor did she utter those annoying curses and screams.

None of that.

She simply wept quietly, like a good girl, mourning her lost innocence.

The next day, I didn't touch Jenny again, letting her rest. When Su Shan returned home on Sunday night and noticed her sister's unusual behavior, she was trembling with rage, like an angry mother cat, hitting and scratching me, calling me the most inhuman dog in the world.

The result… of course, was that I pinned her to the bed, gave her a good spanking, and then gave her a good hard fucking.

That's how things were settled. Since having my two daughters, my sex life became much more varied; sometimes I raped one of them, but sometimes the three of us had sex together.

I threatened them that if they didn't comply, they would be kicked out of the house and live a dirty and filthy life like beggars on TV. Of course, if they were willing to be good daughters and lick their father's penis and get fucked in bed, I would give them everything they wanted.

Su Shan was still a stubborn and willful girl who loved to deliberately rebel against me. Even if I bought her things as she asked, she would still often find opportunities to cause trouble for me or deliberately avoid me. She was far less obedient and well-behaved than Jenny. Not only did she never ask for anything on her own initiative, but even when I occasionally wanted to buy her something, she would shake her head and say no, acting like a very virtuous little housewife.

However, the two of them still followed the basic rules and did not publicize this shameful matter in our family.

This happy family life only lasted for nine months before I discovered that getting hooked was a terrible thing, because I couldn't wait for my youngest daughter, Michelle, to get her period.

Since she hasn't started menstruating yet, I can even save on birth control pills—isn't that simpler?

After a brief consideration, I decided to let her join her older sisters. However, this time I didn't want to be careless; I wanted something meaningful.

After some deliberation, I hired someone to thoroughly clean the backyard swimming pool, adding slides, diving boards, and other toys around it, making it look brand new as a gift for my youngest daughter's tenth birthday. The girls, all with their childlike spirits, were overjoyed to see the new pool and couldn't wait to try it out.

I told them to wait until the morning of their birthdays. After breakfast, I gave each of them a swimsuit. The three sisters exclaimed in unison and rushed back to their rooms to change into their swimsuits, eager to get in the water for a swim.

After changing into my swim trunks and putting on a towel, I was about to go out when I heard laughter, playful shouts, and splashing water coming from the backyard. A thought struck me: if I went out rashly, I might spoil the atmosphere. After all, as Su Shan and Jenny have gotten older, they've been deliberately avoiding me when changing clothes. Right now, the three sisters were having so much fun. If I suddenly showed up, Michelle might not notice, but Su Shan and Jenny would definitely try to hide.

With that thought in mind, I didn't rush out. Instead, I went around to the poolside and, from behind a glass door, secretly filmed my three daughters splashing and playing in the pool with my V8 camera.

Chapter Three: Michelle
Su Shan swam back and forth in the pool like a mermaid, wearing a light blue one-piece swimsuit with a V-shaped opening at the chest that went all the way to her navel, secured by several gleaming silver chains; the back had the same design. Her half-exposed D-cup breasts created a sexy cleavage, and the light blue swimsuit clung tightly to her milky white skin, presenting a striking contrast.

Jenny stood half-standing in the pool, splashing and playing with her sister. She wore a two-piece off-white swimsuit: a tank top and a skirt-like bottom, paired with white leggings that barely reached her thighs. The tank top, wet from playing in the water, clung to her skin and became semi-transparent, emphasizing her alluring curves. The tank top barely covered her large breasts, squeezing them tightly and revealing a deep cleavage.

Su Shan was originally a year older than Jenny, and her breasts developed earlier, already boasting a respectable D-cup size at only fifteen. However, since I deflowered Jenny, because of her gentle and obedient nature, she was fucked far more often than her sister. As a result of being saturated with male hormones, her breasts swelled rapidly like a pair of inflated little balls, reaching a D-cup size before she was even fourteen. At this rate, it was only a matter of time before she surpassed me.

My gaze drifted to the water slide by the pool, where I found Michelle dodging her sister's splashing water. She was wearing a leopard-print bikini, laughing innocently and happily.

Looking at her beautiful appearance, I felt a wave of dizziness. Her pure and clean body was beyond words.

Her bright golden hair, tied in a ponytail, swayed lively behind her head. Her breasts, which were definitely large for a ten-year-old girl, stood upright like two cute little white doves. Since the camera only captured her side profile, what was left in the shot was a delicate curve from her neck to her waist. Below that was her snow-white buttocks, tightly bound in her leopard-print swim trunks, and then her slender legs. Perhaps because of her young age, her thighs were also very thin.

"Hey, stop splashing me!"

"Hehe, it's your birthday today."

While patting my daughters' joyful laughter, I couldn't help but secretly give my poor penis a few pats before slowly approaching from the shade of the trees, trying not to be noticed.

Three little angels of different beauty—some wild and fiery, some gentle and quiet, some innocent and pure—were splashing and playing in the pool, laughing and frolicking. None of them noticed that their swimsuits were so wet they couldn't cover their bodies, and their two pink nipples were showing, pressing against the thin fabric. Jenny and her sister were having so much fun that their swimsuits had shifted, revealing most of their plump, snowy breasts above the water.

Of course, it wasn't just their breasts that were so alluring. As the three sisters swam together, their buttocks floated on the surface of the water. Watching their beautiful buttocks sway and twist, their swimsuits shifted, revealing even more of their white, tender bottoms.

Seeing my three daughters' breasts bobbing and their snowy buttocks swaying in the water, my penis was as hard as a spear ready for battle, vibrating gently in my pants—it was incredibly arousing. I quickly placed my V8 on the table, set it to automatic recording, and then jumped into the water with a splash.

Water splashed everywhere, and the girls screamed and scattered. Michelle smiled happily when she saw me finally get into the water, completely unaware that as soon as I entered the water, I chose a spot next to Jenny, put my arm around her slender waist, and led her to a blind spot next to the slide. At the same time, I forcefully pulled her soft little hand and, through her swim trunks, squeezed and gently massaged my hard penis.

Jenny tried to dodge, but I held her firmly, and she couldn't break free. In the end, she quickly gave in, nimbly moving her slender fingers to slip her hand inside her swim trunks, not only stroking my penis but also occasionally teasing my testicles.

I let out a sound of pleasure, and I heard Michelle curiously asking her older sister why Daddy and her second sister weren't playing with them, while Su Shan angrily tried to pull her younger sister away so she wouldn't witness the shameful incestuous act between father and daughter. But it was too late. As I reached my climax in a state of heightened excitement, I ejaculated with incredible pleasure, and a pool of thick, white fluid immediately floated to the surface of the water.

Su Shan screamed and hurriedly pulled Michelle out of the pool, went inside to change, and ended this uniquely meaningful birthday celebration.

That evening, after my youngest daughter finished her tenth birthday cake, I called all three daughters to the bedroom and told them to take off their clothes and lie on the big bed.

Jenny was the first to silently agree; Su Shan snorted, pointing her finger at me and cursing me as a beast, not even sparing her own daughter, but after I picked up a wooden board and gave her firm buttocks two heavy blows, she obediently lay down on the ground.

Michelle was completely confused about what was happening. Seeing her two older sisters like this, she thought they were playing some kind of family game, so she happily took off her top, then quickly pulled off her shorts and panties, kicked them aside, and lay down on the ground.

It was truly an indescribable lewd scene: three youthful, tender, snow-white buttocks, and sexy, peach-pink vulvas, lined up together, just waiting for my father's favor.

I sat down on the bed, grasped my semi-erect penis, and began stroking it while urging Michelle to open her little mouth and lick it hard with her smooth, fragrant tongue.

At first, Michelle struggled, refusing to lick "Daddy's pee," but after I drizzled her favorite chocolate sauce on my penis and repeatedly persuaded her that it would make her father happy, she finally timidly stuck out her tongue and licked the purplish-red glans bit by bit, like eating ice cream.

Poor Michelle had no idea what was about to happen to her, nor did she know that the "stinky thing" she was shaking her little head and diligently licking and sucking with her little mouth was the weapon that would soon deflower her; she was just focused on giving me oral sex, trying to please her father.

As for her two older sisters lying on the ground, Su Shan's eyes were filled with resentment and contempt, while Jenny wore a sorrowful expression, as if she couldn't bear to watch. However, under my threatening gaze, neither of them said anything they shouldn't.

The tender, snow-white flesh, and her innocent expression as she performed filthy and obscene actions, created a wicked scene that gave me a powerful climax that only sexual intercourse could bring.

Soon, I ejaculated thick, white semen onto my daughter's adorable little face. Perhaps because of the chocolate sauce, Michelle didn't vomit like Su Shan did when she first tasted semen, disgusted by the strong, fishy smell. Instead, she licked it with relish, greedily scraping the white, cloudy semen off her little face and slowly eating it.

"Hehe, so delicious, Daddy. Did I make you happy? I don't know if I did it right, but if you teach me how to do it, Michelle will do even better next time."

When my little daughter innocently giggled, climbed onto my lap, her delicate skin rubbing against mine, and said things to please her father, I was instantly overwhelmed with excitement. I picked Michelle up and put her back on the ground, and without saying a word, I shoved my still-erect penis inside her again.

"Ugh...ugh..."

Because of the hasty movements, Michelle's small mouth, with the large penis inside, choked and coughed repeatedly, saliva spurting from her mouth.

Jenny, who had been lying on the ground, immediately knelt up upon hearing the coughing, her naked body leaning over to gently pat her sister's pink back to soothe her discomfort. With Jenny taking over, I grabbed her blonde hair, pulling her head back and forth as I sucked on my penis, repeatedly pushing the glans deep into her throat.

The urge to ejaculate quickly arose, but rather than spraying into my daughter's soft little mouth, I preferred to plant my seed inside them.

Suppressing the urge to ejaculate, while my penis was still rock hard, I got up from the bed and went behind Su Shan, who was lying face down on the floor. I held her plump buttocks, which had become round and large after being moistened by my semen for a long time, and pressed the head of my penis against her fleshy anus, ready to penetrate her.

"You pervert! You beast! You raped us, you raped your own daughter, you have no humanity... Ahhh~" Amid Su Shan's clenched teeth and curses, I began to fuck this slut's tender anus, raping her while slapping her soft, white buttocks hard, making a slapping sound.

Throughout the entire process, Su Shan was like an untamed wild horse, violently thrashing her body, trying to throw me off and even trying to tear me apart with her hands. But she didn't realize that her violent swaying caused her round, white breasts to tremble and create alluring waves, and every time she forcefully slammed her round buttocks back, I matched the rhythm, fucking her little asshole harder and more fiercely.

It was truly a very satisfying taming experience. Finally, Su Shan collapsed, exhausted, with a long, mournful cry.

Then, I went behind Jenny, this quiet and obedient daughter, who, although still sticking her buttocks up high, burst into tears before I even got close.

"Please, Dad, don't do this, it really hurts... I'm willing to help you ejaculate in another way, but please don't insert it into my ass, please..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, my little darling, but Daddy is always fair to you sisters. See your sister? Daddy can't be biased, so spread your legs a little wider, and relax your cute little asshole. If I insert it a few more times, it won't hurt anymore."

Jenny bit her lower lip tightly and didn't say another word. After I fucked her for about ten minutes, before I could feel myself ejaculating, I reluctantly pulled out of Jenny's white and smooth buttocks.

"Snowy baby, tomorrow you'll be a little woman. Daddy loves you, so I won't fuck your ass tonight, but you have to give your virginity to Daddy. Also, you two, tonight we'll have a happy family, and I want everyone to enjoy themselves, so Daddy's going to teach you something new."

I started giving orders to my daughters.

"Sushan, lean your head over here on the bed, open your legs... you stupid bitch, can't you move your ass around too? Yes, right here. Jenny, you lie behind your sister and lick her pussy. Hmm, how can she enjoy it if you don't stick your tongue in? Aren't you sisters usually very close?"

After taking care of my eldest daughter, I certainly wouldn't favor one over the other.

"Okay, Jenny, now it's your turn. Spread your legs wider. Xue'er, Daddy wants you to do what your sister does and go behind your second sister's butt and lick her tender pussy. Think about how much your second sister usually dotes on you, shouldn't you take this opportunity to repay her? Okay, keep licking, but lift your little butt up, yes, stick it up a little higher, so Daddy can fuck you better."

Admiring the beautiful scene before me made me pause for a moment, but any man in this world would feel it was worth it.

Three beautiful twin sisters, naked with their snow-white flesh, intertwined and licking each other's pussy, looking so intimate and loving...

Tsk tsk, it seems that my precious daughters, when they are intimate with each other, give their all and hold nothing back when they have sex with me.

Michelle, that little darling, did it especially well. She parted her sparse blonde hair, sucking on her sister's vulva, completely unconcerned about the filth dripping down; at the same time, she swayed her white, tender little bottom, making me burning with lust. I gripped my penis tightly, ready to pounce at any moment.

"Daddy, am I doing the right thing? Does doing this make you happy? Hmm, my sister's pee-pee isn't as tasty as Daddy's penis… Daddy, have I become a woman already? You said I'd become a little woman tonight."

Because her mouth was filled with her sister's cunt's juices, the little girl's voice was muffled, but I was amused by her innocent words.

Little girl, since you're so eager to grow up, Daddy will help you.

I evenly smeared saliva on the opening and the inner walls of her vagina. The muscles inside rhythmically gripped my fingers, seemingly resisting the entry of the foreign object. Then, I spat a little more onto the head of my penis and prepared to enter her. When the head of my penis was pressed against the cleft, I first lifted one of her legs, used my fingers to peel back her tender labia, revealing the contracting opening, and tried to insert the head of my penis.

At first, Michelle was all smiles, but when the opening swallowed half of the head of my penis, she started to moan.

"Ah...it hurts...Daddy...no...it won't go in, Xue'er hurts so much...Xue'er doesn't want it anymore..."

I decided to keep going regardless, pushing my penis forward. Michelle screamed a few more times. After my glans was fully inside, it was pushed out again by strong contractions. It really felt completely different to fuck a child. Just that one squeeze of my glans almost made me ejaculate.

Su Shan and Jenny also stopped what they were doing, each watching the process of their little sister being deflowered with different expressions.

From the very beginning, Michelle's face was covered in tears, and she sobbed, "Daddy...it hurts so much...I don't want to...I don't want to be a woman anymore..."

"It hurts now, but it will feel better soon. Aren't you Daddy's good daughter? How can you disappoint Daddy?"

Michelle nodded, and I peeled open her tender opening again. This time, because the opening was covered with saliva from my glans, it slid in easily. I gently pushed, inserting my penis a little further. The small, narrow, tender opening gripped my penis tightly, and I had to use a little force to prevent it from slipping out.

The little girl's breathing became rapid, and sweat appeared on her forehead. Jenny leaned over and wiped the sweat from her bangs. I pushed in forcefully, and before a third of my penis was inside, it hit her hymen.

"Is it comfortable?"

"A little better... but it still hurts so much... my urethra hurts so much it feels like it's going to split open..."

Without offering any more comfort, I leaned back, pulled my penis, and thrust it in with all my might. With a "plop," a little over half of my penis was instantly inside the little girl's tender vagina. Her eyes widened, then tears burst forth, followed by a piercing scream.

Although only half of it was inside, the head of my penis was already pressing against her clitoris, and her tender uterus was throbbing like a heartbeat, with blood seeping from the crease between my penis and labia.

The two older sisters made their move. Su Shan pressed herself against Michelle, licking her stiff nipples to soothe her pain; Jenny, after a brief hesitation, gently kissed her younger sister's lips. Judging from her expression, the little girl was crying out in agony, and if it weren't for her sisters' comforting words, she might have disturbed the neighbors. Michelle's

burning vaginal walls remained contracted and tight; she seemed to be using all her strength to resist the pain emanating from her lower body. I was even worried that it might cause vaginal spasms, but thankfully, after the two older sisters comforted her, the little girl stopped crying, her body relaxed, and her vagina loosened somewhat.

I asked Jenny to stop kissing her, giving Michelle time to catch her breath. Her chest heaved violently, snot and tears streamed down her face as she sobbed and pleaded.

"Daddy, it hurts so much... I... I think I'm bleeding down there... Xue'er doesn't want it anymore... Waaah..."

Michelle cried even more pitifully than her two older sisters when they lost their virginity. But I continued thrusting my penis in and out, each thrust rubbing against the wound, causing her to moan softly in pain each time.

However, with Su Shan and Jenny licking her breasts and rubbing her clitoris, she gradually stopped crying, just gritting her teeth and enduring it, seemingly able to bear it.

The little girl's tender vagina clung to my penis, the walls of her vagina beginning to secrete a small amount of love fluid, the sticky, slippery flesh like jelly, yet strangely tightly binding my penis.

My movements became increasingly vigorous, until I almost completely pulled out of her tender opening and then shoved it back in all at once. When I went in, it nearly rolled in her labia, and when I pulled out, it felt like I was dragging out the

tender flesh inside. This was because her opening was so small and tight; perhaps I really should have waited two more years. I thrust in and out frantically, my testicles slapping against her snow-white buttocks with a 'slap slap' sound. Michelle's breathing became increasingly rapid, her mouth unable to close, constantly panting, and sweat dripping down her face.

Finally, Michelle suddenly cried out, "Ugh!" Her whole body stiffened as if in a spasm, her opening contracting and spurting out a thick, sticky fluid. Then, her body went limp, and she exhaled heavily.

As the tender vaginal muscles opened, I ejaculated the most semen of my life, soaking my penis in the sticky, warm flesh before withdrawing. The

moment my glans left Michelle's body, semen gushed from the opening, along with churned, turbid vaginal fluid and, of course, bright red virgin blood.

Jenny had already prepared several clean tissues and came closer, gently and carefully wiping her sister's vulva. Her flesh, swollen and red from being penetrated, was twisted and contracted. Even after wiping with several sheets of paper, a murky, grayish-red liquid continued to slowly flow out…

Su Shan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her two naked sisters, then at her youngest sister's slender legs that were too weak to close, and finally glared at me fiercely, her eyes filled with tears as she said hatefully,

“Beast…you even slept with your own daughters…you slept with all three of your daughters, you have no…no humanity…waaaah…” The day
after the final chapter, Retribution

, when she was deflowered, Michelle developed a fever. I didn’t dare call a doctor, but just gave her fever reducers and anti-inflammatory drugs. She lay in bed for two days, and after she was able to get out of bed, she was jumping around energetically again.

The ten-year-old girl had a vague understanding of sex and didn't grasp the importance of chastity. Aside from being afraid of pain, she had no other psychological burdens. With my patient and gentle persuasion, she quickly reconciled with me, clinging to me and acting coquettishly, before I led her to bed.

The first few times weren't smooth, but I gradually found the right methods: using lubricant, making sure Michelle relaxed before each encounter, and having Jenny kiss and touch her breasts. After a few times, the little girl began to experience pleasure, and later she would even cling to me, actively seeking intimacy.

For the next two years, I lived a very fortunate life, with three daughters gradually developing into beautiful young women, allowing me to enjoy all the pleasures of life.

If I wanted a passionate rape, I would summon Su Shan, grab her hair, throw her onto the bed, and tear her expensive clothes off like a hungry tiger pouncing on a lamb, raping her brutally.

As Su Shan grew older, she looked more and more like her mother. The same face and expression—I always loved to satisfy a sense of revenge by humiliating this unruly woman.

But sometimes, I also wanted to experience the taste of royalty, hoping for a beautiful woman to grovel before me like a slave, listening to her sobs on the bed until she begged for mercy and wailed.

This is when my beloved Jenny came in handy… She was such a good and lovely daughter, not only taking on all the household chores like a little mother, but also fulfilling the duties of a traditional housewife at night, offering her increasingly voluptuous and alluring youthful body.

Jenny especially hated me raping her ass; that tight, narrow little anus, as delicate as a newly blossoming daisy, was often broken and bleeding from my vigorous movements.

I enjoyed watching her cry out in pain and the pleasure that gradually developed in anal sex, but what I loved most was seeing her fear, pain, and deep remorse when she was violated by her father.

Of my three daughters, Jenny prayed the most diligently and earnestly, especially after each act of incest until climax, she would always confess something to God.

As for Michelle, she was my most beloved little sweetheart.

Perhaps because I cherished her being the youngest, I always treated her very gently, whether embracing her or penetrating her, my movements were always soft and slow. And Michelle, who always clung to me, now often slept in my bed, transforming into a sweet little slut at night, automatically spreading her legs for passionate lovemaking with me.

In this pleasurable incestuous life, Susan and Jenny grew older and entered high school.

Su Shan had just enrolled and already received a scholarship, but what caught her classmates' attention wasn't her excellent grades, but rather her enormous, full 32E breasts that seemed about to burst out of her clothes.

Jenny, although her grades were average and she didn't receive a scholarship, joined the school cheerleading team and became its captain. During every competition, she would stand in front of a group of young girls, moving her body with dynamic energy. Underneath her red and white cheerleading uniform, her F-cup breasts bounced up and down like the most elastic jelly, attracting everyone's attention and always bringing the atmosphere to a fever pitch.

The two sisters were famous for their beauty, just like their mother Barbara had been. A bunch of hot-blooded boys, aroused by their large breasts, vied to invite them out for drives, movies, and outings. Fights over their attention were common. Rumor had it that some male teachers at school couldn't resist the temptation and would steal glances at their towering breasts during class.

Michelle was incredibly envious of her two older sisters' popularity. Luckily, her sisters didn't need her supervision and weren't interested in dating boys. Susan made no attempt to hide her hatred of men, while Jenny was like a frightened bird, terrified of any strange man approaching.

The three sisters are about the same size and usually have a lot to talk about. They either exercise together to maintain the elasticity and firmness of their breasts, or they chat about where to buy large, beautiful bras. Su Shan and Michelle often complain about sore shoulders and shortness of breath when running; Jenny occasionally says that her large breasts make housework inconvenient.

I'm glad my parenting approach was correct. At least Su Shan and Jenny didn't repeat their mother's mistakes, failing in their studies and only knowing how to rely on their natural assets—their large breasts—to attract men. Instead, they grew into respectable and self-disciplined daughters.

Even in this happiness, there are small shadows. One summer during Jenny's freshman year of high school, one morning, my two daughters vomited up their ham and eggs while eating breakfast. The two sisters covered their mouths and ran to the sink to vomit.

Seeing this, I realized something was wrong. Recently, I had stopped giving them birth control pills because I was worried about affecting their development. Could something really be wrong?

Later, I found some anti-nausea medication and gave it to them. Their pregnancy symptoms lessened considerably, but it couldn't be hidden forever; their bellies swelled up like balloons. Luckily, it was winter, and they were wearing thick coats, so it wasn't noticeable.

Of course, things couldn't continue like this. They were still high school students; how could I let pregnancy ruin their future? I found a way to arrange for a doctor to help my daughters terminate their pregnancies before anyone noticed.

Neither Susan nor Jenny objected to my decision. They were well aware of the consequences of continuing to attend school while heavily pregnant, but that didn't mean they liked abortion. After that incident, Susan became even more rebellious, often staying out overnight at her female classmates' houses; Jenny became more taciturn, locking her Bible in a drawer and even ceasing her regular prayers, because… the God and scriptures she believed in considered abortion a grave sin.

And she was also the most unfortunate one. Because Su Shan was often away from home, Michelle, who was gradually becoming more aware of the implications of incest, began to avoid me. Although she didn't show the same hatred towards me as her sister, the relationship between father and daughter wasn't as close as before. As a result, Jenny was the one who most often succumbed to my lewdness and was forced into bed to satisfy my lust.

...As a result of frequent sexual intercourse, she aborted two children for me within a year.

I thought this kind of life could go on forever, but one night, things changed. Barbara's mother, my former mother-in-law, came to visit her three granddaughters, but I was so engrossed in my lust that I missed the doorbell.

Su Shan, who had just returned from outside and hadn't even had a chance to hide in her room, was grabbed by me, her eyes blazing with fury. I, on the other hand, stood naked in the living room, my mind filled with thoughts of how to wantonly ravage the young woman's body before me.

"Su Shan, what are you waiting for? Kneel down here and lick your father's... uh, Mom, what are you doing here?"

No need for any more nonsense; that vicious old bitch immediately called the police and social welfare center.

Amidst the roar of numerous police cars, my three daughters were taken away from home, while I was handcuffed, preparing to face a brutal life behind bars.

However, things weren't entirely hopeless. Jenny and Michelle supported my lie, saying I hadn't done anything wrong to them and was a rare good father.

Even Susan, that unruly girl, refused to admit the shameful fact that she had been having an affair with her own father for four years and being his sex slave, so she refused to testify in court.

Even more fortunately, everyone knows that in court, money talks, and I happened to be rich, able to afford the best lawyers.

In court, the lawyer fiercely debated with my former mother-in-law, and this vicious old woman had to admit that she hadn't witnessed me having sex with my daughter. The jury was unable to reach a consensus, and the judge ultimately ruled against prosecution.

The law is always fair and just. I think I'll never forget the ugly sight of that old woman stamping her feet and weeping when the judge announced my immediate release and that I could take my daughters home.

However, things can't be perfect. When I got home, Su Shan stood protectively in front of my two younger sisters, loudly warning that if I misbehaved them again, she would sue me. Although I was furious, having witnessed such a thing, I had to restrain myself and stop hitting my daughters to avoid danger.

The family relationship plummeted to a freezing point, the atmosphere incredibly strange. And what ended this life was my daughters' choice to leave home one by one. In less than three years, all my daughters were no longer by my side.

Su Shan was the first of my three daughters to leave home independently.

She studied diligently and was admitted to the University of Southern California. In graduate school, she met a bright and academically gifted young man, and the two quickly married.

After their marriage, the couple moved to California, living a luxurious and high-quality life: a mansion, several luxury cars, high-limit credit cards, and… a large amount of debt with 18% revolving interest.

Su Shan loved to spend money recklessly. Her extravagant habits, cultivated since childhood, couldn't be changed simply by going to university and reading more books. Fortunately, it was the nascent stage of the high-tech industry in 1999, and both husband and wife were engineers in electronics and the internet. If they had worked together diligently, they could have certainly afforded such a high standard of living… if only that short-lived young man hadn't been crushed to pieces in a car accident two years later.

Those two years from 1999 to 2001 are undoubtedly unforgettable for many. Back then, due to the dot-com bubble burst, on his way back from that bankrupt company, he didn't see the speeding truck… In short, human life is truly fragile.

Su Shan's world collapsed overnight. Her beloved husband died suddenly, and she lost her job due to the stock market crash. All her stocks became worthless. Worse still, she then realized that she could never repay the huge debts she had accumulated.

My eldest daughter quickly lost her mansion and luxury car. Because of her terrible credit record, she was even refused to rent a small apartment. A proud female master's graduate and tech whiz was almost homeless.

When I last received her call, she seemed to want to say something, but the noise was too loud to hear clearly. Then came the monotonous tone of someone running out of time, and finally just a series of beeps.

As for my second daughter, Jenny, she had already moved out. Perhaps because she was eager to leave home, she rushed out to find a job before graduating high school, and then, at the age of nineteen, married a middle-aged manager much older than her.

I didn't attend their shabby wedding, nor did I offer my blessings, because I knew that a wrong choice wouldn't bring the right outcome.

As I predicted, soon after the marriage, her husband quickly revealed his true colors: a violent, irritable, alcoholic, and gambling scoundrel.

Poverty breeds misery; how could there be any harmony in their lives? I heard they were estranged, often fighting, even involving the police, but I didn't know the exact situation until one day I went to a video store, where the male clerk recommended a movie to me.

"G-cup: Myslutwife (G-cup: My Lustful Wife)!"

The cover features a glamorous woman with blonde hair, red lips, and heavy makeup. Her long, wavy blonde hair, half-open, slender eyes, and slightly pouting, full red lips exude a seductive allure that ignites the desire in every man. The elastic pants that tightly hug her thighs and plump buttocks accentuate the outline of her vulva, even revealing the shape of her labia majora. But what is most captivating is the pair of round, snow-white G-cup breasts she holds in her hands, so large and round, like the sweetest and juiciest harvested fruit, waiting for a patron to savor them.

I simply couldn't believe my eyes. Was this seductive, wanton woman, her brows brimming with lustful desire, really my gentle, quiet, and introverted daughter, Jenny? How could she have become like this? And even started making these lewd pornographic films?

No father would want to believe such a thing, but I had no choice but to believe the reality before my eyes, especially when a familiar face appeared on the screen, greedily licking the penises held in her hands, revealing an expression of extreme satisfaction, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, her snow-white, round breasts rippling with waves, as the black man's penis rapidly entered and exited her cunt behind her, finally, amidst lewd moans, three men ejaculated on her flawless white body.

Sitting blankly on the sofa, I didn't even know when the film ended. When my mind cleared, I knew what had happened, but when I dialed Jenny's number, I found that the number had long been changed hands, and the original owner had moved somewhere and could not be contacted.

I frantically rushed into the video store, hoping to glean some information, but before I could even speak, the clerk preemptively said that every customer who rented this film came back to ask about it. He then pointed to a row of about seven or eight films next to me, saying they were all from the same series.

With heavy steps, I watched them one by one. The male leads ranged from white to black, including Asian men; the number of people varied, and the filming locations were a chaotic mess—forests, beaches, supermarkets, cinemas, even roadside hot dog stands, but most often, it was set in simple homes. The quality of the films was quite rough, yet it had a more realistic, self-portrait feel. And in every film, the female lead's wanton and seductive lust and her large, round breasts were the most captivating focal points.

Compared to her two older sisters, Michelle was on a smooth path to success. After her sisters left home, she moved in with her grandmother to avoid my contact.

Even though this youngest daughter, whom I loved most, had also chosen to leave me, refusing to answer my calls and leaving no reply to my letters, I was still willing to pay her tuition and fees when the news came that she had been admitted to university with excellent grades, and I had high hopes for her.

Unfortunately, fate intervened. From an old news article in a tabloid, I learned that she was hanging out with a group of delinquent girls at university, using drugs, stealing, and ultimately being expelled.

This was a devastating blow!

At first, I thought there was some mistake, but after checking the name and school, everything was correct. And in the corner of that black and white photo, the scantily clad, rebellious-looking girl was none other than my beloved little daughter.

I immediately called my ex-mother-in-law's house and heard her hysterical screams.

"...She left with those bad friends, I don't know where she went. A neighbor said they saw her soliciting customers in a car. Oh, she's become a slut, just like her mother! Bill, you have to find her! You have to save your daughter!"

The phone fell limply from my hands. This blow was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing me to completely collapse.

I looked around blankly.

A yellow piece of paper, magnetically attached to the refrigerator, bore Su Shan's phone number from three months ago, but it was a long-cancelled number, and now I had no idea where she was.

Seven or eight DVDs lay scattered haphazardly on the wool carpet beneath my feet, their covers featuring the alluring Jenny, her sexy image of her cupping her enormous breasts—a sight that cut into my heart like a sharp knife.

An old newspaper lay flat on the coffee table, Michelle's defiant and indignant expression, and the chilling text beside it—these were the nightmares I most wanted to forget.

Why had everything turned out this way? Where were my three angelic daughters? How did that happy family, like a beautiful spring day, become this cold, lifeless house?

"Hehe..."

"Hey, stop splashing me with water, it's so cold!"

The same scene played on TV for what felt like the umpteenth time: three beautiful blondes with blue eyes, dressed in gorgeous, form-fitting swimsuits, laughing and splashing in the clear blue water; their smiles were more precious than gold, their blonde hair more radiant than the sun.

Watching this scene, I suddenly felt tears welling up in my eyes.

Was all this my sin? Was it because of my greedy and wicked desires that I defiled my little angels, causing them to give up on themselves and fall into an abyss of eternal darkness?

A lonely old man, clinging to a pile of useless money, dying alone in a cold house!

A beggar, starving and freezing in a park, with nowhere to go, forever evading enormous debts!

A porn star flaunting her hot, voluptuous figure, shaking her huge breasts, sucking penises and licking semen in adult films!

A prostitute who has used drugs, blocking cars on the street to solicit customers, being ridden and pinned down by thousands!

My beloved Lord! Is this your retribution for us? Is this the punishment we deserve?

Then?

Another chapter of death and rebirth
. Of course not.

Apart from those foolish and rigid moralists, who believes that truly loving family members should suffer such an end?

How could our Father in heaven bring calamity and suffering upon His devout believers? How could retribution befall a harmonious and happy family?

Every believer who truly believes in God's grace knows that while God closes one door, He opens another. The suffering I'm experiencing now might just be a turning point that changes everything.

I shouldn't be confused, I shouldn't be in pain, but rather I should stand up like a man and fight.

Once I understood this, my body felt invigorated, and all my worries vanished. I stood up from the sofa, determined to turn things around.

First, I hung up the phone, no longer wanting to hear that old woman's incessant crying. Then I sat down to think.

After consideration, I suppressed the urge to go find her myself and called the detective agency my company usually dealt with, asking them to send their best people to help me find Michelle's whereabouts.

Perhaps I'd truly forgotten in my haste, but after hanging up the phone, I remembered I should also entrust the whereabouts of Su Shan and Jenny to them. No sooner had I picked up the phone than the doorbell rang.

I got up to answer it, and in that instant, I sincerely thanked God that, three years after the father and daughter's near-collapse, Su Shan had reappeared before me and spoken to me.

Su Shan was wearing a dirty, unrecognizable crew-neck t-shirt and stained jeans. Even in this cold weather, she still reeked of a sour, foul odor, making one hold their nose; it wasn't hard to imagine her wandering life before arriving here.

Snow was still falling outside, and Su Shan was breathing out white breaths, her hands and feet trembling. It was then that I realized how thinly she was dressed. How could she withstand such freezing weather? I quickly invited her inside.

Su Shan noticed my pitying gaze. Being very proud, she still paid attention to her appearance and tucked her t-shirt into her pants. However, she didn't realize that this made her high, ample breasts push the t-shirt up high, and through the thin t-shirt, you could vaguely see her black bra underneath. Her tight jeans perfectly accentuated her pert buttocks, which swayed as she walked, making you want to reach out and touch them.

I made Su Shan a cup of hot cocoa, intending for her to take a shower and warm up, but as soon as I got up, she grabbed my hand and burst into tears, recounting the sorrows of the past few days, including the pain of losing her husband and the rudeness of the creditors when they came to the door, making me understand how wronged she was.

"Dad, I need your help now, I... I have nothing left, they keep demanding that I pay off my debts... I don't know what to do..."

"Shh, baby, don't cry, Daddy will take care of all this for you. Come inside, Daddy will handle everything for you, you can start a new life."

Ignoring her filth, I put my arm around her shoulder and said gently, "However, there's only one thing, you know what I'm talking about... My house, my rules, Su Shan, you're still my daughter. Dad has never forgotten your cunt, you know that?"

Su Shan immediately pushed my hand away from her shoulder, preventing me from continuing.

"Beast! How could you say such a thing? How could you do such a thing? I need help now, but all you want is... Dad, I'm your daughter! I'm your own daughter!"

Su Shan's reaction was still as intense as ever, she screamed at me with tears streaming down her face, then slammed the door and ran out.

Jenny's case wasn't easy to entrust to a detective agency, so I drove to her old house, asked the neighbors, and spent a whole day piecing together the general outline of what happened.

Her fat and stupid husband lost his job and started drinking heavily, becoming violent towards his wife. The couple quickly ran out of money. Seeing their savings dwindling, that bastard set his sights on the young and beautiful Jenny, forcing her to make obscene videos to sell. Jenny naturally refused, but after being beaten several times, she finally gave in. At

first, it was just simple selfies, but unexpectedly, she became an overnight sensation. Eventually, an adult film company took notice, particularly attracted to Jenny's large breasts and her elegant, domestic charm, and decided to heavily promote her. The two parties collaborated, with the company providing actors and a film crew, tailoring the film to Jenny's image as the most seductive, busty slut. The DVDs and videotapes sold like hotcakes across the United States.

That bastard naturally made a fortune, but gambling and alcoholism prevented him from retaining his lucrative earnings, forcing him to repeatedly use his wife's body as a cash cow. It's said the couple frequently fought, and there was even an incident where he punched his wife, causing her eye to swell and preventing filming that day, infuriating the director.

Later, apparently due to filming needs, that bastard moved with Jenny; a neighbor seemed to know where they moved to.

I suppressed my anger and thanked the family profusely, asking them to write down my address. While I waited for them to do so, my phone suddenly rang, displaying an unfamiliar number.

Puzzled, I answered, only to hear a sobbing voice that nearly made me jump.

"Dad, it's Jenny. I'm in the hospital... Waaah... My husband... Ron hit me with a chair... I don't know what he did today, the police are looking for him... Dad, I'm so scared, I'm afraid to go home... Waaah."

After the call, I jumped into my car and rushed to the hospital to see my daughter, who was covered in bruises.

Jenny's right hand was broken, and her face was covered in bruises. She burst into tears upon seeing me, recounting the suffering she had endured over the years.

Although the mature, beautiful body lying on the hospital bed was exactly the same as the hot and lewd posture in the DVD, the moment I heard her speak, her gentle and timid voice proved that she was still the good daughter I remembered, and everything that had happened during this time was not her intention.

And although that bastard had made a fortune, Jenny's financial situation was clearly very bad; she didn't even have basic insurance. If I hadn't come, she wouldn't have been able to pay the hospital bills at all. After staying with her in the hospital for two days, I drove her home, where her drunken husband was already waiting at the door.

"You slut! Where have you been, you stinking cunt that's been fucked by a thousand men? Don't you know there are still videos waiting for you to film? If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know what I'm capable of..."

I said loudly, but when my heavy punch broke his front teeth and deeply dented his fat belly, the guy, covered in blood, lying on the ground vomiting and crying, looked rather unsightly.

I kicked him hard in the stomach several times, and amidst his pleas for mercy, I gave him a stern warning.

"You son of a bitch, I've investigated thoroughly. The police are charging you with drug possession and fraud. You're in deep trouble. From now on, you're not allowed to touch my daughter, not even look at her. If you harm a single hair on her head, I'll kill you like a dog."

With that, I kicked the fat pig over, giving him a hard kick in the groin. The stupid pig didn't even grunt; his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed unconscious.

Jenny looked at her foaming-at-the-mouth husband with some fear, tears of gratitude welling up in her eyes for what I had done for her.

"Honey, pack your things, let's go home."

As I said this, Jenny hesitated, unsure of what to do.

"Dad, I don't know if this is the right thing to do. Will you..."

"My darling, Dad won't lie to you. I'm still very interested in your body and I still want to have sex with you, but I will never be violent towards you. Do you remember? I've never beaten you or your sister before. As long as you come back, Dad will continue to love you and take good care of you."

Seeing that Jenny still looked very uneasy, I said, "Or, do you want to continue hanging out with this drunkard and making those ghost movies? Jenny, you're all grown up now. This is your choice. Think about it carefully. I'll wait for you in the car for another half hour."

Finding my precious daughter in the vast sea of people is like finding a needle in a haystack, but the high investigation fee still comes at a price. Two months later, they told me they had found Michelle.

Seeing my daughter's disheveled hair, lifeless eyes, trembling hands and feet, and drool dripping from her mouth, I was heartbroken. I immediately took her to the best hospital for a thorough examination.

The doctor said Michelle's addiction was severe and she needed to be sent to a rehabilitation center for special treatment, which I agreed to. As for her tattoos and rings, to prevent infection, they were left untreated for the time being.

Ninety days later, I took Michelle home after her treatment. She looked much thinner, and her face was frighteningly pale, but her eyes had regained their clarity, without the dullness of a severe addict.

"Dad... Oh, Dad, I'm so ashamed. Thank you for rescuing me from there. Those dirty, filthy things... I didn't want them to be like this. It was all because of drug addiction, I..."

"Don't be sad anymore, Xue'er. Come home. Dad will love you dearly. In my house, in Dad's bed, you'll be the safest. No one can hurt you anymore."

Final Chapter: My Heart Is for You.

11:45.

I don't need to look at my watch; I can make that judgment just by the sun's position in the sky. Although it's almost winter, the midday sun in Florida still brings a strong warmth, shining on my bronze, bare muscles.

Looking around from the folding lounge chair, I was quite pleased with this two-story white villa, which, including the surrounding courtyard and garden, covered more than 700 square meters. Not only could I overlook half of Miami, but I could also see a vast expanse of azure sea, with blue and white sailboats sailing in the wind.

The roses, calendulas, and tulips planted in the courtyard created a rich symphony of fragrance under the warm sunshine; the outdoor swimming pool downstairs echoed with the splashing of swimmers; in addition, a cool breeze with a slightly salty taste blew comfortably on my naked body, and occasionally I could hear the "toot-toot" of a ship's horn.

With no idlers and no need to worry about prying eyes from neighbors, this is truly the ideal place to retire. It was worth spending a fortune to buy this place as my comfortable home for the rest of my life.

After an hour in the sun, I was a little hungry. Although I'm not young anymore, my appetite is still very good. My last medical checkup showed I'm in the same condition as a twenty-year-old.

I leaned back on the deck chair, half-sitting upright, and pulled on the chain in my right hand. The chain extended to the floor beneath the chair, where a voluptuous young woman was kneeling, a heavy, dark iron collar adorning her slender, snow-white neck. The collar had two metal clasps; the front clasp was connected to the thick iron chain in my hand, while the thin iron chain of the back clasp hung down her fair and delicate back. Her hands were behind her back, locked together with handcuffs connected to the thin iron chain, completely deprived of her freedom, and she helplessly grabbed at them.

The young woman knelt on a soft deerskin rug, a green plastic bowl in front of her containing tuna jelly drizzled with savory gravy. It didn't taste very good, but it was very nutritious. Her arms were handcuffed, making her movements clumsy. She simply bent over, pressing her face against the bowl, eating her lunch bite by bite.

"Don't rush, don't choke, eat slowly..."

I tore off a tissue, helping my eldest daughter lift her head to wipe her greasy face. Her short, ear-length hair didn't hinder Su Shan's eating, but her heavy chest was one of the reasons she had difficulty moving. Su Shan's snow-white breasts boasted an impressive G-cup size, beneath which lay a large, round belly.

I was puzzled as to why it was so big. I remembered when my private doctor came for a prenatal checkup, Su Shan had to wear a maternity dress. Because her belly was so large, the dress couldn't conceal her swollen belly at all; the three buttons in the middle had popped off and come undone, exposing her round pregnant belly.

Now, naked, it was even clearer. Not only was her belly large, but her navel was also completely protruding, and her abdominal muscles were taut. It was obvious at a glance that she was carrying twins who were almost full-term. Matching

the collar around her neck and the handcuffs on her arms were the shackles on her bare feet. Two heavy, black shackles, connected by a thin iron chain, restricted her leg movement. The result of wearing these shackles for so long was that she could no longer wear any pants; the only exception was the adult diaper she was wearing.

This was the only covering on Su Shan's naked body, the only clothing she was allowed to wear besides the handcuffs and shackles, and a choice she had brought upon herself.

I remember that year, fifteen minutes after she rushed out the door, she rang the doorbell again, came back in, and automatically stripped off her clothes, promising that she would do anything to pay off my debts. I was happy to welcome her home and help her settle all her debts. But after becoming debt-free, she reneged on all her promises and packed her bags to leave.

I've never been so angry before, because I've always emphasized integrity and absolutely forbid my children from lying.

Su Shan and I had a huge fight, and in the end… the stronger one won.

I decided to teach my daughter a lesson and re-educate her, no matter how much time it takes, because it's a father's responsibility to raise a child well.

If incest is the cause of my daughter's unruly behavior, then let's address that. If Su Shan believes that a woman having sex with her father is incestuous, then what sin is there in a female dog mating with her father?

If she doesn't want to be an incestuous woman, then let her be a female dog mating with her father—that's her own choice.

As a result, I kept Su Shan in the house. Aside from a collar and chain, a female dog doesn't need clothes, but because I'm out for several hours at a time, her uncontrollable urination and defecation would soil the carpet when I return, so I put diapers on her like I would on a baby.

It felt like reliving the years of raising her to adulthood, a warm feeling welling up inside me. I was happy to re-educate my daughter. At first, Su Shan reacted fiercely, occasionally trying to hurt me with her teeth and nails. But as time went on, her temperament became much gentler. Now, six years later, when I violate her firm, white, round buttocks, she eagerly twists her waist. And after learning she was pregnant, she just stared at me numbly, neither crying nor making a fuss.

…What a good daughter.

“Woof! Woof! Woof!”

Three muffled barks brought me back to my senses. I saw that the dog bowl had been completely emptied, and Su Shan was clumsily and slowly lying flat on the deerskin blanket. With three weeks to go until her due date, lying flat on her back with such a large belly was certainly uncomfortable, especially with her hands pinned behind her back... She lay flat on her back, barking anxiously as if she were about to cry, her cheeks flushed, and she shyly looked away, then raised her long, shapely legs high.

"Can't take it anymore? Don't worry, Daddy's here. Sigh... Why can't you hold it in a little longer?"

As if helping a little girl urinate, I tore open the diaper for Su Shan. With her twisting movements of her swollen belly, I opened the diaper, exposing her shaved, white pubic hair and plump, alluring vulva. Bright yellow stains stained the white pad, and a hot, pungent smell of urine filled the air. Her round, plump buttocks trembled and twisted incessantly, and between the two fat, white mounds, a rapidly vibrating, dark dildo was uglyly inserted into her round, tight anus.

"Ugh... I can't hold back anymore... Hurry... Hurry and pull it off for me... Ugh..."

On her shockingly large, snow-white abdomen, beads of oily sweat appeared one after another. Su Shan's naked body trembled incessantly, and her sobs and moans sounded so tragic and helpless. I removed the deerskin blanket under her, then grasped the base of the large dildo and pulled it out, revealing a dark, deep hole surrounded by thick, engorged red flesh!

"...It's coming out, it's coming out..."

The moment the dildo was removed, Su Shan showed a dazed expression of relief after her tense state. The murmurs that escaped her lips sounded like desperate sobs, yet also like sweet, intoxicating moans. At the same time, semi-solid, brownish feces, with "plop plop plop plop" sounds, piled up on the urine-soaked pad.

Throughout the process, Su Shan's head was thrown back as if her whole body was convulsing, her soft breasts swaying heavily, her round belly forming waves.

I stroked my daughter's belly back and forth, feeling the movements of the fetus within, enjoying the pleasures of pregnancy, and finding satisfaction in that sweet, almost weeping sound.

Her snow-white, round buttocks trembled slightly, and a trickle of slightly yellowish urine intermittently spurted from the pink opening above her vagina. Her naked body, drenched in sweat, shivered violently, and after a moment, the shameful act of urination gradually ceased.

I did what I was already used to: wrapped the smelly mess inside a diaper and threw it into the nearby trash can. Just as I was about to take Su Shan inside by the collar to wash her and change her diaper, I heard the "tap-tap" sound of sandals on the stairs.

"Dad, can you please pay attention to the time? You are going to be an old man if you have to be rushed every time you eat."

Michelle, who wiped her wet blond hair with a towel and finished her morning swim, ran to me with brisk steps and a cute smile. She hooked her right arm and let her plump and firm breasts come into close contact with my naked muscles without any care.

After being released from the rehabilitation center, Michelle, who had successfully detoxified, fell into my arms again. Under my careful care, she quickly recovered into a cheerful and optimistic girl with sunshine. She gave up her past bad habits, studied hard, and resumed her interrupted university studies.

Now, Michelle has graduated from college and entered graduate school. She is writing her graduation thesis at home these past few weeks. My youngest daughter's ambition and achievements are my source of pride and honor. At 26, she possesses a youthful and beautiful figure, tall and slender, full and curvy, with high breasts and plump thighs, which are a source of joy in my life.

Michelle loves swimming, and she uses the pool on the first floor most of the time. However, this thoughtful daughter always knows how to please her father with colorful and sexy swimwear, like the leather three-piece bikini she's wearing now: a pair of shiny soft leather bras and tight sheepskin thongs, which can almost be said to proudly display her youthful body.

I was already sunbathing naked, and now seeing this made my eyes light up, and my erect penis automatically stood up high. Michelle giggled and reached out her small hand to gently grasp it, and began to stroke it up and down, pressing her wet body against me.

Because of her love for swimming, Michelle has developed a very good figure. The leather bra she wears only covers her nipples and areolas, allowing her two round F-cup breasts to sway charmingly with the movement of her arms. Her tight-fitting hot pants expose her thighs, revealing her curves and two soft buttocks. On one of her snow-white mounds, there is a small blue dolphin tattoo, which complements the rose tattoo on her right ankle and the silver skull ring on her navel, creating a wild and beautiful look.

"Dad, whose breasts are bigger, mine or my sister's?"

Michelle asked affectionately, hands on her hips, jumping and twisting, her two large, round breasts heaving up and down in a series of huge waves. Ever since she poured all her love back onto me, she'd always tried to use this asset to gain more attention, but no matter how hard she exercised or drank milk, she couldn't catch up to her two older sisters' natural advantages.

"Don't keep asking that question. Come on, let's take your sister inside."

I tried to avoid her, but Michelle blocked my way, boldly grabbing my hand and stuffing it into her small leather bra to enjoy the firm, bouncy feel of her round breasts.

Unable to resist her expectant gaze, I simply told her that her breasts were the firmest, but her two older sisters, having been pregnant and producing milk, would have larger ones. If she wanted to surpass her sisters, she would have to experience the feeling of giving birth.

"No way! I'm only 26, still young, and haven't had enough fun yet. I don't want to be pregnant and have a baby."

Michelle winked playfully and tried to slip away from my arms. I told her to take Su Shan with her, since she would shower after swimming anyway, and I could help her sister bathe. But Michelle refused, complaining that her sister was dirty and that she always made sarcastic remarks about her.

"I don't want to go! She can wash herself, can't she? Anyway, she thinks I'm dirty, so I don't want to touch her." "

Michelle, you can't talk about your sister like that. She's about to have a baby, you should let her have it."

"I just don't want to..."

Without saying a word, I grabbed Michelle's slender waist, played with the silver ring on her navel with my left hand to attract her attention, and gently stroked her two snow-white, plump buttocks with my right hand. Then I swung my hand and slapped her soft buttocks hard.

"Ah!~~~!"

Michelle cried out, trying to dodge, but I held her tightly, and the solid slap landed on her beautiful bare buttocks. The little blue dolphin tattooed on her buttocks rose and fell with the movement of her buttocks.

"Slap! Slap! Slap slap slap!"

The palm made a crisp, clear sound as it hit the firm buttocks. Michelle was the type of woman with large breasts, a slender waist, and a pert bottom. Her buttocks weren't round, plump, or soft, but rather firm and perky. She didn't look as sexy as her two older sisters, but she was the most enjoyable to slap.

I held my daughter's slender waist down. Her cute and pitiful pert bottom couldn't escape the beating. Soon, her snow-white, plump buttocks turned bright red. The two smooth mounds of flesh, like peeled eggs, were stained with red handprints. Even the dolphin tattoo turned crimson. At this moment, my unruly and wild little daughter finally couldn't help but cry out.

"Waaah... her butt's going to burst... waaah... okay, I'll take her inside... I'll give her a bath... waaah..."

I said seriously, shoving the chain into my little daughter's hand. Her eyes were red as she rubbed her red, swollen buttocks. Her round bottom swayed as she walked, her little dolphin-like buttocks jiggling, which was very endearing. I regretted that I should have given her a good spanking instead of spanking her.

Michelle led Su Shan to the door, then suddenly turned around and ran back to me, quickly kissing me on the cheek and whispering something.

"Michelle's ready to give birth to Daddy's baby..."

After saying that, she hopped away like a startled little rabbit, pulling her sister into the house. That charming way she went from tears to laughter, her face instantly flushed with shyness, truly made me realize that my daughters had grown up.

Entering the house, I faintly heard the sound of running water from the bathroom on the left; my two daughters were already washing themselves. Following the rich aroma of stewed dishes, I went down the stairs on the left to the first floor, where I saw six steaming, delicious dishes already laid out on the table:

a tangy salad with tomatoes and lettuce, mashed potatoes drizzled with meat sauce, grilled snails wrapped in crispy cheese, slightly charred veal ribs, golden-brown fried onion rings, and lobsters that had just been brought in from the port that morning, all simmered into my favorite rich and flavorful soup—all made by our little housewife.

I waited in the car for less than ten minutes before Jenny rushed over with a few simple pieces of luggage, urging me to drive. In the short time after returning home, she was extremely anxious and fearful, staring out the window with a pale expression all day, often waking up from nightmares and unable to sleep.

I had my private doctor prescribe medication for Jenny, and after taking it regularly for a while, her condition improved significantly. She began helping with housework, cooking, laundry, wiping windows and mopping floors. Through these tasks, she rediscovered herself, and the gentle smile I knew returned to her face. Six months later, the glamorous woman who had been so unrestrained in the movies was gone. Jenny had fully recovered, left the past behind, found a new direction in life, and became a traditional and elegant housewife.

At that time, the three sisters who had left the house one by one had returned, while I sold the old house and moved the whole family to a hillside villa in Miami. My beloved daughters had gone through many twists and turns in their lives, but in the end... they finally returned to their starting point, back to this "home" that could protect their bodies and minds.

As I finished reminiscing, I went to the dining table, but I put aside the fragrant and delicious dishes on the table, my eyes were firmly fixed on something else.

The kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of fresh soup. A young woman with blonde hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a floral lace apron and thick, rabbit-shaped gloves, stirred a large ladle while humming a light, cheerful tune. Her slender, lithe waist swayed gently in rhythm with the movement.

Occasionally, she would turn her head to the side, smiling intently and gently, her expression one of contentment as a young housewife. It was hard to believe that this was the same person as the alluring actress from those old pornographic films, the one who hungrily licked men's semen. However, what she wore was far more sexy and provocative than any outfit in those pornographic films.

Jenny's apron, adorned with numerous lace trims, was a very simple garment. The ruffled hem barely covered her upper thighs, almost revealing her alluring vulva. From the front, it appeared as if she were wearing a floral-patterned top and miniskirt. However, upon turning around, her nearly naked body was revealed, completely unguarded.

From behind, the exaggerated, cello-shaped back of this Caucasian woman was on full display!

Her already voluptuous figure was now further accentuated by her large breasts and wide hips. Her lace apron exposed a pair of plump, almost bloated, white breasts that seemed disproportionate to her slender figure.

These round, luscious mounds defied gravity, refusing to sag, and swayed proudly. Her lower body attire was equally arousing! She wore five-inch high heels, and black fishnet stockings adorned her long, shapely legs, emphasizing the wide, rounded shape of her snow-white buttocks. A narrow thong stretched between her legs, offering no coverage but instead exposing her two white, fleshy buttocks, which swayed alluringly with her soft moans and hip movements.

"Jenny, is it ready yet?"

I leaned closer, slipping one hand under her apron to encircle her slender waist, while the other hand caressed her soft yet firm, plump white buttocks.

Jenny, already used to being teased from behind like this, didn't show any resistance. She simply continued preparing the steaming, delicious fish soup, gently asking me to wait a little longer so as not to distract her from cooking.

"Jane's butt is so bouncy, Daddy is so proud of it. Her skin is as white and tender as your sister's, and perfectly plump."

"Dad..."

"Jane's big breasts keep popping out from both sides of her apron, it's really irresistible to Daddy."

"Dad..."

Jenny's coquettishness turned into soft panting as I kneaded her doughy pink buttocks. I lowered my head and kissed my way from Jenny's pink neck to her ears and mouth.

I didn't stop for a moment, skillfully licking and sucking, awakening my daughter's erogenous zones one by one. As Jenny's arms trembled as she released the large wooden spoon stirring the soup, a kiss approached her G-cup, snow-white, full breasts. But instead of immediately penetrating the high, firm mounds, the kiss circled the outer edge of those round mounds, licking back and forth before moving towards her armpit.

"Ah!..."

Jenny trembled as if electrocuted, her snow-white, soft breasts swaying back and forth, a soft moan escaping her lips. A warm rush quickly soaked the fabric of her thong.

I sucked harder again, but this time from the other side, licking along her waistline and the side of her abdomen.

"Ah...ah...Daddy..."

Jenny felt a sweet pleasure on her side as well. I turned again to my daughter's towering, snow-capped breasts, moving towards her armpit.

My tongue began to graze Jenny's large breasts, which were exposed outside her apron. At the same time, my hands began to pull aside the apron, gently kneading the two heavy, snow-white mounds of flesh. The lace trim of the apron constantly rubbed against her smooth skin, and bursts of seductive moans, like those of a female animal in heat, escaped from Jenny's red lips.

"Dad... Daddy... it's time to eat..."

"Xue'er is still helping Su Shan bathe. Daddy wants to eat this little slut first..."

"Hmm... no..."

Although she said this, Jenny leaned back against me, then reached out and pulled the apron at her chest askew. Her soft, round, and large breasts, like two juicy melons the size of large bowls, trembled and stood erect in the air. Her skin was like solidified milk, a pinkish-white tinged with red, her beautiful, slightly rosy areolas highlighting her nipples, making me drool with the urge to bite them.

"God, baby, no woman in the world has more beautiful breasts than my daughter,"

I exclaimed deeply, lowering my head to suckle her cherry-like breasts, my entire palm pressing against her large, round, bowl-shaped breasts, swirling and caressing them. Jenny, gradually losing her senses amidst the surging pleasure, her soft, delicate body seemed to have lost its bones, transforming into a fair and alluring serpent, coiling around me.

"Jenny, do you know which scene from all the movies you've made is Daddy's favorite?"

Ever since I brought Jenny home, I've carefully stored away those DVDs until she emerged from the shadows of the past and fully recovered. It was only at her suggestion that we took out the DVDs that had been gathering dust, as a diversion during our father-daughter incest. I would fuck my daughter's juicy pussy on the bed, making her reach orgasm with a shy and bashful expression, while watching her on the screen scream wildly with lewd moans and groans with a seductive expression. Amidst her two different seductive postures, I would ejaculate my semen during orgasm.

"It's like this: you're in the kitchen wearing an apron, your bare bottom exposed, a big hot dog stuck in your anus, masturbating and shaking your breasts..."

Jenny is a very gentle and considerate daughter. When I took a hot dog that wasn't completely thawed from the refrigerator, she had already turned off the electric stove under the saucepan and leaned over the sink on the counter.

Now, Jenny is a voluptuous mature woman. Her two buttocks are like perfect white peaches, round and pink, beautiful and alluring. A thin strip of white fabric is tied between her deep buttock creases, evidence that she's not naked, but even more alluring than being completely naked.

"Jenny, stick your ass out, Daddy's going to treat you to a big hot dog."

Jenny blushed, but still stuck out her pert, white ass towards me.

I gently pulled aside the thong that was tightly tucked into her buttocks, and as I slowly stuffed the cool hot dog into her wrinkled, brown anus, her plump, white peaches trembled slightly as they swallowed the red, thick piece of meat. The chilling sensation made Jenny hold her breath.

Gazing at my daughter's distressed expression, I grasped my already hard, hot cock and slowly approached her overflowing, juicy hole. Then, I grabbed her soft, plump buttocks and thrust it all the way in. "

Ah ... "Jane, are you still taking birth control pills? Daddy won't make you get rid of the baby now. Starting tomorrow, stop taking them..." Besides thrusting my hips, I also pulled on the gradually thawing hot dog, and in sync with my movements, I thrust violently back and forth. I whispered in my daughter's ear, panting, "Xue'er told me today that she's ready to have a baby for Daddy's pregnant belly... You... you're the older sister... what are you going to do..." With each thrust, Jenny twisted her snow-white, plump buttocks back and forth and side to side. When I gripped her enormous breasts, which were impossible to hold in one hand, and squeezed hard, the snow-white, full flesh bounced in my palm. Jenny's wanton reaction further aroused my lust. "Sister... Sister's belly is so big... Dad, you're only telling me now... I, I don't want Michelle to beat me to it..." A surge of pleasure coursed through her, her snow-white skin flushed a seductive crimson, Jenny's eyes were languid, and she let out soft moans. Her uterus inside her seemed to suck on my glans like a straw, sucking and spitting, swallowing and spitting out. I felt a tingling, numbing sensation throughout my body, my blood boiling, a numbness before collapse rapidly surging from my testicles to my glans. "...It's been two months since my last period. The doctor said...the due date is next March...I'm so happy..." Her soft, blissful words were more potent than the most aphrodisiac. In the midst of boundless pleasure, I poured my thick, hot semen deep into my daughter's wanton womb, feeling as if there was no end in sight... The End Chapter 1 Su Shan The year I graduated from high school, my girlfriend Barbara, whom I had been dating for several months, told me she was pregnant. A week after learning this, we got married. Strictly speaking, we weren't in love; we were just together. My reason for dating her was that she was the sexiest girl on the school cheerleading team, especially known for her enormous 34F breasts—a notorious "big boobs queen" in several nearby schools. Marriage was a reluctant, yet unavoidable, decision. However, when we discovered she was pregnant with a girl, I was incredibly disappointed. I'm a man with very traditional values; sons are far more important than daughters. With this disappointment, I tried my best to maintain the marriage, even giving up a readily available university education to find a job and support my family. Even now, I still wonder what would have happened if I had continued my studies. I was only eighteen when I got married, a tall, handsome high school graduate with no job opportunities. After repeated rejections and humiliation in my job search, I made a painful decision and started my own business: "Getting Things Done Limited". What kind of person do you need to help install a VCR at home? A digital TV? A portable TV? A computer?

Just call me.

Need help assembling the kids' bikes? Or furniture and tables?

Give me a call.

At first, I was the only one working hard, but over time, with some investment, the company grew. Now, I have thirty-two employees, men and women, all university graduates. Most of these kids are part-time workers; they're smart, and their low wages keep costs down. I give them flexible hours, the legal minimum wage, free lunch and dinner, and a large year-end bonus… if they stay until the end of the year.

With the company running smoothly, my workload decreased significantly. At least, I no longer had to personally go out on business trips. I only went to the company a few times a week to check and confirm that everything was operating normally. Then I stayed home, reviewing the current profits and losses of stocks, bonds, and other reinvested projects.

For a middle-aged man who had just turned twenty-eight, I had a leisurely life, a successful career, and more importantly… I had plenty of money in my pocket.

Unfortunately, I wasn't so happy in every aspect… my wife, Barbara, wasn't able to share all of this with me.

After giving birth to my eldest daughter, Susan, Barbara gave birth to two more lovely daughters. Six years ago, before my career had become stable but not yet successful, one afternoon I came home early and found this bitch lying naked on the bed, shaking her enormous breasts, having an affair with a plumber.

In a fit of rage, I smashed the adulterer's nose, and amidst his pleas, kicked the useless thing out the door. Then, after a simple legal process, I divorced that adulterous big-breasted slut.

Having relinquished custody, she disappeared from the sight of me and my three daughters. The last time I heard about her was when I heard she had moved to a nearby city, become addicted to drugs, and stood on the street every night, shaking her large, fat breasts, selling her voluptuous and sexy body for a despicable and decadent life.

I don't know if this news is true or false, but it does give me a sense of satisfaction.

Because of my divorce, I've been raising my three lovely daughters alone since I was twenty-two. Looking back on my life, I've never wanted to be the kind of man who gives up easily, so although it's certainly been difficult, I've raised Susan, Jenny, and Michelle.

While striving to advance my career, I personally change my daughters' diapers, feed them, potty train them, and clumsily sing to them to lull them to sleep.

The nanny I hire helps a lot during the week, but after six o'clock in the evening and throughout the weekend, the responsibility falls entirely on me.

As I knew from the beginning, being a substitute parent is truly difficult, but once I started, I wouldn't give up, and I was genuinely willing to sacrifice for my daughters.

Only one thing made me very uncomfortable. Being drained by caring for my three daughters, I no longer had the time, energy, or interest to date other women.

I'm a man in my prime, and naturally, I felt incredibly hungry and dissatisfied with this lonely life. So occasionally, I would sneak off to some rave pubs in the city, spend some money on drinks, and flirt with some wild, teenage girls. Of

course, my three precious daughters knew nothing about these things. They are such lovely, blonde-haired, blue-eyed angels; I didn't want these things to taint their hearts.

My eldest daughter, Su Shan, is independent and self-reliant; her intelligence shines through in her outstanding academic performance. My second daughter, Jenny, is naturally quiet, enjoys housework, and her cooking skills rival those of adults, though she easily becomes shy when praised. As for our youngest daughter, Michelle, she's an adorable little girl who loves to cling to her father all day.

I often thought of them as little girls who would never grow up, assuming that this father-daughter relationship would continue indefinitely. Our lives only changed when Su Shan turned twelve and started her first period.

Listening to my eldest daughter's half-whiny request for money to buy a new bra, I was forced to realize with shock that she had become a young woman, no longer a little girl. Soon, she would need her own space, her own phone, and even start dating.

After some consideration, I decided to do what other parents do: give my daughter birth control pills first, so that one day I wouldn't have to angrily raise a grandchild who suddenly appeared.

But changes beyond my expectations happened one after another, until that night when my whole life was drastically altered.

That night, a storm came, thunder roared, and the wind howled as if trying to rip the roof off the house. I couldn't sleep, and I kept thinking about the few newly hired female college students at the company, their clothes revealing and provocative, their swaying hips as they walked, their hearts burning with desire. So I flipped through the latest issue of Playboy, my hand in my crotch, masturbating.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock at the door, followed by a sob that sounded almost like crying. I was jolted awake, remembering how Su Shan, despite her seemingly brave nature, had always been terrified of thunder.

"Dad, I can't sleep… I'm so scared. Can I hold you while I sleep?"

The delicate voice sounded so innocent, but I was in a very awkward state of arousal, a burning desire coursing through my veins.

Perhaps I should have loudly said "No" and shooed my daughter back to her room…

"Okay, my darling daughter, come in."

The door opened, and the little angel, startled by the thunder, rushed in. Oh my god, she looked so adorable in that light blue pajama.

But... what was even more captivating was her snow-white body, clearly exposed beneath her thin clothing. Although her curves were still quite immature, her breasts were clearly inherited from her mother, bulging and full at such a young age, and she was already wearing a bra; and the pure cotton panties covering her cute little bottom stimulated my boiling blood.

When I held her in my arms, besides feeling the pleasure of her full breasts rubbing against my chest, I also smelled a fragrance emanating from her, a scent unique to a twelve-year-old girl, like a slightly unripe but gradually ripening fruit, tempting one to pick it.

My daughter and I hugged each other tightly. I held her close, gently comforting her anxieties. However, my penis, like a venomous snake, instinctively sought out her soft buttocks, repeatedly trying to bury itself deep within.

"Dad, there's something..."

"Baby, sleep."

Sensing my daughter's panic, I tried to fall asleep as soon as possible, but the noise of the storm, the burning desire in my heart, and the tempting sweet fragrance emanating from my daughter made it impossible. Instead, my erect penis grew harder and hotter.

I struggled to hold on for half an hour, the wind and rain outside still raging, just like my chaotic state of mind.

Driven by wicked thoughts, I suddenly reached out and cupped my daughter's full, snow-white breasts, which were larger than those of girls her age. I gently rubbed and circled them, letting my hand feel the smoothness of her breasts. The

strange sensation of playing with my own daughter's breasts brought me to a heightened excitement I hadn't felt in years. I unconsciously shifted my lower body, pressing Su Shan's round, snow-white buttocks close to my hard, bulging crotch, and began to slowly rub them.

I had thought my daughter was already fast asleep, but unexpectedly, at this crucial moment, I heard her faint, mournful cry, like that of a chick.

"Dad, Dad, what are you doing? Don't touch me, your hand... how could you do this? I'm your daughter..."

Su Shan's panicked cries did not stop my burning desire. At that moment, a sharp pain suddenly shot through my arm.

This little girl, she actually dared to bite me?

In a mixture of shock and anger, I subconsciously began to defend myself, gripping Su Shan, who was crying out in pain, even tighter, while a multitude of thoughts rushed through my mind.

After the divorce, I sacrificed the best years of my life to raise these little girls to adulthood, but what did I get in return? Now that they've grown up, they've started to rebel against me, reject me, and turn around and bite me, just like their ungrateful mother?

No way, no matter what, I'm their biological father. How dare they rebel against me?

"Shut your dog mouth! You're just like your ungrateful mother, ungrateful and heartless! When did you get the audacity to talk to me like that? Let me tell you, I've put up with your dog mouth long enough, long enough!"

I roared angrily, giving Su Shan my final punitive order. "Take off that damned outfit, get down on your knees, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

My harsh shout stunned Su Shan. This was normal, because I had never scolded her like this before. Even for the biggest things, I would only give her a hard slap on the palm or a couple of spanks on the buttocks... Of course, she would always be properly dressed.

Actually, I don't know what's wrong with me tonight, that I've become so ferocious, but one thing is certain: I can't stop now.

While she was still lost in thought, I rushed forward, grabbed the collar of her robe, and ripped it open, revealing a simple little bra. The light blue bra couldn't contain her full breasts; they looked to be about a 30C.

I knew my daughter had already started developing, but… a twelve-year-old girl with a C-cup? I didn't know if this was inherited from her mother, or if kids these days are just too well-developed.

My father's sudden change in demeanor terrified Su Shan, who cried out repeatedly, "No! No!" But I was consumed by lust and ignored her cries. Just like years ago with that big-breasted slut, I reached out and roughly grabbed her breasts.

"Ouch..." Hearing my daughter cry out in pain, I couldn't help but admire her. Even through her bra, her skin was so bouncy; this girl had definitely inherited her mother's good looks.

At that moment, Su Shan seemed to come to her senses and remembered to fight back, her hands continuing to lash out at me. I quickly grabbed her hands, then pulled them away, grabbed her light blue bra, and ripped it open with a "whoosh," immediately using it to bind my daughter's hands.

"Waaah... Daddy, no! I'm your own daughter! No... Waaah..."

I was only focused on venting, and I couldn't hear anything else. Without a word, I pulled Su Shan down onto my lap, pulling her pajama bottoms and white panties down to her calves, revealing her snow-white, smooth, and round buttocks.

I carefully admired every inch of my daughter's skin. Her round, full breasts looked very firm; the pink buds on the peaks were fresh and tempting. Between her legs, sparse golden pubic hairs revealed her lovely, tender vulva.

Su Shan struggled and rolled desperately, trying to break free from my lap, crying pitifully and begging me to stop. These unnecessary actions only fueled my anger, eliciting no pity from me. I resolved to teach this unruly girl a lesson in family ethics and respect, to make her understand who the master of this house was.

"Shut your mouth. I'm telling you, I'm going to spank you fourteen times. Pay attention and count carefully. If you miss even one… well, we'll start all over again."

Under this violent coercion, the frail Su Shan had no choice. I wrapped one arm around her slender waist and slapped her snow-white buttocks with the other.

"One (smack), two (smack), three (bang)... Ah! Good... Oh, I hate you! I hate you! Why did you hit me? Waaah... Four (smack smack), waaaah..."

"Smack!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a hand slapping her buttocks, Su Shan's whole body began to tremble.

"Five... It hurts!"

Su Shan cried out loudly.

"It's supposed to hurt. This is your punishment for disobeying your father!"

I shouted angrily, slapping her other soft buttocks hard with my palm.

"Smack!"

"Ah... six..."

The soft skin of her snowy buttocks quickly turned red. Being able to slap such elastic tender flesh gave me an indescribable pleasure.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

"Ah...it hurts...please spare me!"

Under my relentless slapping, Su Shan cried her eyes out, a complete sob, not knowing how hard it had been to get to the end.

"Waaah...thirteen already (smack)...fourteen."

After a round of slapping, my daughter's soft, snowy bottom was now stained with a beautiful rose-red color; intricate handprints appeared on her firm, fleshy buttocks.

Su Shan, seemingly exhausted, kept panting and dry heaving. Seeing her pitiful state, my anger gradually subsided, but at that moment, I made a decision that would change my life: to rape my eldest daughter.

Without warning, I tossed my crying daughter onto the bed, then quickly grabbed her ankles, giving her no chance to struggle, spreading her legs wide and holding them firmly, kissing her like a lustful devil.

"You little bitch, I bet you're not a virgin anymore. You young girls are all the same, slutty and cheap, not even graduated from school and already messing around with male students, pshaw! Let me tell you, if other men can fuck you, I can too. At least, I'm the father who gave birth to your little cunt, you deserve to be fucked by me!"

I stood between Su Shan's legs, grinning lewdly, and said, "Baby, Daddy's going to fuck your little cunt, tonight Daddy's going to fuck every part of your body."

"No, Dad, you can't do this! I... I'm still a virgin! Please go away, go away!"

Facing imminent doom, an indescribable fear flashed in Su Shan's eyes. She cried desperately, kicking her slender legs, but I held them tightly. I adjusted my penis and began to force my way in.

At first, I lifted her legs, trying to spread them as wide as possible, exposing my daughter's pure vulva. Then, I slowly touched those tender, beautiful lips with my penis. During this process, I had to use my hands to restrain Su Shan's hands, because she was like a wildcat, constantly trying to scratch my face with her nails.

Of course, with such a large difference in body size between the man and woman, these little struggles were completely useless.

"Hey, baby daughter, want to prove to Daddy that you're really a virgin? Ready? I guarantee it'll hurt."

My glans touched the soft hymen, and I grinned lewdly at my daughter before thrusting in hard and heavy, taking her virginity amidst Su Shan's miserable screams.

God, my daughter's vagina is so tight, and it's fucking hot and burning!

While raping my own daughter, I lowered my head and sucked and played with her full C-cup breasts, laughing happily.

"Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy it? From now on, you're mine. You're my daughter, my little slutty whore, my fucking toy. Accept it. Every daughter is born to be fucked by her father."

In the ecstasy of my orgasm, I shuddered and ejaculated my thick semen deep into my daughter's tender little hole without reservation.

After I pulled out my penis, exhausted but excited, Su Shan curled up her naked body and cried incessantly until she fainted from exhaustion.

Although she had just lost her virginity, the girl's body lying there still looked so pure and flawless, especially the bright red blood flowing down her snow-white thighs, which strongly stimulated the beast in my heart. As a result, not long after, I woke my daughter up and raped her again.

Afterwards, I threatened my daughter, telling her that no one would believe her lies and that she should give up on seeking help from outsiders. I also forced her to start taking birth control pills. When I took her to get the pills, I explained to the doctor that my daughter had a boyfriend and that the pills were just in case.

When I spoke to the doctor like this, Su Shan always kept her head down and remained silent for a long time. There were no witnesses to my affair with her, and I kept warning her that if something happened to me, she would lose everything and end up on the streets. Even if she was adopted by a family, she would be forced to separate from her two younger sisters, and her classmates at her new school would soon find out that she was a little slut who had been violated by her own father.

Su Shan was an outgoing and unruly daughter, so from that time on, she was always looking for opportunities to run away, but as soon as she returned home, she became taciturn, except for one time when she would scream particularly loudly.

"No! You beast...don't!"

On the day I got the birth control pills, I dragged my eldest daughter into the room again and enjoyed her immature girlish body once more. This time, I made her lie on the edge of the bed, raising her snow-white little buttocks high, and fucked her tender hole from behind in a doggy style.
Chapter Two: Jenny
In the following twelve months, I raped Su Shan an average of several times a week, sometimes more. To avoid suspicion and prevent her two younger sisters, Jenny and Michelle, from finding out, I usually bathed with Su Shan and had sex in the bathroom. During this time, she also learned how to perform oral sex on her father's large penis.

But no man is without lust. After Su Shan, I became curious about the development of my other two daughters, wondering if these seemingly innocent and adorable girls, like their older sister, were experiencing any unexpected surprises.

Originally, after they turned seven, I avoided bathing with them to avoid suspicion. However, taking advantage of their protests about why their older sister could bathe with me, I brought them back into the bathroom and stripped the two little girls completely naked.

It was then that I realized I had indeed failed in my duty. Eleven-year-old Jenny's breasts had already begun to develop, becoming a small B-cup; as for Michelle, although her chest was flat, it made people look forward to her future growth.

Besides bathing, I also found opportunities to enjoy myself elsewhere, especially when watching TV with my daughters. I would always find a chance to lift their skirts and let their little bottoms sit on my penis.

But my favorite was still my eldest daughter, who could wiggle her butt and truly swallow and spit out my penis with her vagina.

To show that I was a generous and good father, Su Shan received more benefits than her younger sister. Besides the special nutritious milk that was often sprayed on her face, her snow-white breasts, and even her belly, Jenny and Michelle often asked me when they could have their own phone and radio like their older sister, and not be subject to any set sleep schedules.

I treated this eldest daughter like an adult, like Su Shan was the mistress of the house, and I would buy her everything she wanted.

Gradually, Su Shan developed a habit of demanding expensive luxury items from me before or after each time I raped her, which she would then discard after only a few uses.

As her father, I strongly disapproved of Su Shan's extravagant and wasteful habits. What if one day she became independent and needed to maintain this lavish lifestyle without sufficient financial resources? Would she become like those decadent young people, living on borrowed money? I wouldn't allow that.

However, every time I saw her swaying her snow-white buttocks and her increasingly full and firm breasts, being fucked by me like a wanton prostitute, I happily tolerated her little bit of whimsy.

Not long after, three weeks after my second daughter Jenny's twelfth birthday, she also had her first period. I quickly prepared birth control pills for her.

Coincidentally, Su Shan asked to stay overnight at a friend's house that weekend. I wouldn't usually agree so easily, but considering this was a good opportunity to start disciplining Jenny, I made an exception and nodded.

Unlike her sister, Jenny was a well-behaved, sensible, and easily shy little thing. She had been very obedient and listened to her father since she was little. I had to be patient with her and not hurt her fragile and delicate heart by being too hasty. On Friday night, Su Shan had already left. Before going to bed, I put sleeping pills in her milk and, after Michelle fell asleep, I simply took off my clothes and went into Jenny's room to help her take off her bathrobe while she was fast asleep.

Having learned from Su Shan's experience, I wasn't in a hurry this time. I simply held her delicate ankles, pulled her panties down to her knees, spread her legs wide, and lifted her buttocks, carefully admiring her vulva.

I parted the sparse pubic hair to confirm the shape of my daughter's vulva. I saw that tender pink flower garden, slightly swollen, but the virgin's gate, untouched by human touch, was tightly closed, leaving me no gap.

I gently rubbed her vulva, and soon the girl's body responded, leaving my palms covered in her love juice. I put my hand in my mouth, tasting Jenny's virgin love juice, and then used my fingers to part her labia, carefully admiring them.

The vaginal walls looked very tight, only slightly parted, and I couldn't resist sticking my tongue inside to lick.

"Hmm? Dad, what are you... doing? Ah!"

This action woke Jenny. Startled awake from her sweet dream, she widened her eyes instantly after dismissing my actions, and cried out in alarm and innocence.

"Dad! You can't do this..."

Before she could finish speaking, I covered her mouth and forcefully stuffed my panties inside, leaving her only able to let out muffled moans. While I was still in the throes of passion, I greedily licked the increasingly blooming flower between her legs.

"Ugh... ugh... ah... ah... ah..."

Although her mouth was stuffed with panties, Jenny couldn't resist the strange sensations coming from her lower body, and she screamed repeatedly.

I stretched out my tongue, licking the moist flesh. With practiced skill, Jenny's nectar flowed incessantly, some even dripping down her buttocks onto the floor. I was incredibly excited, so I sucked hard, and with a "whoosh," almost all the nectar was drawn into my mouth.

"Ugh...ah...ah!"

Jenny screamed long, her vagina contracting repeatedly. I got up and saw my second daughter with her eyes rolled back, her head tilted slightly back, her mouth stuffed with panties, making "ah...ah" breathing sounds. Her rapid panting made her already developed B-cup breasts sway incessantly.

At this moment, I was aroused, so I took the panties out of her mouth and praised her happily.

"Jenny, you're really great. Your sister doesn't have an orgasm as easily as you... Daddy will pamper you more from now on."
Jenny turned her face away after my praise, a few tears still glistening in the corners of her round eyes, her little mouth tightly closed, looking utterly pitiful.

I resumed my assault, placing my hands on Jenny's lower abdomen and gently rubbing it. Her body trembled slightly, seemingly very aggrieved, but unlike her sister's first time, she didn't resist fiercely, causing me any inconvenience. Noticing this, I slowly moved my hands upwards, grasping her soft, snow-white B-cup breasts.

"Ouch...it hurts...Daddy, don't do this..."

Jenny cried softly, her body trembling even more violently; I gripped her soft, snowy breasts tightly, deforming them in my palm, and said, "Does it hurt? My darling daughter, did Daddy hurt you? But that's how things are, just bear with it for a bit and it'll be fine. You'll be even more excited than when you had your orgasm."

Hearing my advice, my daughter excitedly shook her head from side to side.

"Ouch...no...no...ooh..."

Amid Jenny's cries, I pushed my penis forward, but a sharp pain shot through the glans, blocked by the hymen that was making its last stand, and my penis couldn't penetrate. I cursed under my breath, used my fingers to separate her lips, and slowly inserted my penis. After a moment, the entire head of my penis was inside.

"Oh..."

I let out a lewd howl. Jenny's vagina, being forcibly entered by a man for the first time, reacted violently to the rapist, first contracting and trembling incessantly, then tightly clamping the glans between her vaginal walls, making it difficult to move in or out.

Jenny felt unprecedented pain, her large eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, her nails clenched so tightly they dug deep into her hands, her small mouth wide open, emitting "Ah...ah" sounds from her throat, as if trying to alleviate the pain from her lower body by making sounds.

I slowly adapted to the tight pressure of the virgin's vagina, thinking that it was time, so I bent down and spoke to my daughter face to face.

"Baby, Daddy will count to three and then I'll put it in. Then you'll be a little woman."

Jenny's eyes welled with tears as she looked at me like a lamb being led to the slaughter.

"One...two..."

Jenny pleaded weakly as I counted down, "No, Daddy, please let me go! My teacher taught us that a girl's virginity is to be given to her husband...sigh!"

To preserve her virginity for her future husband? Such a ridiculous and outdated idea almost made me laugh. Without another word, I thrust my hips forward, taking the lead over my future son-in-law, and then said "three."

"Ouch...it hurts...it hurts..."

Jenny cried out in pain as my penis slammed into her hymen. Except for her tender little breasts, which I held firmly in my hands, her entire body was forced backward.

At this point, I was no longer in a hurry to advance, slowly savoring the pleasure of deflowering her. A virgin is indeed a virgin; her vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, leaving no gap whatsoever. A warm sensation emanated from the head of my penis, an indescribable pleasure.

I slowly withdrew my penis, leaving only the head embedded within, then, using her breasts for leverage, I thrust forward with all my might, and with a "pop," it slid in completely.

"It hurts…it hurts…"

Jenny screamed, her head thrown back, ravaged like a candle in the wind, her head shaking violently. A trickle of virgin blood flowed from her vulva to the ground, her delicate body trembling intensely.

"Shh, baby, be quiet, don't make a fuss, Daddy's going to help you grow up, don't bother me... Uh, your little pussy is so tight, you're such a good daughter, mmm... It feels so good to fuck you, Daddy hasn't raised you for nothing."

Jenny's painful cries were like a waving flag to me, making me thrust even harder, not stopping until the two different sex organs collided, making a slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh, which was incredibly beautiful.

"Baby, don't lie there so stiffly. Shake your bottom like your sister, that's what Daddy likes... Hmm, good girl, now open your mouth and let Daddy suck your tongue... Yes, that's it. Okay, now Daddy will try out my baby girl's breasts, see how they're developing."

Having her virginity defiled by her father, Jenny cried incessantly throughout the process, while I freely manipulated her body, performing many lewd positions I had long dreamed of.

It felt good, but I felt somewhat unsatisfied. Therefore, I decided to pluck another virgin flower from Jenny's body—her tender anus, a tight, narrow anus of a twelve-year-old, surely the warmest and most comfortable place in the world.

I pulled out my penis, bringing with it a pool of thick, bloody fluid. I wanted to prepare my daughter mentally.

"Jenny, my darling, Daddy wants you to turn over, put your hands on the bed, and stick your butt up a little, um... good girl, that's it. It'll hurt a little at first, but every woman in the world has to go through this."

"Dad, why? What did I do wrong? I'm sorry, I admit my mistake, I promise I'll change, please don't punish me anymore, okay? It hurts so much down there..."

"Oh, my little darling, you didn't do anything wrong, Daddy just wants to fuck you. I'm your father, so your whole body is mine. My good daughter, your asshole looks so cute, Daddy wants to cum inside you again. I promise, it won't hurt so much next time."

I thrust my hips forward, and my entire penis instantly disappeared into Jenny's ass. Although there was lubricant on my penis, the intestinal walls were so tight that when I thrust in so forcefully, my penis felt like it was peeling.

Jenny started crying loudly again from the pain. I struggled to thrust my penis in and out, but there was no resistance at the end, so I could push it in as far as I wanted.

As my penis pushed in, her buttocks would touch the outside. I reached out and pressed her elastic buttocks, spreading them apart to allow my penis to penetrate deeper into her body. After thrusting

for a while, Jenny was probably exhausted from crying. Her elbows couldn't support her, and her upper body went limp on the bed, her consciousness becoming somewhat blurred.

"Ah...that hard thing is about to burst my stomach..."

As she grew tired, her anus loosened, and I increased the speed of my thrusts, ejaculating soon after.

It was an incredibly pleasurable experience, but since inserting my penis into my daughter's anus was a spur-of-the-moment decision, some unexpected results occurred.

When I pulled my penis out, it inevitably got covered in feces and semen, but Jenny seemed extremely uncomfortable, clutching her stomach and moaning in pain.

Just as I was about to ask what was wrong, I suddenly smelled a foul odor. I saw her dilated anus, "plop, plop," oozing brownish mucus, her pink anus opening and closing frequently like a fish's mouth.

"Ughhhhhh!"

Following the mucus, Jenny seemed extremely ashamed, burying her head deeply in the pillow. With a sob, her lower abdomen twitched, and she expelled a soft, yellow stool, which fell to the floor, instantly staining her snow-white buttocks a brownish hue.

This unexpected change left me speechless. It took me quite a bit of effort to clean up the scene, reminding myself that I must be more prepared next time.

After I carried her to the bathroom and washed her, Jenny lay back on the bed.

Unlike her unruly sister, Jenny didn't resist fiercely, nor did she try to escape, nor did she utter those annoying curses and screams.

None of that.

She simply wept quietly, like a good girl, mourning her lost innocence.

The next day, I didn't touch Jenny again, letting her rest. When Su Shan returned home on Sunday night and noticed her sister's unusual behavior, she was trembling with rage, like an angry mother cat, hitting and scratching me, calling me the most inhuman dog in the world.

The result… of course, was that I pinned her to the bed, gave her a good spanking, and then gave her a good hard fucking.

That's how things were settled. Since having my two daughters, my sex life became much more varied; sometimes I raped one of them, but sometimes the three of us had sex together.

I threatened them that if they didn't comply, they would be kicked out of the house and live a dirty and filthy life like beggars on TV. Of course, if they were willing to be good daughters and lick their father's penis and get fucked in bed, I would give them everything they wanted.

Su Shan was still a stubborn and willful girl who loved to deliberately rebel against me. Even if I bought her things as she asked, she would still often find opportunities to cause trouble for me or deliberately avoid me. She was far less obedient and well-behaved than Jenny. Not only did she never ask for anything on her own initiative, but even when I occasionally wanted to buy her something, she would shake her head and say no, acting like a very virtuous little housewife.

However, the two of them still followed the basic rules and did not publicize this shameful matter in our family.

This happy family life only lasted for nine months before I discovered that getting hooked was a terrible thing, because I couldn't wait for my youngest daughter, Michelle, to get her period.

Since she hasn't started menstruating yet, I can even save on birth control pills—isn't that simpler?

After a brief consideration, I decided to let her join her older sisters. However, this time I didn't want to be careless; I wanted something meaningful.

After some deliberation, I hired someone to thoroughly clean the backyard swimming pool, adding slides, diving boards, and other toys around it, making it look brand new as a gift for my youngest daughter's tenth birthday. The girls, all with their childlike spirits, were overjoyed to see the new pool and couldn't wait to try it out.

I told them to wait until the morning of their birthdays. After breakfast, I gave each of them a swimsuit. The three sisters exclaimed in unison and rushed back to their rooms to change into their swimsuits, eager to get in the water for a swim.

After changing into my swim trunks and putting on a towel, I was about to go out when I heard laughter, playful shouts, and splashing water coming from the backyard. A thought struck me: if I went out rashly, I might spoil the atmosphere. After all, as Su Shan and Jenny have gotten older, they've been deliberately avoiding me when changing clothes. Right now, the three sisters were having so much fun. If I suddenly showed up, Michelle might not notice, but Su Shan and Jenny would definitely try to hide.

With that thought in mind, I didn't rush out. Instead, I went around to the poolside and, from behind a glass door, secretly filmed my three daughters splashing and playing in the pool with my V8 camera.

Chapter Three: Michelle
Su Shan swam back and forth in the pool like a mermaid, wearing a light blue one-piece swimsuit with a V-shaped opening at the chest that went all the way to her navel, secured by several gleaming silver chains; the back had the same design. Her half-exposed D-cup breasts created a sexy cleavage, and the light blue swimsuit clung tightly to her milky white skin, presenting a striking contrast.

Jenny stood half-standing in the pool, splashing and playing with her sister. She wore a two-piece off-white swimsuit: a tank top and a skirt-like bottom, paired with white leggings that barely reached her thighs. The tank top, wet from playing in the water, clung to her skin and became semi-transparent, emphasizing her alluring curves. The tank top barely covered her large breasts, squeezing them tightly and revealing a deep cleavage.

Su Shan was originally a year older than Jenny, and her breasts developed earlier, already boasting a respectable D-cup size at only fifteen. However, since I deflowered Jenny, because of her gentle and obedient nature, she was fucked far more often than her sister. As a result of being saturated with male hormones, her breasts swelled rapidly like a pair of inflated little balls, reaching a D-cup size before she was even fourteen. At this rate, it was only a matter of time before she surpassed me.

My gaze drifted to the water slide by the pool, where I found Michelle dodging her sister's splashing water. She was wearing a leopard-print bikini, laughing innocently and happily.

Looking at her beautiful appearance, I felt a wave of dizziness. Her pure and clean body was beyond words.

Her bright golden hair, tied in a ponytail, swayed lively behind her head. Her breasts, which were definitely large for a ten-year-old girl, stood upright like two cute little white doves. Since the camera only captured her side profile, what was left in the shot was a delicate curve from her neck to her waist. Below that was her snow-white buttocks, tightly bound in her leopard-print swim trunks, and then her slender legs. Perhaps because of her young age, her thighs were also very thin.

"Hey, stop splashing me!"

"Hehe, it's your birthday today."

While patting my daughters' joyful laughter, I couldn't help but secretly give my poor penis a few pats before slowly approaching from the shade of the trees, trying not to be noticed.

Three little angels of different beauty—some wild and fiery, some gentle and quiet, some innocent and pure—were splashing and playing in the pool, laughing and frolicking. None of them noticed that their swimsuits were so wet they couldn't cover their bodies, and their two pink nipples were showing, pressing against the thin fabric. Jenny and her sister were having so much fun that their swimsuits had shifted, revealing most of their plump, snowy breasts above the water.

Of course, it wasn't just their breasts that were so alluring. As the three sisters swam together, their buttocks floated on the surface of the water. Watching their beautiful buttocks sway and twist, their swimsuits shifted, revealing even more of their white, tender bottoms.

Seeing my three daughters' breasts bobbing and their snowy buttocks swaying in the water, my penis was as hard as a spear ready for battle, vibrating gently in my pants—it was incredibly arousing. I quickly placed my V8 on the table, set it to automatic recording, and then jumped into the water with a splash.

Water splashed everywhere, and the girls screamed and scattered. Michelle smiled happily when she saw me finally get into the water, completely unaware that as soon as I entered the water, I chose a spot next to Jenny, put my arm around her slender waist, and led her to a blind spot next to the slide. At the same time, I forcefully pulled her soft little hand and, through her swim trunks, squeezed and gently massaged my hard penis.

Jenny tried to dodge, but I held her firmly, and she couldn't break free. In the end, she quickly gave in, nimbly moving her slender fingers to slip her hand inside her swim trunks, not only stroking my penis but also occasionally teasing my testicles.

I let out a sound of pleasure, and I heard Michelle curiously asking her older sister why Daddy and her second sister weren't playing with them, while Su Shan angrily tried to pull her younger sister away so she wouldn't witness the shameful incestuous act between father and daughter. But it was too late. As I reached my climax in a state of heightened excitement, I ejaculated with incredible pleasure, and a pool of thick, white fluid immediately floated to the surface of the water.

Su Shan screamed and hurriedly pulled Michelle out of the pool, went inside to change, and ended this uniquely meaningful birthday celebration.

That evening, after my youngest daughter finished her tenth birthday cake, I called all three daughters to the bedroom and told them to take off their clothes and lie on the big bed.

Jenny was the first to silently agree; Su Shan snorted, pointing her finger at me and cursing me as a beast, not even sparing her own daughter, but after I picked up a wooden board and gave her firm buttocks two heavy blows, she obediently lay down on the ground.

Michelle was completely confused about what was happening. Seeing her two older sisters like this, she thought they were playing some kind of family game, so she happily took off her top, then quickly pulled off her shorts and panties, kicked them aside, and lay down on the ground.

It was truly an indescribable lewd scene: three youthful, tender, snow-white buttocks, and sexy, peach-pink vulvas, lined up together, just waiting for my father's favor.

I sat down on the bed, grasped my semi-erect penis, and began stroking it while urging Michelle to open her little mouth and lick it hard with her smooth, fragrant tongue.

At first, Michelle struggled, refusing to lick "Daddy's pee," but after I drizzled her favorite chocolate sauce on my penis and repeatedly persuaded her that it would make her father happy, she finally timidly stuck out her tongue and licked the purplish-red glans bit by bit, like eating ice cream.

Poor Michelle had no idea what was about to happen to her, nor did she know that the "stinky thing" she was shaking her little head and diligently licking and sucking with her little mouth was the weapon that would soon deflower her; she was just focused on giving me oral sex, trying to please her father.

As for her two older sisters lying on the ground, Su Shan's eyes were filled with resentment and contempt, while Jenny wore a sorrowful expression, as if she couldn't bear to watch. However, under my threatening gaze, neither of them said anything they shouldn't.

The tender, snow-white flesh, and her innocent expression as she performed filthy and obscene actions, created a wicked scene that gave me a powerful climax that only sexual intercourse could bring.

Soon, I ejaculated thick, white semen onto my daughter's adorable little face. Perhaps because of the chocolate sauce, Michelle didn't vomit like Su Shan did when she first tasted semen, disgusted by the strong fishy smell. Instead, she licked it with relish, greedily scraping the white, cloudy semen off her face and slowly eating it.

"Hehe, so delicious, Daddy! Did I make you happy? I don't know if I did it right, but if you teach me how to do it, I'll do even better next time!"

As my little daughter innocently giggled and climbed onto my lap, her soft skin rubbing against mine, saying things to please her father, I was instantly overwhelmed with excitement. I picked Michelle up and put her back on the ground, and without saying a word, I shoved my still-erect penis inside her again.

"Ugh...ugh..."

Because of the sudden movement, Michelle's little mouth, with my large penis in it, choked and coughed repeatedly, saliva spurting from her lips.

Jenny, who had been lying on the ground, immediately knelt up upon hearing the coughing, her naked body leaning over to gently pat her sister's pink back to soothe her discomfort. With Jenny taking over, I grabbed her blonde hair and pulled her head back and forth as she sucked my cock, repeatedly pushing the head of my penis deep into her throat.

The urge to ejaculate quickly arose, but rather than spraying into my daughter's soft little mouth, I preferred to implant it inside them.

Resisting the urge to ejaculate, while my penis was still rock hard, I got up from the bed and went behind Su Shan, who was lying face down on the floor. I held her plump buttocks, which had developed into round and large ones after being moistened by my semen for a long time, and pressed the head of my penis against her thick, fleshy anus, ready to penetrate.

"You pervert! You beast! You raped us, you raped your own daughter, you have no humanity... Ahhhhh!" Amidst Su Shan's gritted teeth and curses, I began to fuck this shrew's tender anus, raping her while slapping her plump, white buttocks hard, making a loud slapping sound.

Throughout the process, Su Shan was like an untamed wild horse, violently thrashing her body, trying to flip me off and even trying to tear me apart with her hands. But she didn't realize that her violent swaying caused her round, white breasts to shake out waves of alluring milk, and every time she forcefully slammed her round buttocks back, I matched the rhythm, fucking her little asshole harder and more fiercely.

This was truly a rewarding taming of the shrew. In the end, Su Shan collapsed, exhausted, with a long, mournful cry.

Then, I went behind Jenny, this quiet and obedient daughter. Although she still had her bottom sticking up high, she burst into tears before I could even get close.

"Please, Dad, don't do this, it really hurts... I'm willing to help you ejaculate in another way, but please don't insert it into my ass, please..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, my little darling, but Daddy is always fair to you sisters. See your sister? Daddy can't be biased, so spread your legs a little wider, and relax your cute little asshole. If I insert it a few more times, it won't hurt anymore."

Jenny bit her lower lip tightly and didn't say another word. After I fucked her for about ten minutes, before I could feel myself ejaculating, I reluctantly pulled out of Jenny's white and smooth buttocks.

"Snowy baby, tomorrow you'll be a little woman. Daddy loves you, so I won't fuck your ass tonight, but you have to give your virginity to Daddy. Also, you two, tonight we'll have a happy family, and I want everyone to enjoy themselves, so Daddy's going to teach you something new."

I started giving orders to my daughters.

"Sushan, lean your head over here on the bed, open your legs... you stupid bitch, can't you move your ass around too? Yes, right here. Jenny, you lie behind your sister and lick her pussy. Hmm, how can she enjoy it if you don't stick your tongue in? Aren't you sisters usually very close?"

After taking care of my eldest daughter, I certainly wouldn't favor one over the other.

"Okay, Jenny, now it's your turn. Spread your legs wider. Xue'er, Daddy wants you to do what your sister does and go behind your second sister's butt and lick her tender pussy. Think about how much your second sister usually dotes on you, shouldn't you take this opportunity to repay her? Okay, keep licking, but lift your little butt up, yes, stick it up a little higher, so Daddy can fuck you better."

Admiring the beautiful scene before me made me pause for a moment, but any man in this world would feel it was worth it.

Three beautiful twin sisters, naked with their snow-white flesh, intertwined and licking each other's pussy, looking so intimate and loving...

Tsk tsk, it seems that my precious daughters, when they are intimate with each other, give their all and hold nothing back when they have sex with me.

Michelle, that little darling, did it especially well. She parted her sparse blonde hair, sucking on her sister's vulva, completely unconcerned about the filth dripping down; at the same time, she swayed her white, tender little bottom, making me burning with lust. I gripped my penis tightly, ready to pounce at any moment.

"Daddy, am I doing the right thing? Does doing this make you happy? Hmm, my sister's pee-pee isn't as tasty as Daddy's penis… Daddy, have I become a woman already? You said I'd become a little woman tonight."

Because her mouth was filled with her sister's cunt's juices, the little girl's voice was muffled, but I was amused by her innocent words.

Little girl, since you're so eager to grow up, Daddy will help you.

I evenly smeared saliva on the opening and the inner walls of her vagina. The muscles inside rhythmically gripped my fingers, seemingly resisting the entry of the foreign object. Then, I spat a little more onto the head of my penis and prepared to enter her. When the head of my penis was pressed against the cleft, I first lifted one of her legs, used my fingers to peel back her tender labia, revealing the contracting opening, and tried to insert the head of my penis.

At first, Michelle was all smiles, but when the opening swallowed half of the head of my penis, she started to moan.

"Ah...it hurts...Daddy...no...it won't go in, Xue'er hurts so much...Xue'er doesn't want it anymore..."

I decided to keep going regardless, pushing my penis forward. Michelle screamed a few more times. After my glans was fully inside, it was pushed out again by strong contractions. It really felt completely different to fuck a child. Just that one squeeze of my glans almost made me ejaculate.

Su Shan and Jenny also stopped what they were doing, each watching the process of their little sister being deflowered with different expressions.

From the very beginning, Michelle's face was covered in tears, and she sobbed, "Daddy...it hurts so much...I don't want to...I don't want to be a woman anymore..."

"It hurts now, but it will feel better soon. Aren't you Daddy's good daughter? How can you disappoint Daddy?"

Michelle nodded, and I peeled open her tender opening again. This time, because the opening was covered with saliva from my glans, it slid in easily. I gently pushed, inserting my penis a little further. The small, narrow, tender opening gripped my penis tightly, and I had to use a little force to prevent it from slipping out.

The little girl's breathing became rapid, and sweat appeared on her forehead. Jenny leaned over and wiped the sweat from her bangs. I pushed in forcefully, and before a third of my penis was inside, it hit her hymen.

"Is it comfortable?"

"A little better... but it still hurts so much... my urethra hurts so much it feels like it's going to split open..."

Without offering any more comfort, I leaned back, pulled my penis, and thrust it in with all my might. With a "plop," a little over half of my penis was instantly inside the little girl's tender vagina. Her eyes widened, then tears burst forth, followed by a piercing scream.

Although only half of it was inside, the head of my penis was already pressing against her clitoris, and her tender uterus was throbbing like a heartbeat, with blood seeping from the crease between my penis and labia.

The two older sisters made their move. Su Shan pressed herself against Michelle, licking her stiff nipples to soothe her pain; Jenny, after a brief hesitation, gently kissed her younger sister's mouth to seal the kiss. Judging from her expression, the little girl was crying out in agony, and if it weren't for her sisters' comforting words, she might have disturbed the neighbors.

Michelle's burning flesh remained contracted and tight; she seemed to be using all her strength to resist the pain emanating from her lower body. I was even worried that it might cause vaginal spasms, but thankfully, after the two older sisters comforted her, the little girl stopped crying, her body relaxed, and her vagina relaxed somewhat.

I made Jenny stop kissing her, giving Michelle time to catch her breath. Her chest heaved violently, snot and tears streamed down her face as she sobbed and pleaded.

"Daddy, it hurts so much... I... I think I'm bleeding down there... Michelle, no more... Waaah..."

Michelle cried even more pitifully than her two older sisters when they lost their virginity. But I continued thrusting my penis in and out, each thrust rubbing against the wound, causing her to moan softly in pain each time.

However, with Su Shan and Jenny licking her breasts and rubbing her clitoris, she gradually stopped crying, just gritting her teeth and enduring it, seemingly able to bear it.

The little girl's tender vagina clung to my penis, the walls of her vagina beginning to secrete a small amount of vaginal fluid. The sticky, honey-like flesh was soft and slippery like jelly, yet strangely tight around my penis.

My movements became increasingly vigorous, until I almost pulled my entire penis out of her vagina and then shoved it back in all at once. When I went in, it almost rolled in her labia, and when I pulled out, it felt like I was dragging out the tender flesh inside. This was because her vagina was so small and tight; perhaps I really should have waited two more years.

I thrust in and out like a madman, my testicles slapping against her snow-white buttocks repeatedly, making a 'slap slap' sound. Michelle's breathing became faster and faster, her mouth unable to close, constantly panting, and sweat dripping down her face.

Finally, Michelle suddenly cried out, her whole body stiffening as if in a spasm. Her tender vagina contracted, spurting out a thick, sticky fluid. Then, she went limp and exhaled heavily.

As her vaginal muscles loosened, I ejaculated the most semen I had ever released, soaking my penis in the sticky, warm flesh before withdrawing.

As soon as the head of my penis left Michelle's body, semen gushed out of her opening, along with churned, turbid fluid, and of course, bright red virgin blood.

Jenny had already prepared several clean tissues and came closer, gently and carefully wiping her sister's vulva. Her flesh, swollen and red from being penetrated, was twisted and contracted. Even after wiping with several sheets of paper, a murky, grayish-red liquid continued to slowly flow out…

Su Shan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her two naked sisters, then at her youngest sister's slender legs that were too weak to close, and finally glared at me fiercely, her eyes filled with tears as she said hatefully,

“Beast…you even slept with your own daughters…you slept with all three of your daughters, you have no…no humanity…waaaah…” The day
after the final chapter, Retribution

, when she was deflowered, Michelle developed a fever. I didn’t dare call a doctor, but just gave her fever reducers and anti-inflammatory drugs. She lay in bed for two days, and after she was able to get out of bed, she was jumping around energetically again.

The ten-year-old girl had a vague understanding of sex and didn't grasp the importance of chastity. Aside from being afraid of pain, she had no other psychological burdens. With my patient and gentle persuasion, she quickly reconciled with me, clinging to me and acting coquettishly, before I led her to bed.

The first few times weren't smooth, but I gradually found the right methods: using lubricant, making sure Michelle relaxed before each encounter, and having Jenny kiss and touch her breasts. After a few times, the little girl began to experience pleasure, and later she would even cling to me, actively seeking intimacy.

For the next two years, I lived a very fortunate life, with three daughters gradually developing into beautiful young women, allowing me to enjoy all the pleasures of life.

If I wanted a passionate rape, I would summon Su Shan, grab her hair, throw her onto the bed, and tear her expensive clothes off like a hungry tiger pouncing on a lamb, raping her brutally.

As Su Shan grew older, she looked more and more like her mother. The same face and expression—I always loved to satisfy a sense of revenge by humiliating this unruly woman.

But sometimes, I also wanted to experience the taste of royalty, hoping for a beautiful woman to grovel before me like a slave, listening to her sobs on the bed until she begged for mercy and wailed.

This is when my beloved Jenny came in handy… She was such a good and lovely daughter, not only taking on all the household chores like a little mother, but also fulfilling the duties of a traditional housewife at night, offering her increasingly voluptuous and alluring youthful body.

Jenny especially hated me raping her ass; that tight, narrow little anus, as delicate as a newly blossoming daisy, was often broken and bleeding from my vigorous movements.

I enjoyed watching her cry out in pain and the pleasure that gradually developed in anal sex, but what I loved most was seeing her fear, pain, and deep remorse when she was violated by her father.

Of my three daughters, Jenny prayed the most diligently and earnestly, especially after each act of incest until climax, she would always confess something to God.

As for Michelle, she was my most beloved little sweetheart.

Perhaps because I cherished her being the youngest, I always treated her very gently, whether embracing her or penetrating her, my movements were always soft and slow. And Michelle, who always clung to me, now often slept in my bed, transforming into a sweet little slut at night, automatically spreading her legs for passionate lovemaking with me.

In this pleasurable incestuous life, Susan and Jenny grew older and entered high school.

Su Shan had just enrolled and already received a scholarship, but what caught her classmates' attention wasn't her excellent grades, but rather her enormous, full 32E breasts that seemed about to burst out of her clothes.

Jenny, although her grades were average and she didn't receive a scholarship, joined the school cheerleading team and became its captain. During every competition, she would stand in front of a group of young girls, moving her body with dynamic energy. Underneath her red and white cheerleading uniform, her F-cup breasts bounced up and down like the most elastic jelly, attracting everyone's attention and always bringing the atmosphere to a fever pitch.

The two sisters were famous for their beauty, just like their mother Barbara had been. A bunch of hot-blooded boys, aroused by their large breasts, vied to invite them out for drives, movies, and outings. Fights over their attention were common. Rumor had it that some male teachers at school couldn't resist the temptation and would steal glances at their towering breasts during class.

Michelle was incredibly envious of her two older sisters' popularity. Luckily, her sisters didn't need her supervision and weren't interested in dating boys. Susan made no attempt to hide her hatred of men, while Jenny was like a frightened bird, terrified of any strange man approaching.

The three sisters are about the same size and usually have a lot to talk about. They either exercise together to maintain the elasticity and firmness of their breasts, or they chat about where to buy large, beautiful bras. Su Shan and Michelle often complain about sore shoulders and shortness of breath when running; Jenny occasionally says that her large breasts make housework inconvenient.

I'm glad my parenting approach was correct. At least Su Shan and Jenny didn't repeat their mother's mistakes, failing in their studies and only knowing how to rely on their natural assets—their large breasts—to attract men. Instead, they grew into respectable and self-disciplined daughters.

Even in this happiness, there are small shadows. One summer during Jenny's freshman year of high school, one morning, my two daughters vomited up their ham and eggs while eating breakfast. The two sisters covered their mouths and ran to the sink to vomit.

Seeing this, I realized something was wrong. Recently, I had stopped giving them birth control pills because I was worried about affecting their development. Could something really be wrong?

Later, I found some anti-nausea medication and gave it to them. Their pregnancy symptoms lessened considerably, but it couldn't be hidden forever; their bellies swelled up like balloons. Luckily, it was winter, and they were wearing thick coats, so it wasn't noticeable.

Of course, things couldn't continue like this. They were still high school students; how could I let pregnancy ruin their future? I found a way to arrange for a doctor to help my daughters terminate their pregnancies before anyone noticed.

Neither Susan nor Jenny objected to my decision. They were well aware of the consequences of continuing to attend school while heavily pregnant, but that didn't mean they liked abortion. After that incident, Susan became even more rebellious, often staying out overnight at her female classmates' houses; Jenny became more taciturn, locking her Bible in a drawer and even ceasing her regular prayers, because… the God and scriptures she believed in considered abortion a grave sin.

And she was also the most unfortunate one. Because Su Shan was often away from home, Michelle, who was gradually becoming more aware of the implications of incest, began to avoid me. Although she didn't show the same hatred towards me as her sister, the relationship between father and daughter wasn't as close as before. As a result, Jenny was the one who most often succumbed to my lewdness and was forced into bed to satisfy my lust.

...As a result of frequent sexual intercourse, she aborted two children for me within a year.

I thought this kind of life could go on forever, but one night, things changed. Barbara's mother, my former mother-in-law, came to visit her three granddaughters, but I was so engrossed in my lust that I missed the doorbell.

Su Shan, who had just returned from outside and hadn't even had a chance to hide in her room, was grabbed by me, her eyes blazing with fury. I, on the other hand, stood naked in the living room, my mind filled with thoughts of how to wantonly ravage the young woman's body before me.

"Su Shan, what are you waiting for? Kneel down here and lick your father's... uh, Mom, what are you doing here?"

No need for any more nonsense; that vicious old bitch immediately called the police and social welfare center.

Amidst the roar of numerous police cars, my three daughters were taken away from home, while I was handcuffed, preparing to face a brutal life behind bars.

However, things weren't entirely hopeless. Jenny and Michelle supported my lie, saying I hadn't done anything wrong to them and was a rare good father.

Even Susan, that unruly girl, refused to admit the shameful fact that she had been having an affair with her own father for four years and being his sex slave, so she refused to testify in court.

Even more fortunately, everyone knows that in court, money talks, and I happened to be rich, able to afford the best lawyers.

In court, the lawyer fiercely debated with my former mother-in-law, and this vicious old woman had to admit that she hadn't witnessed me having sex with my daughter. The jury was unable to reach a consensus, and the judge ultimately ruled against prosecution.

The law is always fair and just. I think I'll never forget the ugly sight of that old woman stamping her feet and weeping when the judge announced my immediate release and that I could take my daughters home.

However, things can't be perfect. When I got home, Su Shan stood protectively in front of my two younger sisters, loudly warning that if I misbehaved them again, she would sue me. Although I was furious, having witnessed such a thing, I had to restrain myself and stop hitting my daughters to avoid danger.

The family relationship plummeted to a freezing point, the atmosphere incredibly strange. And what ended this life was my daughters' choice to leave home one by one. In less than three years, all my daughters were no longer by my side.

Su Shan was the first of my three daughters to leave home independently.

She studied diligently and was admitted to the University of Southern California. In graduate school, she met a bright and academically gifted young man, and the two quickly married.

After their marriage, the couple moved to California, living a luxurious and high-quality life: a mansion, several luxury cars, high-limit credit cards, and… a large amount of debt with 18% revolving interest.

Su Shan loved to spend money recklessly. Her extravagant habits, cultivated since childhood, couldn't be changed simply by going to university and reading more books. Fortunately, it was the nascent stage of the high-tech industry in 1999, and both husband and wife were engineers in electronics and the internet. If they had worked together diligently, they could have certainly afforded such a high standard of living… if only that short-lived young man hadn't been crushed to pieces in a car accident two years later.

Those two years from 1999 to 2001 are undoubtedly unforgettable for many. Back then, due to the dot-com bubble burst, on his way back from that bankrupt company, he didn't see the speeding truck… In short, human life is truly fragile.

Su Shan's world collapsed overnight. Her beloved husband died suddenly, and she lost her job due to the stock market crash. All her stocks became worthless. Worse still, she then realized that she could never repay the huge debts she had accumulated.

My eldest daughter quickly lost her mansion and luxury car. Because of her terrible credit record, she was even refused to rent a small apartment. A proud female master's graduate and tech whiz was almost homeless.

When I last received her call, she seemed to want to say something, but the noise was too loud to hear clearly. Then came the monotonous tone of someone running out of time, and finally just a series of beeps.

As for my second daughter, Jenny, she had already moved out. Perhaps because she was eager to leave home, she rushed out to find a job before graduating high school, and then, at the age of nineteen, married a middle-aged manager much older than her.

I didn't attend their shabby wedding, nor did I offer my blessings, because I knew that a wrong choice wouldn't bring the right outcome.

As I predicted, soon after the marriage, her husband quickly revealed his true colors: a violent, irritable, alcoholic, and gambling scoundrel.

Poverty breeds misery; how could there be any harmony in their lives? I heard they were estranged, often fighting, even involving the police, but I didn't know the exact situation until one day I went to a video store, where the male clerk recommended a movie to me.

"G-cup: Myslutwife (G-cup: My Lustful Wife)!"

The cover features a glamorous woman with blonde hair, red lips, and heavy makeup. Her long, wavy blonde hair, half-open, slender eyes, and slightly pouting, full red lips exude a seductive allure that ignites the desire in every man. The elastic pants that tightly hug her thighs and plump buttocks accentuate the outline of her vulva, even revealing the shape of her labia majora. But what is most captivating is the pair of round, snow-white G-cup breasts she holds in her hands, so large and round, like the sweetest and juiciest harvested fruit, waiting for a patron to savor them.

I simply couldn't believe my eyes. Was this seductive, wanton woman, her brows brimming with lustful desire, really my gentle, quiet, and introverted daughter, Jenny? How could she have become like this? And even made such lewd pornographic films?

No father wants to believe such a thing, but I had no choice but to accept the reality before my eyes, especially when I saw a familiar face on the screen, greedily licking the penises she held in her hands, revealing an expression of extreme satisfaction, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, her snow-white, round breasts rippling with waves, as the black man's penis rapidly entered and exited her cunt behind her, finally, amidst lewd moans, three men ejaculated onto her flawless white body.

Sitting blankly on the sofa, I didn't even know when the movie ended. When my mind cleared, I knew what had happened, but when I dialed Jenny's number, I found that it had been changed hands. The original owner had moved somewhere and couldn't be contacted.

I frantically rushed into the video store, hoping to get some information, but before I could even speak, the clerk preemptively said that every customer who rented this movie would come back to ask about it. Then he pointed to a row of about seven or eight movies next to me, saying they were all from the same series.

With heavy steps, I watched one film after another. The male leads ranged from white to black, including Asian men of East Asian descent; their numbers varied, and the filming locations were a chaotic mix—forests, beaches, supermarkets, cinemas, even roadside hot dog stands—but most were set in simple homes. The films were quite crudely made, yet possessed a real sense of self-portrait realism. And in every film, the female leads' wanton and seductive lust and their large, round breasts were the most captivating focal points.

Compared to her two older sisters, Michelle was on a smooth path to success. After her sisters left home, she moved in with her grandmother to avoid my contact.

Even though this youngest daughter, whom I loved most, had also chosen to leave me, refusing to answer my calls and leaving no reply to my letters, I was still willing to pay her tuition and fees when the news came that she had been admitted to university with excellent grades, and I had high hopes for her.

Unfortunately, fate intervened. From an old news article in a tabloid, I learned that she was hanging out with a group of delinquent girls at university, using drugs, stealing, and ultimately being expelled.

This was a devastating blow!

At first, I thought there was some mistake, but after checking the name and school, everything was correct. And in the corner of that black and white photo, the scantily clad, rebellious-looking girl was none other than my beloved little daughter.

I immediately called my ex-mother-in-law's house and heard her hysterical screams.

"...She left with those bad friends, I don't know where she went. A neighbor said they saw her soliciting customers in a car. Oh, she's become a slut, just like her mother! Bill, you have to find her! You have to save your daughter!"

The phone fell limply from my hands. This blow was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing me to completely collapse.

I looked around blankly.

A yellow piece of paper, magnetically attached to the refrigerator, bore Su Shan's phone number from three months ago, but it was a long-cancelled number, and now I had no idea where she was.

Seven or eight DVDs lay scattered haphazardly on the wool carpet beneath my feet, their covers featuring the alluring Jenny, her sexy image of her cupping her enormous breasts—a sight that cut into my heart like a sharp knife.

An old newspaper lay flat on the coffee table, Michelle's defiant and indignant expression, and the chilling text beside it—these were the nightmares I most wanted to forget.

Why had everything turned out this way? Where were my three angelic daughters? How did that happy family, like a beautiful spring day, become this cold, lifeless house?

"Hehe..."

"Hey, stop splashing me with water, it's so cold!"

The same scene played on TV for what felt like the umpteenth time: three beautiful blondes with blue eyes, dressed in gorgeous, form-fitting swimsuits, laughing and splashing in the clear blue water; their smiles were more precious than gold, their blonde hair more radiant than the sun.

Watching this scene, I suddenly felt tears welling up in my eyes.

Was all this my sin? Was it because of my greedy and wicked desires that I defiled my little angels, causing them to give up on themselves and fall into an abyss of eternal darkness?

A lonely old man, clinging to a pile of useless money, dying alone in a cold house!

A beggar, starving and freezing in a park, with nowhere to go, forever evading enormous debts!

A porn star flaunting her hot, voluptuous figure, shaking her huge breasts, sucking penises and licking semen in adult films!

A prostitute who has used drugs, blocking cars on the street to solicit customers, being ridden and pinned down by thousands!

My beloved Lord! Is this your retribution for us? Is this the punishment we deserve?

Then?

Another chapter of death and rebirth
. Of course not.

Apart from those foolish and rigid moralists, who believes that truly loving family members should suffer such an end?

How could our Father in heaven bring calamity and suffering upon His devout believers? How could retribution befall a harmonious and happy family?

Every believer who truly believes in God's grace knows that while God closes one door, He opens another. The suffering I'm experiencing now might just be a turning point that changes everything.

I shouldn't be confused, I shouldn't be in pain, but rather I should stand up like a man and fight.

Once I understood this, my body felt invigorated, and all my worries vanished. I stood up from the sofa, determined to turn things around.

First, I hung up the phone, no longer wanting to hear that old woman's incessant crying. Then I sat down to think.

After consideration, I suppressed the urge to go find her myself and called the detective agency my company usually dealt with, asking them to send their best people to help me find Michelle's whereabouts.

Perhaps I'd truly forgotten in my haste, but after hanging up the phone, I remembered I should also entrust the whereabouts of Su Shan and Jenny to them. No sooner had I picked up the phone than the doorbell rang.

I got up to answer it, and in that instant, I sincerely thanked God that, three years after the father and daughter's near-collapse, Su Shan had reappeared before me and spoken to me.

Su Shan was wearing a dirty, unrecognizable crew-neck t-shirt and stained jeans. Even in this cold weather, she still reeked of a sour, foul odor, making one hold their nose; it wasn't hard to imagine her wandering life before arriving here.

Snow was still falling outside, and Su Shan was breathing out white breaths, her hands and feet trembling. It was then that I realized how thinly she was dressed. How could she withstand such freezing weather? I quickly invited her inside.

Su Shan noticed my pitying gaze. Being very proud, she still paid attention to her appearance and tucked her t-shirt into her pants. However, she didn't realize that this made her high, ample breasts push the t-shirt up high, and through the thin t-shirt, you could vaguely see her black bra underneath. Her tight jeans perfectly accentuated her pert buttocks, which swayed as she walked, making you want to reach out and touch them.

I made Su Shan a cup of hot cocoa, intending for her to take a shower and warm up, but as soon as she got up, she grabbed my hand and burst into tears, recounting the sorrows of the past few days, including the pain of losing her husband and the nasty behavior of the creditors when they came to her door, letting me understand how wronged she was.

"Dad, I need your help right now. I... I have nothing left. They keep demanding I pay off their debts... I don't know what to do..."

"Shh, baby, don't cry. Daddy will take care of all this for you. Come inside. Daddy will handle everything for you. You can start a new life."

Ignoring her filth, I put my arm around her shoulder and said gently, "However, there's only one thing, and you know what I'm talking about... My house, my rules, Su Shan, you'll always be my daughter. Daddy has never forgotten your pussy, you know that?"

Su Shan immediately pushed my hand away from her shoulder, not letting me finish my sentence.

"You beast! How could you say such a thing? How could you do such a thing? I need help now, but all you want is... Dad, I'm your daughter! I'm your own daughter!"

Su Shan's reaction was still as intense as ever. She screamed at me, tears streaming down her face, then slammed the door and ran out.

Jenny's case wasn't easy to entrust to a detective agency, so I drove to her old house, asked the neighbors, and spent a whole day piecing together the general outline of what had happened.

After her fat and stupid husband lost his job, he started drinking heavily and becoming violent towards his wife. The couple quickly ran out of money. Seeing his savings dwindling, the scoundrel set his sights on the young and beautiful Jenny, forcing her to make obscene videos to sell. Jenny naturally refused, but after being beaten several times and left covered in bruises, she finally gave in.

What started as simple selfies unexpectedly became an instant hit. She caught the eye of an adult film company, who were captivated by her large breasts and her elegant, domestic charm, and decided to heavily promote her. The two parties collaborated, with the company providing actors and a film crew, tailoring a movie specifically for her, and portraying Jenny as the most seductive, busty slut. The DVDs and videos sold like hotcakes across America.

That scumbag naturally made a fortune, but gambling and alcoholism prevented him from retaining his hefty earnings, forcing him to repeatedly exploit his wife's body as a cash cow. It's said the couple frequently fought, and once, he even bruised his wife's eye, preventing filming that day and infuriating the director.

Later, apparently due to filming needs, that scumbag moved with Jenny. A neighbor seemed to know where they moved to.

Suppressing my anger, I thanked the neighbor profusely and asked them to write down the address. While waiting for them to write it down, my phone suddenly rang, displaying an unfamiliar number.

Puzzled, I answered, only to hear a sobbing voice that nearly made me jump out of my skin.

"Dad, it's Jenny. I'm in the hospital now... Waaah... My husband... Ron hit me with a chair... I don't know what he did today, the police are looking for him... Dad, I'm so scared, I'm too scared to go home... Waaah."

After hanging up the phone, I jumped into my car and rushed to the hospital to see my daughter, who was covered in bruises.

Jenny's right hand was broken, and her face was covered in bruises.

She burst into tears when she saw me, telling me about the suffering she had endured over the years. Although the mature and beautiful body lying on the hospital bed looked exactly like the hot and lewd pose in the DVD, the moment I heard her speak, her gentle and timid voice proved that she was still the good daughter I remembered, and everything that had happened recently was not her intention.

Although that bastard had made a killing, Jenny's financial situation was clearly dire; she didn't even have basic insurance. If I hadn't come, she wouldn't have been able to pay her hospital bills. After spending two days with her at the hospital, I drove her home, where her drunken husband was already waiting at the door.

"You slut! Where have you been, you whore who's been fucked by a thousand men? Don't you know there are still videos waiting for you to film? If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know what I'm capable of..."

He spoke loudly, but when my punch broke his front teeth and sank deep into his obese belly, the guy, covered in blood, lying on the ground vomiting and crying, looked rather unsightly.

I kicked him hard in the stomach several times, and amidst his pleas for mercy, I gave him a stern warning.

"You son of a bitch, I've investigated thoroughly. The police are charging you with drug possession and fraud. You're in deep trouble. From now on, you're not allowed to touch my daughter, not even look at her. If you harm a single hair on her head, I'll kill you like a dog."

With that, I kicked the fat pig over, giving him a hard kick in the groin. The stupid pig didn't even grunt; his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed unconscious.

Jenny looked at her foaming-at-the-mouth husband with some fear, tears of gratitude welling up in her eyes for what I had done for her.

"Honey, pack your things, let's go home."

As I said this, Jenny hesitated, unsure of what to do.

"Dad, I don't know if this is the right thing to do. Will you..."

"My darling, Dad won't lie to you. I'm still very interested in your body and I still want to have sex with you, but I will never be violent towards you. Do you remember? I've never beaten you or your sister before. As long as you come back, Dad will continue to love you and take good care of you."

Seeing that Jenny still looked very uneasy, I said, "Or, do you want to continue hanging out with this drunkard and making those ghost movies? Jenny, you're all grown up now. This is your choice. Think about it carefully. I'll wait for you in the car for another half hour."

Finding my precious daughter in the vast sea of people is like finding a needle in a haystack, but the high investigation fee still comes at a price. Two months later, they told me they had found Michelle.

Seeing my daughter's disheveled hair, lifeless eyes, trembling hands and feet, and drool dripping from her mouth, I was heartbroken. I immediately took her to the best hospital for a thorough examination.

The doctor said Michelle's addiction was severe and she needed to be sent to a rehabilitation center for special treatment, which I agreed to. As for her tattoos and rings, to prevent infection, they were left untreated for the time being.

Ninety days later, I took Michelle home after her treatment. She looked much thinner, and her face was frighteningly pale, but her eyes had regained their clarity, without the dullness of a severe addict.

"Dad... Oh, Dad, I'm so ashamed. Thank you for rescuing me from there. Those dirty, filthy things... I didn't want them to be like this. It was all because of drug addiction, I..."

"Don't be sad anymore, Xue'er. Come home. Dad will love you dearly. In my house, in Dad's bed, you'll be the safest. No one can hurt you anymore."

Final Chapter: My Heart Is for You.

11:45.

I don't need to look at my watch; I can make that judgment just by the sun's position in the sky. Although it's almost winter, the midday sun in Florida still brings a strong warmth, shining on my bronze, bare muscles.

Looking around from the folding lounge chair, I was quite pleased with this two-story white villa, which, including the surrounding courtyard and garden, covered more than 700 square meters. Not only could I overlook half of Miami, but I could also see a vast expanse of azure sea, with blue and white sailboats sailing in the wind.

The roses, calendulas, and tulips planted in the courtyard created a rich symphony of fragrance under the warm sunshine; the outdoor swimming pool downstairs echoed with the splashing of swimmers; in addition, a cool breeze with a slightly salty taste blew comfortably on my naked body, and occasionally I could hear the "toot-toot" of a ship's horn.

With no idlers and no need to worry about prying eyes from neighbors, this is truly the ideal place to retire. It was worth spending a fortune to buy this place as my comfortable home for the rest of my life.

After an hour in the sun, I was a little hungry. Although I'm not young anymore, my appetite is still very good. My last medical checkup showed I'm in the same condition as a twenty-year-old.

I leaned back on the deck chair, half-sitting upright, and pulled on the chain in my right hand. The chain extended to the floor beneath the chair, where a voluptuous young woman was kneeling, a heavy, dark iron collar adorning her slender, snow-white neck. The collar had two metal buckles; the front buckle was connected to the thick iron chain in my hand, while the thinner chain of the back buckle hung down her fair and delicate back. Her hands were behind her back, handcuffed to a thin chain, completely deprived of freedom, and she helplessly thrashed about.

The young woman knelt on a soft deerskin rug, in front of her a green plastic bowl containing tuna jelly drizzled with delicious gravy. It didn't taste very good, but it was very nutritious. With her arms handcuffed, she moved clumsily, simply burying her face in the dog bowl, eating her lunch bite by bite.

"Don't rush, don't choke, eat slowly..."

I tore off a tissue and helped my eldest daughter lift her head to wipe her greasy face. Her short, ear-length hair didn't hinder Su Shan's eating, but her heavy chest was one of the reasons she had difficulty moving. Su Shan's snow-white breasts boasted an impressive G-cup size, and beneath them was a large, round belly.

I was puzzled as to why it was so big. I remembered when I had our private doctor come for a prenatal checkup, and Su Shan had to wear a maternity dress. Because her belly was so large, the dress couldn't hide her swollen belly at all; the three buttons in the middle popped off, exposing her round pregnant belly.

Now, naked, it's even clearer. Not only is her belly large, but her navel is also protruding, and her abdominal muscles are taut. It's obvious at a glance that she's carrying twins who are almost full-term. Paired

with the collar around her neck and the handcuffs on her arms are the shackles on her bare feet. Two heavy, dark shackles connected by a thin iron chain in the middle, restricting the freedom of movement of her legs. As a result of wearing these shackles for a long time, she can no longer wear any pants. The only exception is the diaper she's wearing.

This was the only covering on Su Shan's naked body, the only clothing she was allowed to wear besides her handcuffs and shackles, and a choice she had brought upon herself.

I remember that year, fifteen minutes after she rushed out the door, she rang the doorbell again. After entering the house, she automatically took off all her clothes and promised that she would do anything to pay off her debts. I gladly welcomed her home and helped her resolve all her debt problems. However, after becoming debt-free, she completely reneged on her promises and packed her bags to leave.

I had never been so angry before, because I have always emphasized integrity and absolutely do not allow my children to lie.

Su Shan and I had a huge fight, and in the end… the stronger one won.

I decided to teach my daughter a lesson and re-educate her, no matter how much time it took, because it's the father's responsibility if he can't raise a child properly.

If incest is the cause of my daughter's unruly behavior, then let's address that point; if Su Shan thinks a woman having sex with her father is incestuous, then what's wrong with a female dog mating with her father?

If she doesn't want to be an incestuous woman, then let her be a female dog mating with her father—that's the result of her own choice.

As a result, I kept Su Shan in the house. Aside from the collar and chain, a female dog doesn't need clothes. However, since I'm out for several hours at a time, her uncontrollable bodily functions would soil the carpet when I return. So, I put diapers on her, just like I would on a baby.

It felt somewhat like reliving the years of raising her to adulthood, a warm feeling welling up inside me. I was happy to re-educate my daughter. At first, Susan reacted fiercely, often trying to hurt me with her teeth and nails. But as time went on, her temperament became much gentler. Now, six years later, when I violate her firm, white, round buttocks, she eagerly twists her waist. And after learning she was pregnant, she just stared at me numbly, neither crying nor making a fuss.

…What a good daughter.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Three muffled barks snapped me out of my daze. I saw that the dog bowl was empty, and Su Shan was clumsily and slowly lying flat on the deerskin blanket. With three weeks until her due date, lying flat on such a large belly was certainly uncomfortable, especially with her hands pinned behind her back... She lay there, looking like she was about to cry, barking anxiously. Her cheeks were flushed, and she shyly looked away, then raised her long, shapely legs high.

"Can't take it anymore? Don't worry, Daddy's here. Sigh... Why can't you hold it in a little longer?"

As if helping a little girl urinate, I tore open the diaper for Su Shan. With her twisting movements of her swollen belly, I opened the diaper, exposing her shaved, white pubic hair and plump, alluring vulva. Bright yellow stains stained the white pad, and a hot, pungent smell of urine filled the air. Her round, plump buttocks trembled and twisted incessantly, and between the two fat, white mounds, a rapidly vibrating, dark dildo was uglyly inserted into her round, tight anus.

"Ugh... I can't hold back anymore... Hurry... Hurry and pull it off for me... Ugh..."

On her shockingly large, snow-white abdomen, beads of oily sweat appeared one after another. Su Shan's naked body trembled incessantly, and her sobs and moans sounded so tragic and helpless. I removed the deerskin blanket under her, then grasped the base of the large dildo and pulled it out, revealing a dark, deep hole surrounded by thick, engorged red flesh!

"...It's coming out, it's coming out..."

The moment the dildo was removed, Su Shan showed a dazed expression of relief after her tense state. The murmurs that escaped her lips sounded like desperate sobs, yet also like sweet, intoxicating moans. At the same time, semi-solid, brownish feces, with "plop plop plop plop" sounds, piled up on the urine-soaked pad.

Throughout the process, Su Shan's head was thrown back as if her whole body was convulsing, her soft breasts swaying heavily, her round belly forming waves.

I stroked my daughter's belly back and forth, feeling the movements of the fetus within, enjoying the pleasures of pregnancy, and finding satisfaction in that sweet, almost weeping sound.

Her snow-white, round buttocks trembled slightly, and a trickle of slightly yellowish urine intermittently spurted from the pink opening above her vagina. Her naked body, drenched in sweat, shivered violently, and after a moment, the shameful act of urination gradually ceased.

I did what I was already used to: wrapped the smelly mess inside a diaper and threw it into the nearby trash can. Just as I was about to take Su Shan inside by the collar to wash her and change her diaper, I heard the "tap-tap" sound of sandals on the stairs.

"Dad, can you please pay attention to the time? You are going to be an old man if you have to be rushed every time you eat."

Michelle, who wiped her wet blond hair with a towel and finished her morning swim, ran to me with brisk steps and a cute smile. She hooked her right arm and let her plump and firm breasts come into close contact with my naked muscles without any care.

After being released from the rehabilitation center, Michelle, who had successfully detoxified, fell into my arms again. Under my careful care, she quickly recovered into a cheerful and optimistic girl with sunshine. She gave up her past bad habits, studied hard, and resumed her interrupted university studies.

Now, Michelle has graduated from college and entered graduate school. She is writing her graduation thesis at home these past few weeks. My youngest daughter's ambition and achievements are my source of pride and honor. At 26, she possesses a youthful and beautiful figure, tall and slender, full and curvy, with high breasts and plump thighs, which are a source of joy in my life.

Michelle loves swimming, and she uses the pool on the first floor most of the time. However, this thoughtful daughter always knows how to please her father with colorful and sexy swimwear, like the leather three-piece bikini she's wearing now: a pair of shiny soft leather bras and tight sheepskin thongs, which can almost be said to proudly display her youthful body.

I was already sunbathing naked, and now seeing this made my eyes light up, and my erect penis automatically stood up high. Michelle giggled and reached out her small hand to gently grasp it, and began to stroke it up and down, pressing her wet body against me.

Because of her love for swimming, Michelle has developed a very good figure. The leather bra she wears only covers her nipples and areolas, allowing her two round F-cup breasts to sway charmingly with the movement of her arms. Her tight-fitting hot pants expose her thighs, revealing her curves and two soft buttocks. On one of her snow-white mounds, there is a small blue dolphin tattoo, which complements the rose tattoo on her right ankle and the silver skull ring on her navel, creating a wild and beautiful look.

"Dad, whose breasts are bigger, mine or my sister's?"

Michelle asked affectionately, hands on her hips, jumping and twisting, her two large, round breasts heaving up and down in a series of huge waves. Ever since she poured all her love back onto me, she'd always tried to use this asset to gain more attention, but no matter how hard she exercised or drank milk, she couldn't catch up to her two older sisters' natural advantages.

"Don't keep asking that question. Come on, let's take your sister inside."

I tried to avoid her, but Michelle blocked my way, boldly grabbing my hand and stuffing it into her small leather bra to enjoy the firm, bouncy feel of her round breasts.

Unable to resist her expectant gaze, I simply told her that her breasts were the firmest, but her two older sisters, having been pregnant and producing milk, would have larger ones. If she wanted to surpass her sisters, she would have to experience the feeling of giving birth.

"No way! I'm only 26, still young, and haven't had enough fun yet. I don't want to be pregnant and have a baby."

Michelle winked playfully and tried to slip away from my arms. I told her to take Su Shan with her, since she would shower after swimming anyway, and I could help her sister bathe. But Michelle refused, complaining that her sister was dirty and that she always made sarcastic remarks about her.

"I don't want to go! She can wash herself, can't she? Anyway, she thinks I'm dirty, so I don't want to touch her." "

Michelle, you can't talk about your sister like that. She's about to have a baby, you should let her have it."

"I just don't want to..."

Without saying a word, I grabbed Michelle's slender waist, played with the silver ring on her navel with my left hand to attract her attention, and gently stroked her two snow-white, plump buttocks with my right hand. Then I swung my hand and slapped her soft buttocks hard.

"Ah!~~~!"

Michelle cried out, trying to dodge, but I held her tightly, and the solid slap landed on her beautiful bare buttocks. The little blue dolphin tattooed on her buttocks rose and fell with the movement of her buttocks.

"Slap! Slap! Slap slap slap!"

The palm made a crisp, clear sound as it hit the firm buttocks. Michelle was the type of woman with large breasts, a slender waist, and a pert bottom. Her buttocks weren't round, plump, or soft, but rather firm and perky. She didn't look as sexy as her two older sisters, but she was the most enjoyable to slap.

I held my daughter's slender waist down. Her cute and pitiful pert bottom couldn't escape the beating. Soon, her snow-white, plump buttocks turned bright red. The two smooth mounds of flesh, like peeled eggs, were stained with red handprints. Even the dolphin tattoo turned crimson. At this moment, my unruly and wild little daughter finally couldn't help but cry out.

"Waaah... her butt's going to burst... waaah... okay, I'll take her inside... I'll give her a bath... waaah..."

I said seriously, shoving the chain into my little daughter's hand. Her eyes were red as she rubbed her red, swollen buttocks. Her round bottom swayed as she walked, her little dolphin-like buttocks jiggling, which was very endearing. I regretted that I should have given her a good spanking instead of spanking her.

Michelle led Su Shan to the door, then suddenly turned around and ran back to me, quickly kissing me on the cheek and whispering something.

"Michelle's ready to give birth to Daddy's baby..."

After saying that, she hopped away like a startled little rabbit, pulling her sister into the house. That charming way she went from tears to laughter, her face instantly flushed with shyness, truly made me realize that my daughters had grown up.

Entering the house, I faintly heard the sound of running water from the bathroom on the left; my two daughters were already washing themselves. Following the rich aroma of stewed dishes, I went down the stairs on the left to the first floor, where I saw six steaming, delicious dishes already laid out on the table:

a tangy salad with tomatoes and lettuce, mashed potatoes drizzled with meat sauce, grilled snails wrapped in crispy cheese, slightly charred veal ribs, golden-brown fried onion rings, and lobsters that had just been brought in from the port that morning, all simmered into my favorite rich and flavorful soup—all made by our little housewife.

I waited in the car for less than ten minutes before Jenny rushed over with a few simple pieces of luggage, urging me to drive. In the short time after returning home, she was extremely anxious and fearful, staring out the window with a pale expression all day, often waking up from nightmares and unable to sleep.

I had my private doctor prescribe medication for Jenny, and after taking it regularly for a while, her condition improved significantly. She began helping with housework, cooking, laundry, wiping windows and mopping floors. Through these tasks, she rediscovered herself, and the gentle smile I knew returned to her face. Six months later, the glamorous woman who had been so unrestrained in the movies was gone. Jenny had fully recovered, left the past behind, found a new direction in life, and became a traditional and elegant housewife.

At that time, the three sisters who had left the house one by one had returned, while I sold the old house and moved the whole family to a hillside villa in Miami. My beloved daughters had gone through many twists and turns in their lives, but in the end... they finally returned to their starting point, back to this "home" that could protect their bodies and minds.

As I finished reminiscing, I went to the dining table, but I put aside the fragrant and delicious dishes on the table, my eyes were firmly fixed on something else.

The kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of fresh soup. A young woman with blonde hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a floral lace apron and thick, rabbit-shaped gloves, stirred a large ladle while humming a light, cheerful tune. Her slender, lithe waist swayed gently in rhythm with the movement.

Occasionally, she would turn her head to the side, smiling intently and gently, her expression one of contentment as a young housewife. It was hard to believe that this was the same person as the alluring actress from those old pornographic films, the one who hungrily licked men's semen. However, what she wore was far more sexy and provocative than any outfit in those pornographic films.

Jenny's apron, adorned with numerous lace trims, was a very simple garment. The ruffled hem barely covered her upper thighs, almost revealing her alluring vulva. From the front, it appeared as if she were wearing a floral-patterned top and miniskirt. However, upon turning around, her nearly naked body was revealed, completely unguarded.

From behind, the exaggerated, cello-shaped back of this Caucasian woman was on full display!

Her already voluptuous figure was now further accentuated by her large breasts and wide hips. Her lace apron exposed a pair of plump, almost bloated, white breasts that seemed disproportionate to her slender figure.

These round, luscious mounds defied gravity, refusing to sag, and swayed proudly. Her lower body attire was equally arousing! She wore five-inch high heels, and black fishnet stockings adorned her long, shapely legs, emphasizing the wide, rounded shape of her snow-white buttocks. A narrow thong stretched between her legs, offering no coverage but instead exposing her two white, fleshy buttocks, which swayed alluringly with her soft moans and hip movements.

"Jenny, is it ready yet?"

I leaned closer, slipping one hand under her apron to encircle her slender waist, while the other caressed her soft yet firm, plump white buttocks.

Jenny, already used to being teased from behind like this, didn't resist at all. She simply gently asked me to wait a little longer while preparing the steaming, delicious fish soup, so I wouldn't distract her from cooking.

"Jenny's buttocks are so bouncy, Daddy is so proud of them. Her skin is as white and tender as your sister's, and just the right amount of plumpness."

"Daddy..." "

Jenny's big breasts keep popping out from both sides of her apron, it's really hard for Daddy to resist."

"Daddy..."

Jenny's coquettishness turned into soft panting as I kneaded her doughy pink buttocks. I lowered my head and kissed my way from Jenny's pink neck down to her ears and mouth.

I didn't stop for a moment, skillfully licking and sucking, awakening each of my daughter's erogenous zones. As Jenny's arms trembled and she released the large wooden spoon stirring the soup, my kisses approached her G-cup, snow-white, plump breasts, but I didn't immediately assault them. Instead, I licked around the outer edges of those round mounds, back and forth, before moving to her armpits.

"Ah!..."

Jenny trembled as if electrocuted, her snow-white and soft breasts swaying back and forth, letting out a soft moan. A warm flow quickly soaked the fabric of her thong.

I sucked harder again, but this time from the other side, licking along her waistline and the side of her abdomen.

"Ah...ah...Daddy..."

Jenny felt a sweet pleasure in her side as well. I turned back to my daughter's towering breasts, like snow-capped mountains, and moved towards her armpits.

My tongue began to attack Jenny's large breasts exposed outside her apron, while my hands began to pull aside the apron, gently kneading the two heavy, snow-white mounds of flesh. The lace trim of the apron constantly rubbed against her smooth skin, and bursts of seductive moans, like those of a female animal in heat, escaped from Jenny's red lips.

"Daddy...Daddy...it's time to eat..."

"Xue'er is still helping Su Shan bathe. Daddy wants to eat this little slut first..."

"Mmm...no..."

Jenny said, but she leaned back against me, pulling her apron askew. Her soft, round, and large breasts, like two juicy melons the size of large bowls, trembled and stood erect in the air. Her skin was like solidified milk, pinkish-white with a hint of red, and her beautiful, slightly red areolas accentuated her nipples, making me drool and want to take a bite.

"God, baby, there's no woman in the world with more beautiful breasts than my daughter,"

I exclaimed, lowering my head to suckle her cherry-like breasts, my whole palm pressing and stroking her large, round breasts. Overwhelmed by the surging pleasure, Jenny gradually lost her senses. Her soft, delicate body seemed to have lost its bones, transforming into a fair and alluring serpent, coiling around me.

"Jenny, do you know which scene from all the movies you've made is Daddy's favorite?"

Ever since I brought Jenny home, I had carefully stored away those DVDs until she emerged from the shadows of her past and fully recovered. Only at her suggestion did we take out the DVDs that had been gathering dust, using them as entertainment during our father-daughter incest. I would fuck my daughter's juicy pussy on the bed, letting her reach orgasm with a shy and bashful expression, while watching her on the screen scream wildly with lewd moans and cries, ejaculating her climax amidst her two different alluring postures.

"It's like this: you're in the kitchen wearing an apron, your bare bottom exposed, a big hot dog stuck in your anus, masturbating and shaking your breasts..."

Jenny is a very gentle and considerate daughter. When I took a hot dog that wasn't completely thawed from the refrigerator, she had already turned off the electric stove under the saucepan and leaned over the sink on the counter.

Now, Jenny is a voluptuous mature woman. Her two buttocks are like perfect white peaches, round and pink, beautiful and alluring. A thin strip of white fabric is tied between her deep buttock creases, evidence that she's not naked, but even more alluring than being completely naked.

"Jenny, stick your ass out, Daddy's going to treat you to a big hot dog."

Jenny blushed, but still stuck out her pert, white ass towards me.

I gently pulled aside the thong that was tightly tucked into her buttocks, and as I slowly stuffed the cool hot dog into her wrinkled, brown anus, her plump, white peaches trembled slightly as they swallowed the red, thick piece of meat. The chilling sensation made Jenny hold her breath.

Gazing at my daughter's distressed expression, I grasped my already hard, hot cock and slowly approached her overflowing, juicy hole. Then, I grabbed her soft, plump buttocks and thrust it all the way in. "

Ah ... "Jane, are you still taking birth control pills? Daddy won't make you get rid of the baby now. Starting tomorrow, stop taking them..." Besides thrusting my hips, I also pulled on the gradually thawing hot dog, and in sync with my movements, I thrust violently back and forth. I whispered in my daughter's ear, panting, "Xue'er told me today that she's ready to have a baby for Daddy's pregnant belly... You... you're the older sister... what are you going to do..." With each thrust, Jenny twisted her snow-white, plump buttocks back and forth and side to side. When I gripped her enormous breasts, which were impossible to hold in one hand, and squeezed hard, the snow-white, full flesh bounced in my palm. Jenny's wanton reaction further aroused my lust. "Sister... Sister's belly is so big... Dad, you're only telling me now... I, I don't want Michelle to beat me to it..." A surge of pleasure coursed through her, her snow-white skin flushed a seductive crimson, Jenny's eyes were languid, and she let out soft moans. Her uterus inside her seemed to suck on my glans like a straw, sucking and spitting, swallowing and spitting out. I felt a tingling, numbing sensation throughout my body, my blood boiling, a numbness before collapse rapidly surging from my testicles to my glans. "...It's been two months since my last period, the doctor said...the due date is next March...I'm so happy..." Her soft, blissful words were more potent than the most potent aphrodisiac. In the midst of boundless, blissful pleasure, I poured my thick, hot semen deep into my own daughter's wanton womb, lost in a daze, as if there were no end... then

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