Family affection, filial daughter

Xiaoling held a photograph in her hands, two streams of tears slowly rolling down her cheeks. The photo showed a middle-aged couple embracing each other affectionately, their faces beaming with happiness. Behind them, a pretty middle school girl playfully leaned on their shoulders.

The couple in the photo were Xiaoling and her parents; it was taken two years ago. At that time, Xiaoling had just been admitted to a top-tier high school in the city, and her father had just been promoted to director of the city's Land Administration Bureau. On this double occasion, the family of three went to a grand hotel to celebrate.

In this elegant setting, the father affectionately said to Xiaoling, "My good daughter, among all of us promoted cadres, you are the best. Other people's children are either naughty or don't study hard. My dear daughter, make your father proud and strive to get into Tsinghua or Peking University."

Xiaoling smiled gently and said, "Yes, ma'am. But Dad has to promise me one thing."

The father laughed and said, "Alright, now tell me your conditions. What are they?"

Xiaoling said, "If I get into a top high school, Dad will become a bureau chief. If I get into a top university, Dad should get promoted again."

Upon hearing this, the mother said, "You silly girl, if Dad gets promoted again, he'll become the mayor! That means..." "What do you want to say?"

Dad laughed, patting Xiaoling's head. "Okay, Dad's only forty. With a little effort, it's still possible."

Mom was also happy to hear this. She poured Xiaoling a drink and said, "Xiaoling, as long as you're successful in the future, that's all that matters. Dad and Mom hope you can be even more capable."

Xiaoling said, "Mom, Dad and I both have goals. What are your plans, Mom?"

Mom said, "Me? I'll just take care of your logistical support. Is that okay?"

Xiaoling said, "Okay! Isn't it said that behind every successful man is a woman's support? How can Dad thank Mom?"

Dad called over a waiter and whispered a few words in his ear. The waiter nodded and left. Xiaoling, confused, kept asking him questions, but her father just smiled and shook his head, saying nothing.

After a while, the waiter returned. He came to her mother with a bunch of red roses and respectfully handed them to her, saying, "Madam, this is a dozen red roses from your husband. He wishes you to always be as beautiful and charming as you are tonight."

Her mother accepted the roses, her face flushed with excitement. She didn't know what to do and after a long while, she whispered, "Thank you."

Xiaoling stood there, mouth agape, staring blankly at everything. She only came to her senses when her father gently took her mother's hand. Xiaoling clapped her hands vigorously and said, "How romantic! Long live Dad!"

Just then, the hotel manager came over and said, "Director Wang, let's take a picture to commemorate this moment."

Dad quickly said, "Okay." He then pulled his wife to stand up, and the two stood side by side, their arms wrapped around each other's waists. Xiaoling leaned on her parents' shoulders.

After the hotel manager took out his camera and took pictures of them, he said ingratiatingly to Xiaoling's father, "Director Wang, you are handsome and dashing, your wife is beautiful and generous, and with such a lively and lovely daughter, you truly have the happiest family in the world."

The father waved his hand and said, "Oh, no, no, you're too kind."

Actually, Xiaoling's father was known as a handsome man at his workplace, and her mother was the most beautiful girl in her university. Although she was nearly forty, she took excellent care of her health. Her skin was still fair and delicate, and due to regular aerobics, she remained slender and curvaceous, comparable to a woman in her twenties.

It was quite late after dinner. As soon as they got home, Xiaoling's father said, "Xiaoling, it's too late, go to bed."

Xiaoling agreed, went to the kitchen to wash up, and then went back to her room and lay down on the bed. Because she was so excited, Xiaoling couldn't sleep at all. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She didn't know how much time had passed, but just as Xiaoling was drifting off to sleep,

she heard a strange sound coming from her parents' room. Xiaoling was instantly wide awake. She lay on her back, listening intently to the sounds coming from her parents' room. It was her parents whispering, mixed with her mother's moans.

Xiaoling became excited again. Although she was only fifteen, she was already experiencing the stirrings of first love. She had learned a great deal about relationships between men and women from books and newspapers. She thought her parents might be making love, and a desire to eavesdrop arose within her.

Xiaoling slowly got out of bed, afraid to put on her shoes for fear of making a noise. Barefoot, she walked to the door, opened it a crack, and squatted down, pressing her ear against the crack.

Xiaoling's family lived in two rooms; her bedroom and her parents' bedroom doors faced each other, very close together. As soon as the door was opened a crack, the sounds coming from her parents' room immediately became much louder. Xiaoling held her breath, listening intently. Although it was difficult to hear, she could still clearly hear the sounds from her parents' room. She considered sneaking to her parents' door several times, but she didn't have the courage; after all, she was eavesdropping on her parents' private affairs.

Then came her mother's voice: "No, Xiaoling might not be asleep yet."

Her father said, "It's been so long, this girl must be dreaming by now. Look how big it is today!"

Her mother said, "Stop bragging, I won't bite it no matter what. It's big, much smaller than in the video."

Then came her father's soft pleading, but her mother didn't say anything. After a while, Xiaoling heard her father murmur, "Ah...so comfortable, Sufeng, your mouth is getting better and better, it feels so good when you bite me."

A moment later, she heard her father say, "I'll lick it for you too." Then came her mother's heavy breathing, her mother's low moans penetrating Xiaoling's ears, making her feel hot all over.

The mother said, "Alright, let it in, I can't take it anymore."

Her moans grew louder. The bed creaked slightly, and there were soft "slap, slap" sounds of flesh hitting flesh. Xiaoling

unconsciously stuck her head out of the room, her eyes fixed on her parents' door, her neck craning forward. But she didn't dare sneak into their room to eavesdrop.

After a long while, the sounds from her mother's room gradually subsided. But occasional giggles could still be heard. Xiaoling stretched her stiff body and slowly lay back down on the bed.

She didn't sleep well that night; her mind was filled with images of her parents in bed. She finally drifted off to sleep just before dawn.

Not long after her father became the bureau chief, they moved into their new home. It was a large three-bedroom apartment, which made her mother incredibly happy. But their happiness was short-lived. Her father's work and social engagements increased. He came home very late every day, and sometimes he didn't come home at all.

Her mother's mood worsened. Although she always forced a smile in front of Xiaoling, she was filled with pain inside. Xiaoling, however, didn't notice any of this. Every day on her way to and from school, she would sweetly say to her mother, "Goodbye, dear Mom."

Seeing her beautiful and obedient daughter brought her mother a sliver of comfort. Xiaoling was not only a good student but also lively and active; she was also the class's sports and arts representative. The class organized an aerobics training class, and Xiaoling naturally became a member.

As soon as she got home from school, she excitedly shouted, "Mom, Mom! I have good news! I joined the class's aerobics class, and there will be a competition later!"

Her mother smiled when she saw her daughter. She pulled Xiaoling aside and said, "Good girl, you have to practice hard. Aerobics is very tough."

Xiaoling nodded and said, "Mom, you practice every day, right? Teach me, okay? I'll practice with you every day, okay?"

Her mother said, "Okay, go do your homework first, I'll go make you dinner. I'll teach you after dinner."

After dinner, the mother and daughter rested for a while. The mother explained the key points of aerobics to Xiaoling. Then she changed her clothes, turned on the TV, and began to demonstrate for Xiaoling.

Seeing her mother's fit and agile movements, Xiaoling couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Mom, I didn't expect you to be so agile at your age."

Her mother stopped and said, "Stop flattering me, hurry up and change your clothes."

Xiaoling said, "Change what clothes? I don't have any."

Her mother said, "Then take off your outer clothes. There's no one else at home anyway. Wearing too many clothes is cumbersome."

As Xiaoling took off her clothes, she muttered, "What if Dad comes back?"

Her mother's face darkened, and she said, "Stop muttering. He's not coming back."

Xiaoling stood beside her mother in her underwear. Her mother glanced at Xiaoling; she hadn't paid attention to her daughter in a long time. Xiaoling had grown to be as tall as her mother. Although only in her teens, she was already quite well-developed. Her breasts were now high and full, and her small bra could no longer contain them. Her skin had become increasingly fair and delicate, and her small buttocks were becoming more rounded.

The mother gazed at her daughter intently, remembering how beautiful and alluring she herself had been in her youth. Her daughter in her early years was practically a carbon copy of herself from over twenty years ago. She sighed, thinking that if she were still the same as before, her husband would never have been running around like this.

Xiaoling saw her mother standing there motionless, unaware of her mother's worries. She whispered, urging, "Mom, let's start."

Her mother snapped out of her reverie and said, "Okay."

Xiaoling began practicing with her mother. The aerobics looked simple, but once you started jumping, it was surprisingly tiring. Before long, Xiaoling was panting heavily, sweat pouring down her body like a waterfall.

She stopped, panting, and said, "Okay, Mom. I'm exhausted."

Her bra and panties were soaked with sweat, sticking uncomfortably to her skin. Xiaoling didn't care anymore; she casually pulled off her bra and panties and sat down naked on the floor.

The mother stopped and said, "Xiaoling, get up quickly, you'll catch a cold." She reached out and pulled her daughter up, saying, "You're so young, and you're already this tired from such a simple activity. How can you keep going like this?"

Xiaoling reluctantly stood up and said, "Mom, I'm really tired."

The mother said, "Alright, go find some clothes and put them on. What kind of behavior is this?"

Xiaoling said, "Anyway, there's no one else at home. If I wear clothes, I'll have to wash another one."

The mother had no choice but to let her continue, and the two jumped around for a while longer. Because she wasn't wearing anything, Xiaoling's well-developed breasts bounced violently up and down as she jumped, making her very uncomfortable.

After watching her practice, her mother said, "Okay, that's enough for today. Go take a shower. I'll buy you some clothes tomorrow."

Xiaoling felt like she'd been granted a pardon. She happily hugged her mother, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Thank you, Mom." She then ran into the bathroom.

After showering for a while, Xiaoling called to her mother, "Mom, scrub my back."

Her mother came into the bathroom and scrubbed her daughter's back.

Xiaoling said, "Mom, aren't you going to shower? I'll scrub your back too, to be filial to you."

Her mother took off her clothes and showered with her daughter.

As Xiaoling rubbed her mother's back, she exclaimed, "Mom, I really envy you. Your figure is still so good, and your skin is like a young girl's."

Her mother smiled happily, "Don't try to trick me. What are you trying to do? Why are you being so filial today?"

Xiaoling said, "I really don't want to do anything. Mom, you're so beautiful, it makes me look good too. Dad has good taste, hehe."

Mentioning her husband made her mother's heart sink. She was silent for a moment before saying, "What am I? Daughter, you're the one who's enviable. You're a grown woman now."

Xiaoling noticed her mother's expression was a little off. Thinking she had said something wrong, she didn't dare say anything more and just silently rubbed her mother's back.

The mother's mood worsened, and the father's absences from home became more frequent. Every time Xiaoling asked her mother why her father wasn't home, her mother would say, "Dad's very busy. Don't worry about him. Focus on your studies; don't let it affect your schoolwork."

But the melancholy on her mother's face could no longer be hidden, and Xiaoling sensed something was wrong between her parents. She still didn't quite understand why her mother was so worried, or why her father was so busy, so busy he didn't even come home.

Her mother stopped talking, turned around, and hugged her daughter tightly. Water sprayed onto their heads, flowing down their beautiful bodies. Xiaoling buried her head in her mother's chest, burying her face between her breasts like a child. The two remained silent like this for a while before her mother finally released her.

Xiaoling asked her mother in surprise, "Mom, is something bothering you? Is it because Dad is too busy to come home every day?"

Her mother slowly shook her head and said, "Xiaoling, don't think about things like that. As long as you study well, Mom will be happy."

Hearing her mother's insincere words, Xiaoling said, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made that bet with Dad, letting him get promoted... " "What kind of official is he? He's making Dad so busy with work that he can't even take care of Mom anymore."

Mom gave a bitter smile and said, "Alright, stop nagging. Hurry up and get some sleep; you have school tomorrow."

Xiaoling lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. She felt that the laughter in the house was dwindling, and it seemed like her parents were having some kind of conflict. Xiaoling was a very determined girl, and she was determined to help her parents resolve their conflict.

Xiaoling began to pay attention to her parents' every move. But her parents hid it very well in front of her. Although Xiaoling always felt that something was off between her parents, she couldn't find any problem.

Finally, one Sunday, Xiaoling told her parents that she was going to school for aerobics training. But when she arrived at school, the teacher didn't come for half a day. Everyone waited a long time before receiving the notification: the teacher had gone to the hospital; a family member was hospitalized.

Xiaoling left school, thinking her parents were home and she wanted to hurry back to go to the park with them.

When Xiaoling arrived at her door, she could hear faint sounds of arguing coming from inside. Xiaoling pressed her ear to the door; although she couldn't hear clearly, she knew her parents were arguing. This was something Xiaoling could hardly remember ever doing.

She took out her key, gently turned the doorknob, and slowly walked inside. From the inner room came her mother's sobs: "What's wrong with me? I've worried myself sick over this family. And what have you done? You've been seeing other women."

Xiaoling's head spun. In her eyes, her father was an upright and responsible man. He had always loved her mother and cared for her deeply. She never imagined he would do something so unfaithful to her mother. If she hadn't heard it from her mother, Xiaoling would never have believed it. Now Xiaoling understood why the joy in their home had dwindled.

The father whispered, "Nothing of the sort. Who told you that? How could I do such a thing?"

The mother stopped crying, her voice choked with sobs, "You've always been so courageous and responsible. Why aren't you brave enough today?"

A silence fell over the room, broken only by the mother's soft sobs. Xiaoling stood frozen at the doorway. Her parents were arguing so fiercely that the slight sound of her entering hadn't even caught their attention.

Xiaoling understood why her mother had lost her usual smile, and why her father was always busy until late at night—it was because he had another woman. Although her father wouldn't admit it, she had heard her classmates gossip about how powerful officials like her father often had mistresses or concubines.

Xiaoling wiped the tears from her face, then quietly retreated outside the door. She deliberately banged on the door loudly, making a racket. Pretending not to notice anything, she entered and said, "Our teacher has something to do; there's no practice today. I need to hurry to my classmate's house."

She quickly went to her room and left. Xiaoling didn't dare meet her parents, afraid they would see the tears on her face.

Xiaoling's mind was blank; she wandered aimlessly through the streets for most of the day. She didn't return home until it was almost dark. When she got home, she saw her mother sitting alone on the sofa in the living room; her father was nowhere to be seen.

As soon as her mother saw Xiaoling, she stood up and said, "Where have you been? Are you hungry? Mom has made you some food."

Xiaoling felt like crying as soon as she saw her mother, but she controlled herself. Although she had no appetite, she pretended to eat a little something.

Xiaoling returned to her room and took out the photos from their last meal at the restaurant. The happy smiles of the family in the photos were nowhere to be found, and they hadn't gone out to eat together as a family since then.

Recalling the warmth and happiness of their past, Xiaoling couldn't hold back her tears, which fell onto the photos. So much had changed in just two short years. Thinking that her family might break apart, Xiaoling decided to help her mother win her father back from another woman.

From then on, Xiaoling began to pay attention to her father's activities, but her father was always in his car, how could a middle school student like her possibly find his whereabouts? Helpless, Xiaoling asked her mother, "Mom, why is Dad so busy? He always comes home so late. Sometimes he doesn't come home at all. Where does he usually go?"

Her mother said helplessly, "Who knows? He's like this all the time, he doesn't even care about the family. I don't know what he's doing. Is there something you need from Dad?"

Xiaoling quickly shook her head and said, "Nothing, I just wanted to ask."

It seemed her mother didn't know where her father went either, so Xiaoling had no choice but to give up trying to follow him. She knew her mother was suffering, and she needed to focus on her studies; if her grades were poor, her mother would be even more heartbroken.

Xiaoling had always been one of the top students in her class, but knowing about her parents' conflict had greatly affected her studies. Although she tried her best to control herself, how could she concentrate on her homework in this state of mind?

Finally, the final exams arrived, and Xiaoling had time to track her father's movements. Every day, she hid across from her father's workplace to see where he went after work. But every day, her father would get into his car and leave as soon as he left the office building, leaving Xiaoling anxious and helpless.

One day, Xiaoling had an idea. After watching her father leave, she called his office. A woman answered the phone and asked who she was looking for. Xiaoling said, "I'm looking for my dad."

The woman on the phone said impatiently, "Who is your dad?"

Xiaoling said, "He's your bureau chief."

The woman immediately changed her tone: "Ah, you're Xiaoling. Your dad went to the Hongxiang Hotel."

Xiaoling said, "Thank you," and hung up the phone. She took a taxi straight to the Hongxiang Hotel.

As soon as Xiaoling entered the hotel, she searched everywhere in the lobby, but to no avail. Where was she supposed to look in such a big hotel? She wondered where her father was hiding.

Xiaoling cursed herself for being stupid. Her father was a bureau chief; shouldn't he have at least found a private room or something? She went to look in the private rooms. Just then, she heard singing coming from one of the rooms. Although it wasn't loud, Xiaoling recognized it as her father singing.

Xiaoling held her father in the highest esteem. She thought he was not only handsome and dashing, but also outstanding in every way. Whether it was playing musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, painting, sports, or the arts, he was quite skilled. Xiaoling followed the sound of singing and peeked through the crack in the door. She saw four men sitting on a sofa, each with a woman in their arms. Her father was among them, singing into a microphone while one arm was around a girl.

Xiaoling didn't dare to make a sound, so she hid outside the door. Her father sang very professionally, the result of his hard work practicing in school. As soon as her father finished singing, the couples clapped wildly.

One of the guys fawned over him, saying, "That's wonderful! Mr. Wang's singing is truly excellent, far superior to any of those so-called pop stars."

Dad responded modestly, and the guy added, "With Mr. Wang singing so well, who among us would dare to presume to teach him? How about this, Xiaomin, you sing a song?"

A moment later, a woman's voice came from inside the room, and Xiaoling immediately recognized it as far inferior to her father's singing. After the girl finished singing, the group burst into laughter and chatter.

A man said to the father, "Mr. Wang, don't you think Xiaomin sings quite well? She's only eighteen. Let her keep you company when you get tired."

The father mumbled an agreement. The man then said, "The room is ready for you, room 1516."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoling quietly slipped to the front desk and said, "Please open room 1516."

The female receptionist gave her a strange look, then checked the records. Sure enough, someone had already booked the room, so she led Xiaoling inside.

Xiaoling looked around the room and then found a place to hide. After a long while, she heard the door open. Xiaoling peeked in and saw her father staggering in.

As soon as he entered, he took off his shirt and pants, revealing a muscular physique. Xiaoling marveled at how different her father was from others. Although he was already in his early forties and had reached the position of bureau chief, he was nothing like the other leaders who were all bloated and had big bellies.

Her father, wearing shorts, went into the bathroom, and the sound of running water could be heard from inside. Xiaoling didn't see Xiaomin; perhaps her father didn't want her.

After a while, her father came out of the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel while looking around the room. Xiaoling was so frightened that she hid behind the curtains, not daring to breathe.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Her father threw down the towel and went to open it. Xiaoling peeked in and saw her father walking in with a sexy-looking girl in his arms. The two were talking and laughing, kissing and caressing each other.

The girl was only wearing a very small tank top, and her short skirt barely covered her buttocks. She reached out and pulled down the only pair of shorts Director Wang was wearing, grabbing his hard penis and putting it in her mouth.

The sight made Xiaoling blush furiously. She was a young girl, and how could she resist such a sensual performance? Xiaoling quickly closed her eyes in fright, but her father's heavy breathing penetrated her ears, making her own breathing rapid.

Out of curiosity, Xiaoling peeked out and saw her father's enormous penis moving in and out of the girl's mouth. It was the first time Xiaoling had ever seen a real man's penis, and she was stunned by her father's enormous size. After watching for a while, Xiaoling couldn't help but open her eyes wide, staring intently at the two people writhing on the bed.

The father seemed very happy. He stroked the girl's hair with one hand and said, "Good, good, your little mouth is really nice. Lick it for me again, that will make my thing even stronger."

The girl licked it even more vigorously, then she straightened up and took off her clothes. She wasn't wearing a bra.

After taking off her tank top and skirt, she was immediately naked. She twisted her body, gently rubbing her breasts with both hands, and said, "How is it? Mr. Wang, my figure is not bad, is it?"

The father chuckled and said, "Yes, it's a devilish figure. Come here, let me touch it, where on your body is the smoothest."

The girl fell into the father's arms, and his hands roamed up and down her body. The girl giggled and asked him, "How do I compare to your wife?"

The father said, "You are young and beautiful, much better than that middle-aged woman."

Hearing them gossip about her mother, Xiaoling couldn't hold back any longer. She suddenly jumped out from behind the curtains and stood in front of them. Her father and the girl were startled, and the girl screamed. Her father quickly covered himself with the sheet, and upon closer inspection, he recognized his daughter, Xiaoling.

He exclaimed, "Xiaoling, it's you!"

Xiaoling shouted angrily, "Yes, it's me!"

The girl, seeing that she was a female student, assumed she was also Mr. Wang's mistress. Immediately, she calmed down and pretended to greet her, "Hello, young lady, were you also sent by Mr. Wang? He's quite wicked, trying to kill two birds with one stone."

Xiaoling glared at her and said, "Shut up!" Then she pulled her from her father's arms.

Xiaoling participated actively in various extracurricular activities at school, and she was much stronger than the average girl. With a strong tug, Xiaoling pulled the girl off the bed.

Pointing at the girl, Xiaoling said, "Is she beautiful? Has a great figure? Is she young?"

The more Xiaoling spoke, the angrier she became. Suddenly, she stripped naked. Xiaoling's body was remarkably well-developed. Her breasts, inherited from her mother, were round and high. Her skin was delicate and smooth, and her two flawless legs were straight and long. The dark pubic hair between her legs was dazzling.

Xiaoling took a step forward and said, "Is she prettier than me? Has a better figure than me? Is she younger than me? You've lost all sense of shame; you want everyone. I'm a young girl too, why don't you want me?"

Her father stared in astonishment at his naked daughter. Suddenly, enraged, he jumped up and slapped her across the face. Xiaoling was stunned. Her father had never hit her before; he had always doted on her.

Tears welled up in Xiaoling's eyes. She quickly pulled her coat over her shoulders, stuffed her bra and panties into her pockets, and ran out.

Xiaoling hailed a taxi, crying. The driver found the young woman strange. Her thin coat couldn't conceal her voluptuous figure; her nipples were clearly visible. At the hotel entrance, the driver had seen too many similar incidents, some even worse. He was unfazed and drove Xiaoling home. As

soon as Xiaoling entered the house, she burst into tears. She ran to her room and buried her face in her arms on the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. Her mother, seeing Xiaoling return like this, quickly came to comfort her. Xiaoling cried even harder, clinging to her mother.

Her observant mother noticed that her daughter wasn't wearing underwear and had a red handprint on her face. Panicked, she grabbed her daughter and asked urgently, "Xiaoling, what happened? Who bullied you?"

Xiaoling cried, "It was Daddy. He was with another woman. I told him off, but he wouldn't listen and slapped me." Xiaoling then told her mother everything that had happened at the hotel.

The mother had long heard rumors about her husband's affairs, and seeing that her daughter hadn't been bullied, she felt a little relieved. She sighed and said, "Child, it's really hard for you to do this. Your father doesn't care about this family anymore. You should just leave him alone."

Xiaoling, hearing her mother's words, asked in surprise, "Mom, are you just going to watch Dad not come home and go see other women?"

The mother said, "I've tried to persuade him so many times, but he always denies having other women. Today you saw it with your own eyes, and he even hit you. It seems he's made up his mind not to want us, mother and daughter."

Xiaoling lowered her head and remained silent. She didn't dare tell her that her father hit her because she had been completely naked in front of him. The mother, noticing Xiaoling wasn't wearing underwear, was also a little confused, but she didn't press the matter.

Xiaoling was silent for a moment, then said, "Mom, what are you going to do?"

Tears streamed down her mother's face. She hugged her daughter and said, "Child, don't leave Mom. I'm going to divorce your father."

Xiaoling was shocked. She couldn't believe her ears, thinking her mother was just saying it in anger. But seeing her mother's resolute expression, Xiaoling knew her mother was telling the truth. She cried, "Mom, what am I going to do? I still want Dad. Can't you not get a divorce?"

Her mother sighed and said, "I don't want to either. With your father like this, how can Mom live with him?"

Xiaoling said nothing more; she lay on the bed, sobbing. Heartbroken, how could a teenager bear such a blow?

Seeing her daughter's anguish, the mother's tears also streamed down her face. Neither mother nor daughter spoke, silently weeping.

It was already late when Xiaoling groggily woke up. She got out of bed to go to the bathroom and saw the light still on in her mother's room, from which she could hear her parents arguing.

Xiaoling listened carefully as she reached the door. Her father was shouting, "Fine, fine, if you want a divorce, we'll get one, but Xiaoling has to stay with me."

Her mother sobbed, "No, you've been unfaithful to the family. I can't let you lead Xiaoling astray."

Xiaoling suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in. Her parents immediately fell silent upon seeing her.

Xiaoling said, "Dad, Mom, did you get my consent to the divorce?"

Her mother remained silent. Her father said, "Xiaoling, it was your mother who brought up the divorce. This is an adult matter, so don't interfere."

Xiaoling burst into tears, saying, "How is this your business? What will I do if you get divorced?"

Her mother hugged Xiaoling, and the two of them cried together.

Xiaoling pleaded, "Dad, Mom, please don't get a divorce, okay?"

Her mother shook her head and said, "No, he's seeing other women outside and doesn't care about this family at all."

Xiaoling said, "Mom, Dad still loves you. Ask him if you don't believe me. Am I right, Dad?"

Her father nodded and said, "Yes, I've wronged you outside, but sometimes I have no choice. All the cadres are like this nowadays; I'm just following the crowd, it's just an act." Her mother

said, "What do you mean, following the crowd? Are you corrupt? Are you taking bribes?"

Her father said, "Don't talk nonsense, I wouldn't dare say that." "

Mom still pressed, "Then how could you dare to see another woman?"

Dad fell silent. Xiaoling took his hand and asked, "Dad, why are you doing this?"

Dad gave a bitter smile, patted Xiaoling's head, and said, "Child, I'm sorry to you both. Sometimes I know I'm wrong, but sometimes I can't control myself. From now on, you have to be obedient with Mom. Dad will help you with anything." He then turned to his wife and said, "Okay, after the divorce, Xiaoling will stay with you. If anything happens, let her come to me."

After saying this, Dad took a pillow and lay down on the sofa in the living room. Mom sat blankly on the bed, and Xiaoling returned to her room, lay down on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

For three days in a row, Dad came home early every day. Xiaoling stayed home all day during summer vacation. Whenever her father came home, he would chat with her and cook her delicious meals. Xiaoling knew her father missed her, so he was using this last chance to care for her.

That night, her mother slept in the bedroom, while her father rested on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing her once happy family about to fall apart, Xiaoling was devastated. She went to her mother, who said, "It's all his fault! If he hadn't found another woman, this wouldn't have happened!" But seeing Xiaoling's pleading, her mother wavered. She said to Xiaoling, "Xiaoling, if your father doesn't find another woman from now on, I won't divorce him."

A few days later, her father started staying out all night again. Not only was her mother very angry, but Xiaoling was also extremely upset. It seemed that her father was truly beyond redemption. Seeing her mother's pained face, Xiaoling resolved to make her father change and stop looking for women outside.

Xiaoling had made all the preparations and was just waiting for her chance. That day, before her mother even got off work, her father was brought home by his colleagues; he had drunk too much at the lunch banquet.

Looking at her father lying on the bed, Xiaoling was engaged in a fierce internal struggle. Finally, Xiaoling gritted her teeth; so that her parents could stay home, she resolved to sacrifice herself.

Xiaoling took out the camera from home and adjusted the focus on the bed. Then she sprinkled the aphrodisiac powder she had prepared earlier into a glass of water, filled it with water, and fed it to her father.

After doing all this, Xiaoling silently lay down beside her father, closing her eyes tightly. A short while later, her drowsy father began to move, his hands groping on the bed. When he touched Xiaoling, blinded by lust, he recklessly pressed himself against her, frantically tearing at her clothes.

Xiaoling closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her face. She clenched her teeth, letting her father do as he pleased. In

a few swift movements, her father ripped off the few clothes she was wearing, then pulled out his already rock-hard penis and thrust it into her vagina.

It was Xiaoling's first time being penetrated by a man; she was so nervous that she felt no desire whatsoever, and her vagina was dry and devoid of lubrication. When her father's thick penis broke through her hymen, Xiaoling felt waves of intense pain. She couldn't help but cry out, tears streaming down her face.

After thrusting his penis all the way in, the father didn't stop, but began to pump forcefully. His sharply defined penis scraped against Xiaoling's dry vaginal walls, bringing her immense pain. Xiaoling gritted her teeth and endured it. Although tears blurred her vision, preventing her from seeing her father's expression, she could tell from his movements and breathing that he was very excited.

Xiaoling's pale body was pressed beneath her father's strong frame. She squeezed her legs together, trying to slow the pace of his thrusts to lessen her pain, but this only excited him more. His movements became even more powerful; with each entry, his enormous glans touched his daughter's tender clitoris.

Under her father's intense stimulation, the pain in Xiaoling's lower body gradually disappeared. Instead, a strange pleasure washed over her, a pleasure emanating from deep within her vagina, a sensation Xiaoling had never experienced before. Xiaoling unconsciously moaned twice, her legs spreading wide. Her vagina became even wetter; each time her father's penis withdrew, it brought out a lot of red fluid—virgin blood mixed with her vaginal fluid. The fluid flowed down Xiaoling's snow-white buttocks onto the bed, soaking a large area. Just

as Xiaoling began to feel the initial pleasure of sex, before she could even savor this wondrous sensation, her father's penis thrust forward violently, gushing streams of hot semen into her uterus. Xiaoling tensed, her mind a jumbled mess, and she knew nothing more. She

didn't know how much time had passed before she came to her senses. She pushed her father off her, and when she sat up, she saw a pool of blood between her legs—her most precious possession was gone. She covered her face with her hands and cried again.

After crying for a while, Xiaoling got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash herself. Her father had been incredibly skilled; he had penetrated her so deeply that her labia were slightly swollen, and she was unsteady on her feet. Xiaoling washed the blood off her father's penis, her heart pounding as she gripped it. She couldn't help but fondle his penis for a while before letting go. Xiaoling washed the sheets and put the camera away. Only after she was sure there were no further damages did she go back to her room, lie down on the bed, and fall asleep.

When Mom came home, she saw the sheets hanging outside to dry and thought, "Who's so diligent?" Entering the bedroom, she found her husband still fast asleep on the bed. He reeked of alcohol; Mom knew he was drunk and assumed he'd vomited on the sheets.

Seeing Xiaoling also asleep, Mom shook her head, "What's wrong with you today? Sleeping so soundly. You're exhausted after washing just one sheet?" She didn't wake anyone and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

Xiaoling was woken up by her mother for dinner, but she was too tired to eat. However, to avoid arousing her mother's suspicion, Xiaoling forced a few bites and went back to sleep.

The next morning, Xiaoling woke up to find her mother getting ready for work alone. Xiaoling asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"

Her mother looked at her daughter helplessly, "He was picked up by his workplace a long time ago. They said he's going on a long study tour. Who knows what he's studying? He's just using public funds to travel and have fun."

Xiaoling said "Oh," and her mother said, "I have to go now. Study hard at home. You didn't do well on your exams this year. You're a sensible child, don't worry your mother." Then she hurried away.

Xiaoling washed up; she still felt some discomfort in her lower body and her gait was slightly unsteady. Xiaoling took out the video she had taken yesterday and watched it. In the video, her father's strong body was pressed down on her flawless skin, his thick, long penis thrusting wildly inside her tender vagina. Watching herself in pain as her father raped her,

Xiaoling's eyes welled up with tears again. She watched the video over and over, and gradually her emotions changed. From pain to calm, she was eventually moved by her own moans; her face flushed, and her genitals felt itchy. A faint longing stirred within her for her father's penis to penetrate her again.

Xiaoling hid the videotape, waiting for her father to return so she could show it to him. She would use this tape to force her father to submit, to stop him from seeking out other women.

Unexpectedly, her father's absence lasted for nearly two months, and Xiaoling started her senior year of high school. The most terrifying thing was that her period hadn't come, and she felt waves of fear washing over her. But she didn't dare tell her mother, because that would ruin all her plans. Besides, who knew what her mother would do if she found out?

That day, after finishing her aerobics practice after school, it was already quite late. Xiaoling hurried home, and as soon as she entered, she saw her parents sitting on the sofa with serious expressions.

When Xiaoling saw her father return, she excitedly shouted, "Dad, you're back! I missed you so much!"

Her father, however, didn't smile at all, only grunting and saying, "Put your things away. I have something to tell you, hurry up."

Xiaoling ran back to her room. Seeing her parents' expressions, she thought they were going to talk about divorce.

Xiaoling put her things away and reluctantly went to the living room. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, her father asked her, "Xiaoling, who was that man?"

Xiaoling, confused, said, "Dad, what did you say? What man?"

Her mother, her face pale with anger, yelled at Xiaoling, "Stop pretending! I'm asking you, when did your period start?"

Xiaoling panicked even more. Her face flushed, and she stammered, "My period started..." "It's the fifth, not... I... I... Mom, why are you asking this?"

Mom said, "Do you think I don't know? I'm your mother. You haven't had your period for the past two months, you're pregnant."

Dad said, "Xiaoling, you've disappointed me so much. You're so young, how could you do such a thing? Tell me who that man is! I'll settle the score with him!"

Seeing her parents' anxious and angry expressions, Xiaoling didn't dare tell the truth. Heartbroken, she buried her face in the sofa armrest and sobbed uncontrollably.

Mom also started crying, lamenting, "What sins have I committed? My husband is having affairs, and even my daughter is doing this! How am I supposed to live?"

Dad, furious, pressed Xiaoling for answers.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, Xiaoling said to her parents, "Okay, I'll tell you. Please don't be angry, Mom and Dad." She went back to her room and retrieved the videotape.

When her father saw on television how he was abusing his daughter, he was stunned.

Her mother, upon seeing this, immediately lunged at him, punching him repeatedly and yelling, "You bastard! You won't even spare your own daughter! I'll beat you to death, you beast! I'll beat you to death, you beast!"

Xiaoling cried and hugged her mother, trying to stop her from hitting her father. Her father, head bowed, was also in tears.

Xiaoling pushed her mother away and then knelt down in front of her parents with a thud, saying, "Mom, it's not Dad's fault. I did it myself. Hit me if you want."

Her parents were stunned; they stared at Xiaoling for a long time. With a trembling voice, the mother asked Xiaoling, "What...what's wrong?"

Xiaoling cried and said, "I can't bear to leave Dad and Mom. You're getting a divorce, what will I do? I'm doing this so Dad won't find other women. That way, Mom won't divorce Dad."

Hearing Xiaoling's cries, the mother hugged her and cried, "My silly child, how could you do such a foolish thing?"

The father was also filled with remorse, and the three of them embraced and wept. After a long period of heartbreak, they gradually calmed down.

The father hugged his daughter and said, "Xiaoling, from today onwards, Dad will never find another woman."

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Xiaoling's tear-streaked face. She hugged her father's neck and jumped up and down happily, "Good daddy, good daddy. You're such a good daddy." She then turned to her mother and said, "Mom, Daddy has reformed, please don't divorce him, okay?"

Her mother hesitated, conflicted. Just then, Xiaoling suddenly felt nauseous and ran to the bathroom to vomit.

Her mother followed and comforted her. After washing up, Xiaoling took her mother's hand and said, "Mom, did you promise Xiaoling?"

Looking at her daughter's pleading expression and remembering the price she had paid for this, how could she hurt her daughter again?

Helplessly, her mother nodded. Xiaoling nestled in her mother's arms, crying excitedly.

The family ate a simple dinner, and then her mother let Xiaoling lie down to rest. She went to the living room, where her father was leaning back on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. She sat down next to her husband and said, "What should we do?"

Her father sighed and asked, "What should we do?"

Her mother said, "Xiaoling is pregnant; she needs to have an abortion as soon as possible."

Her father nodded and said, "I'll take her tomorrow. You should ask the school for leave."

Her mother said, "Okay, but don't do it in the city; find a place a little further away."

Her father nodded. He took his wife's hand and said, "It's all my fault. I've not only wronged you, but I've also ruined Xiaoling's life. Can you forgive me?"

His mother nestled into his arms and murmured, "As long as you can change, I've never held anything against you."

Touched, his father hugged his wife tightly and kissed her lips. It had been a very long time since they had kissed so sincerely. His mother closed her eyes, savoring this tender moment.

His father kissed his wife, his hands slipping inside her clothes to caress her smooth skin.

His mother's breathing grew heavier and heavier. She turned her head away and said, "Not here, carry me back inside."

His father stood up, his already erect penis pressing against his crotch, creating a large bulge. He didn't embrace his wife, but knelt before her, pulling her legs apart so she could sit on the edge of the sofa. Then he lifted her short skirt, revealing her two white thighs and small panties.

Her panties were thin and small, barely covering her inner thighs, and her dark pubic hair was clearly visible through the thin fabric. The father buried his head between his wife's legs, his face pressed against her delicate thighs, and licked her vulva through her panties with the tip of his tongue.

His wife moaned, leaning back and spreading her legs wider so her husband's mouth could get closer to her tender opening.

His tongue traced patterns on her inner thighs, and she let out soft giggles. Seeing his wife's panties getting increasingly wet, he reached out and pulled them down.

Her vulva was completely exposed before him. Hidden beneath dark pubic hair, her labia opened and closed with the slight trembling of her thighs, glistening with dewdrops. Her red opening, like a ripe peach, revealed a small trickle of clear fluid.

Looking at his wife's beautiful vulva, the husband longed to devour it immediately. His lips pressed against her labia, his tongue deftly exploring her vulva. The passion that surged between them was something they hadn't felt in years; they seemed to have returned to their wedding night. His wife

's long, slender, white legs clamped tightly around her husband's head, as if afraid he would run away. Her hands slowly kneaded her full breasts, her nipples peeking out from between her fingers. She moaned lasciviously, praising her husband's skill: "Ah...ah...good...so good...just like that...you haven't licked me in so long..."

To please his wife, the husband diligently licked her tender vulva. The wife felt as if her lower body was on fire, incredibly hot. After his tongue explored inside her vagina for a while, he stood up, his hard penis erect and right in front of her face.

The wife grabbed his penis, opened her mouth, and swallowed it. Her oral sex skills were quite good; despite the thickness and length of his penis, she managed to swallow it all the way to the base. In this way, the goose egg-sized glans slid down her throat until it reached her esophagus.

The two of them had oral sex with each other for a long time, and the wife couldn't stand it anymore. She spit out her huge penis and said, "I can't do it anymore, please fuck me quickly. It's so itchy down there."

The husband lifted his wife's legs and moved her snow-white ass outside the sofa. Then he rubbed the glans on her dripping pussy twice, then thrust it in with a straight back.

Maybe it’s because she hasn’t had a man’s dick penetrate her for a long time, so my wife’s vagina is quite tight. The flesh walls were tightly wrapped around the cock, making it very hot and comfortable.

The wife was overwhelmed with pleasure by her husband's vigorous thrusting. She cried out excitedly, praising him repeatedly: "So good, so good... ah... so... amazing... oh... I... so beautiful... you're so... so amazing, you're going to... you're going to fuck me to death... ah..."

Hearing his wife's praise, the husband became even more smug, showing off his skills. He muttered, "Of course, I'm much better than before. A while ago, I did it with three girls in one go."

His words suddenly provoked his wife. She let out a loud groan, twisted her body, and said, "No, get out, don't touch me!" She covered her face with one hand, pushed her husband away with the other, and covered her dripping vulva with her hand, crying.

The husband realized he had let something slip. He immediately knelt before the woman, pleading and begging for her forgiveness. The woman cried and twisted her body, refusing to let him touch her. Seeing that he had no choice but to resort to force, the husband grabbed his wife's arms and thrust his penis into her tender

vagina. His wife resisted half-heartedly, but was quickly penetrated by his penis. He soothed her while moving his penis inside her.

Gradually, the woman's cries subsided, and her resisting arms limply rested on her husband's shoulders. When her cries turned into wanton moans, the husband knew he had overcome this hurdle.

He made his wife turn around and kneel on the sofa, standing behind her and thrusting into her vagina. The sounds of flesh colliding were particularly crisp.

As he thrust hard into his wife's tender vagina, he also caressed her firm, elastic buttocks. When his fingers slid across her anus, he noticed that her round anus was opening and closing.

Looking at his wife's small anus, he couldn't resist poking it twice with his finger.

His wife couldn't stand it and cried out, "You're so naughty! Don't touch there. It's dirty."

These words only stimulated him. He pulled his penis out of her tender vagina and inserted it into her round anus.

Although they had been married for nearly twenty years, this was a rare occurrence for the husband's penis to penetrate the wife's anus. Fortunately, the penis had just been pulled from her vagina and was covered in vaginal fluid; although thick, it was exceptionally slippery. The woman's anus was tight, and although it hadn't been penetrated often, this wasn't the first time.

The husband's penis rubbed against her anus, then thrust forward sharply, the round glans immediately pushing aside the surrounding muscles and sliding inside. The wife felt a slight pain, followed by a tingling, numb, and throbbing sensation as the penis penetrated deeper. She couldn't help but scream loudly, her cries growing louder with each thrust of the penis inside her anus. The painful groans transformed into wanton moans of pleasure, completely forgetting her daughter, Xiaoling, who was just a door away.

Xiaoling had just lain down on the bed when she saw that her parents had granted her wish and were no longer mentioning divorce, which excited her. Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she heard her mother's soft, lewd moans coming from the living room.

Xiaoling recognized her mother's moans, and she listened intently, her sleepiness completely gone. Her mother's moans grew louder and louder, making Xiaoling feel hot all over, especially her tender vulva, which began to itch.

Driven by curiosity, Xiaoling got out of bed and deftly opened the door a crack. The living room was brightly lit, and her father was pinning her mother down on the sofa, fucking her hard. Xiaoling really wanted to go up and see her parents making love. Ever since she and her father had their first time, she had been very interested in this kind of thing. She also liked watching videos about sex. Although it was her parents making love, she was now pregnant with her father's child, and her sense of shame had long since faded.

Xiaoling peered into the living room and saw her parents in a mirror. Her father's thick penis was going in and out of her mother's red, tender vagina, which aroused Xiaoling. She really longed for her father's penis to penetrate her again. She also regretted that she had been too nervous when her father deflowered her last time and hadn't enjoyed the same pleasure her mother was experiencing now.

What shocked Xiaoling even more was that her father inserted his penis into her mother's anus. Her mother initially cried out in pain, but soon began to moan with pleasure. It seemed that anal penetration was similar to vaginal penetration—painful at first, but pleasurable later.

After her father ejaculated amidst her mother's screams and cries, their frenzied sexual intercourse ended. Her father picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, and Xiaoling collapsed at the doorway. She rubbed her vulva for a long time, her underwear soaked with the vaginal fluid.

The next day, her father drove Xiaoling to a county hospital over a hundred miles from the city for an abortion.

On the way, Xiaoling asked her father, "Why isn't Mom here?"

Her father replied, "Mom needs to ask for leave; there's something urgent at work, and she can't leave."

When they arrived at the county hospital, there were many women getting abortions, and they waited in line for a long time before it was their turn. The female doctor looked at Xiaoling expressionlessly and led her into an inner room. People are very open-minded these days; the doctor had seen many girls her age coming for abortions and was used to it. But she never imagined that the father of the fetus she was aborting today was the mother's father.

The father waited anxiously outside, and soon Xiaoling's painful cries came from outside. He panicked and tried to rush in, but a female doctor stopped him: "Hey, hey, you can't go in; it'll be over soon."

After the surgery, the father carried Xiaoling out.

Xiaoling clung to her father's neck, sobbing softly, "Daddy, it hurts so much."

Her father kissed her forehead and said, "My sweet baby, it'll be alright in a little while."

He carried Xiaoling to the car, laid her down in the back seat, and then carefully drove home.

He drove very slowly, afraid of hurting his daughter.

It was already dark when they arrived home, and her mother had prepared dinner for them. After dinner, Xiaoling went to bed. For a whole week, Xiaoling didn't go to school; her parents took turns staying home with her.

From then on, the family returned to its former joy. Her father came home early every day to be with his family, no longer going out to cause trouble. His daughter, Xiaoling, also wore a smile every day, her laughter never ceasing. Her mother's face was filled with a satisfied smile.

But the shadow of this incident still lingers between Xiaoling and her father. In the past, Xiaoling often sat on her father's lap, clinging to his neck and acting spoiled, making her mother laugh at her for never growing up. But now, when Xiaoling is in her father's arms, her heart races and her face flushes. And her father feels a strange sensation every time he holds his daughter. Their affectionate gestures have noticeably decreased. They

can no longer act as they used to; their psychological burdens are growing heavier. Although the idea that father and daughter cannot love and sleep together is deeply ingrained, once this veil of mystery is broken, its binding force weakens.

Xiaoling still treasures a videotape of herself and her father having sex. Although she wiped one off in front of her mother, she kept a copy she had made from the beginning. Whenever no one was home, she would secretly watch it, and the more she watched, the stronger her desire grew—to do it again with her father.

Her father used to have a habit of seeing other women, and although he tried hard to stop, these kinds of things still came up frequently. He tried his best to refuse every invitation, sometimes even using his daughter as a shield, thinking whenever he saw another woman, "What's so good about her? She's far inferior to my daughter." But

when he got home and saw his increasingly beautiful daughter, a terrible thought would creep into his mind. Every time it flashed through his mind, he would berate himself, "This is my daughter, I can't have such beastly thoughts."

Therefore, whenever he had this thought, he would pull his wife into the house and have sex with her violently. He himself didn't understand whether the person he was pressing down on with his thick penis was his wife or his desired daughter.

This became more and more frequent, and his wife began to think that her husband was no longer seeing other women and was using her to release his sexual desires. Although she was satisfied with the pleasure her husband brought her, she didn't know why her husband's desires were so great that she simply couldn't cope.

Several months passed in this way, each person preoccupied with their own thoughts. Finally, one day, the distorted emotions suppressed in their hearts erupted between the father and daughter.

It was a very cold day, with heavy snow falling outside. Xiaoling rushed home after school. As soon as she entered, she saw her father sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and asked, "Dad, why are you home so early? Where's Mom?"

Her father glanced at his daughter and, seeing her covered in mud, asked, "What happened? You're all dirty. Mom was on duty. I didn't have anything to do today, and it was snowing, so I came home early."

Xiaoling took off her coat and said, "I had basketball class at the gym today. It was so hot, I was covered in sweat. I'm going to take a shower." With that, she plunged into the shower.

After hanging up Xiaoling's coat, Dad continued reading the newspaper. A while later, his daughter's voice came from the bathroom: "Dad, I'm done showering. Get me a blanket."

Dad went to the cabinet, took out a blanket, and as usual, opened the bathroom door without thinking and went in.

His daughter was standing there shivering. He wrapped her in the blanket. Xiaoling said, "Dad, quickly carry me out. It's freezing cold as soon as the door opens."

Dad picked her up, saying as he carried her, "Who told you to be so lazy? You didn't even find your clothes before showering. What if you get cold?"

Xiaoling hugged her father's neck and said sweetly, "How could I? Dad's here."

Her head rested against her father's warm chest. Although it was only a few steps from the bathroom to her room, Xiaoling's heart underwent a complete transformation.

At first, neither father nor daughter thought much of it. In the bathroom, the daughter waited naked for her father to get a towel, while the father ignored her naked body. But after walking a few steps out of the bathroom, they felt something different.

Neither father nor daughter dared to look directly at each other, but they were thinking the same thing: the videotape.

Their arms tightened around each other. When Dad put Xiaoling on her bed, Xiaoling's arms remained wrapped tightly around his neck, refusing to let him go.

Dad kissed his daughter on the cheek and said, "Good Xiaoling, stop being naughty, let go of Daddy."

He meant to coax his daughter, but this kiss only made Xiaoling lose control.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but once it happens, anything can continue to develop. Xiaoling clung tightly to her father, her hot body pressed against his. Dad's hands touched his daughter's smooth, pink body, and he too began to lose control.

Only when his daughter finally released her did Dad manage to catch his breath. He needed to escape from his daughter's room as quickly as possible; he couldn't resist such temptation.

But Xiaoling didn't give him a chance to escape. She spread her arms wide, unfurling the entire blanket. Her youthful, radiant body was completely exposed to her father.

Xiaoling's delicate, flawless skin was as white as jade. Her rounded breasts, though not as full and large as her mother's, were even more exquisite and lovely. With her rapid breathing, her snow-white, translucent breasts rose and fell rapidly, her areolas turning a vibrant peach-pink. Her flat stomach trembled slightly, and her two shapely, long legs fully displayed her graceful figure. Her tightly closed legs protected her most precious, fragrant garden, with only a small patch of thick, dark grass covering the raised mound.

Looking at his daughter's beautiful body, the father was almost unable to control himself. He mustered all his reason to fight against his impure thoughts, gritting his teeth as he said to Xiaoling, "Child, we can't do this. We can't make the same mistake again."

Xiaoling simply said in a sweet voice, "Daddy."

The father looked at his daughter's face; a blush of crimson clouded her cheeks, her large, watery eyes gazing at him with longing, and a glistening tear hanging from the corner of each eye.

The father reached out to wipe away his daughter's tears, and Xiaoling immediately grabbed his hands and pressed them to her chest. At the same time, she parted her two snow-white, perfect legs, revealing her pink and tightly closed crimson vulva.

The father's penis was already as hard as an iron pillar, though it wasn't visible because of the extra layers of clothing he was wearing. His hands were pressed against her delicate breasts, and he felt a surge of excitement. The last vestige of reason in his mind was swept away by his daughter's alluring body.

There were no moral constraints in his mind; in his eyes, there was only his daughter's naked, glistening body.

He greedily caressed his daughter's delicate skin, her tender and beautiful body already igniting a burning desire within him.

The father cupped Xiaoling's fair and exquisite feet in his hands, gently kneading them and lightly nibbling at them with his teeth. Xiaoling's feet were so delicate and fair they were almost translucent, inspiring an urge to kiss them. Her exquisitely smooth arches traced a beautiful curve, and her small, neat toenails and beautiful, smooth ankles made her irresistibly alluring.

The father's hand slid forward along his daughter's long, slender, fair legs, his tongue continuing to lick and suckle her soft, white thighs. His daughter's glistening, beautiful legs were so delicate and soft, almost translucent.

The father's head reached the base of Xiaoling's legs, and Xiaoling, with soft, seductive moans, slowly parted her alluring thighs. In the triangle where her snow-white legs and lower abdomen met, beneath the dense, soft black pubic hair, a pink, mysterious garden had opened its locked doors to the father.

With his soft tongue, Dad opened the gates of her paradise. The delicate, sensitive clitoris, the smooth, full vulva, and the pink, tender entrance awaited his exploration. His tongue lingered on his daughter's rosy, delicate land, occasionally parting her two tender labia and squeezing into the narrow passage to tease and tantalize.

His hand had already reached the highest point of Xiaoling's body; her glistening, white breasts were not only smooth and elastic but also exuded a unique, intoxicating sweetness, making him linger and caress them.

Under Dad's tender care, Xiaoling's paradise was already overflowing with desire. Her two jade-like breasts stood tall and proud, their two pink nipples erect, and her long, snow-white thighs trembled slightly. The fire of desire within her was already burning fiercely.

Her father's limbs, like vines, entwined around his daughter's dazzling body, clinging to her like glue, constantly savoring her delicate, fair skin. His saliva clung to her fair shoulders, armpits, breasts, lower abdomen, mons pubis, thighs, calves, and ankles.

Consumed by lust, Xiaoling began to plead, her anxious moans reminding her father that she needed true love, the kind of true love that could only be satisfied by a man's thick, powerful member. The father, heartbroken for his daughter, quickly stripped off his clothes, his thick, powerful penis already hard and ready.

He leaned down and pressed himself against Xiaoling, whose legs parted to welcome his penis. He expertly aimed the head of his large penis at his target: the entrance to his daughter's tender, alluring vagina, a place both familiar and unfamiliar to him. Although it was his second visit, the last time he had explored it unknowingly; this time, it was a true intrusion.

The head of his penis plunged into his daughter's vagina, and he felt a warmth and smoothness. He hoisted his daughter's soft, snow-white thighs onto his shoulders, steadied her smooth, round buttocks with both hands, and then slowly pushed his penis to the end of her vagina.

As her father's penis entered, Xiaoling felt her vagina swell to its fullness. Her father's thick penis felt like a pillar of fire burning her lower body, giving her an intense feeling of excitement. Deep within her vagina, a clear spring flowed, attempting to extinguish the burning flames.

Her father moved slowly and rhythmically back and forth, his penis repeatedly cultivating the rich and fresh soil, his hands grasping and kneading his daughter's firm, lustrous breasts.

With the changes in his daughter's body, the speed of his penis's movements increased. With each powerful thrust of his glans, striking the smooth cervix, Xiaoling involuntarily cried out "Ah!" The cries grew louder and more wanton with each forceful penetration.

Father and daughter released their passion in this illicit act; the father repeatedly filled his daughter's vagina with his semen, pushing her to the peak of pleasure time and again. They were lost in the pleasures of sex, greedily indulging in each other's bodies without restraint, casting aside all moral considerations.

Satisfied with their desires, the father and daughter collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep. Xiaoling lay on her back, one of her small hands still clutching her father's now-limp penis. The father lay on his side beside his daughter, his hand resting on her breast, which he had kneaded until it was red. One of his thighs was pressed against Xiaoling's two

long, slender, white legs. They were both awakened by a scream. Opening their eyes simultaneously, they saw their mother staring at them with a look of shock and disbelief, shouting loudly. Xiaoling was stunned, while the father, filled with shame, frantically dressed.

The mother turned angrily and walked out, and Xiaoling suddenly woke up. Without bothering to dress, she chased after her. As soon as her mother opened the door, before she could even step out, Xiaoling collapsed to the ground, clinging to her mother's legs and crying, "Mommy, Mommy, it's all my fault, it's not Daddy's fault. Please listen to me."

The door was open, and the cold wind, carrying snowflakes, blew in. Ignoring the cold, Xiaoling clung tightly to her mother's legs, afraid her mother would leave. Her mother stood expressionless in the doorway, tears welling in her eyes, her body trembling.

Her father brought a blanket and covered his daughter with it, then took his wife's hand and said, "It's all my fault. You should come inside first, don't let the child get cold."

Although the mother was furious, her maternal instincts prevented her from seeing her daughter suffer in the cold. She knelt down, helped her daughter up, and then pulled her into her room.

Xiaoling clung to her mother's arm, refusing to let go. The mother and daughter closed the door as soon as they entered, while the father waited outside, unaware of their conversation.

He felt as if an eternity had passed. He knocked several times, but there was no response, fueling his anxiety.

When the door finally opened, the mother and daughter appeared at the entrance. The wife's face remained clouded with worry, while the daughter, though her face was streaked with tears, wore a faint smile. Out of love for her daughter, the mother forgave their affair. This calmed the father's panicked heart somewhat.

After a period of awkwardness, the family returned to normal. The father, feeling guilty towards his wife, became even more respectful. The daughter, having agreed to her mother's conditions, studied even harder.

When the college entrance exam was over, Xiaoling excitedly ran home. She told her parents, "The exam is over, and I feel great!"

Sure enough, Xiaoling was admitted to a top national university with excellent grades. When she showed her mother the acceptance letter, her mother burst into tears of joy.

Just then, the phone rang. The mother picked it up and heard it was someone from her husband's workplace congratulating him. The person immediately said, "Sister-in-law, you're now the mayor's wife!"

That evening, the whole family gathered together. Xiaoling showed her father her acceptance letter and said, "My mission is complete." Her father, in turn, showed her a transfer order and said, "Good girl, my mission is complete too."

The mother looked at the father and daughter with a happy smile. She knew that the family's success today was all thanks to her precious daughter. Her only worry was whether the father and daughter would continue their illicit affair.

Xiaoling held a photograph in her hands, two streams of tears slowly flowing from her eyes. The photograph showed a middle-aged couple embracing each other affectionately, their faces beaming with happiness. Behind them, a pretty high school girl playfully leaned on their shoulders.

The couple in the photo were Xiaoling and her parents; it was taken two years ago. At that time, Xiaoling had just been admitted to a top high school in the city, and her father had just been promoted to director of the city's land administration bureau. On this double occasion, the family of three went to a grand hotel to celebrate.

In this elegant setting, the father affectionately said to Xiaoling, "My good daughter, among all of us promoted cadres, you are the best. Other people's children are either naughty or don't study hard. My dear daughter, make your father proud and strive to get into Tsinghua or Peking University."

Xiaoling smiled gently and said, "Yes, ma'am. But Dad has to promise me one thing."

The father laughed and said, "Alright, now tell me your conditions. What are they?"

Xiaoling said, "If I get into a top high school, Dad will become a bureau chief. If I get into a top university, Dad should get promoted again."

Upon hearing this, the mother said, "You silly girl, if Dad gets promoted again, he'll become the mayor! That means..." "What do you say?"

Dad laughed, patting Xiaoling's head. "Okay, Dad's only forty. With a little effort, it's still possible."

Mom was also happy to hear this. She poured Xiaoling a drink and said, "Xiaoling, as long as you're successful in the future, that's all that matters. Dad and Mom hope you can be even more capable."

Xiaoling said, "Mom, Dad and I both have goals. What are your plans, Mom?"

Mom said, "Me? I'll just take care of your logistical support. Is that okay?"

Xiaoling said, "Okay! Isn't it said that behind every successful man is a woman's support? How can Dad thank Mom?"

Dad called over a waiter and whispered a few words in his ear. The waiter nodded and left. Xiaoling, confused, kept asking him questions, but her father just smiled and shook his head, saying nothing.

After a while, the waiter returned. He came to her mother with a bunch of red roses and respectfully handed them to her, saying, "Madam, this is a dozen red roses from your husband. He wishes you to always be as beautiful and charming as you are tonight."

Her mother accepted the roses, her face flushed with excitement. She didn't know what to do and after a long while, she whispered, "Thank you."

Xiaoling stood there, mouth agape, staring blankly at everything. She only came to her senses when her father gently took her mother's hand. Xiaoling clapped her hands vigorously and said, "How romantic! Long live Dad!"

Just then, the hotel manager came over and said, "Director Wang, let's take a picture to commemorate this moment."

Dad quickly said, "Okay." He then pulled his wife to stand up, and the two stood side by side, their arms wrapped around each other's waists. Xiaoling leaned on her parents' shoulders.

After the hotel manager took out his camera and took pictures of them, he said ingratiatingly to Xiaoling's father, "Director Wang, you are handsome and dashing, your wife is beautiful and generous, and with such a lively and lovely daughter, you truly have the happiest family in the world."

The father waved his hand and said, "Oh, no, no, you're too kind."

Actually, Xiaoling's father was known as a handsome man at his workplace, and her mother was the most beautiful girl in her university. Although she was nearly forty, she took excellent care of her health. Her skin was still fair and delicate, and due to regular aerobics, she remained slender and curvaceous, comparable to a woman in her twenties.

It was quite late after dinner. As soon as they got home, Xiaoling's father said, "Xiaoling, it's too late, go to bed."

Xiaoling agreed, went to the kitchen to wash up, and then went back to her room and lay down on the bed. Because she was so excited, Xiaoling couldn't sleep at all. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She didn't know how much time had passed, but just as Xiaoling was drifting off to sleep,

she heard a strange sound coming from her parents' room. Xiaoling was instantly wide awake. She lay on her back, listening intently to the sounds coming from her parents' room. It was her parents whispering, mixed with her mother's moans.

Xiaoling became excited again. Although she was only fifteen, she was already experiencing the stirrings of first love. She had learned a great deal about relationships between men and women from books and newspapers. She thought her parents might be making love, and a desire to eavesdrop arose within her.

Xiaoling slowly got out of bed, afraid to put on her shoes for fear of making a noise. Barefoot, she walked to the door, opened it a crack, and squatted down, pressing her ear against the crack.

Xiaoling's family lived in two rooms; her bedroom and her parents' bedroom doors faced each other, very close together. As soon as the door was opened a crack, the sounds coming from her parents' room immediately became much louder. Xiaoling held her breath, listening intently. Although it was difficult to hear, she could still clearly hear the sounds from her parents' room. She considered sneaking to her parents' door several times, but she didn't have the courage; after all, she was eavesdropping on her parents' private affairs.

The mother's voice came through: "No, Xiaoling might not be asleep yet."

The father said, "It's been so long, this girl must be dreaming by now. Look how big it is today!"

The mother said, "Stop bragging, I won't bite it no matter what. It's big, much smaller than in the video."

Then came the father's soft pleading, but the mother didn't speak. After a while, Xiaoling heard her father murmur, "Ah...so comfortable, Sufeng, your mouth is getting better and better, it feels so good to bite." A moment

later, she heard her father say, "I'll lick it for you too." Then came the mother's heavy breathing, her soft moans reaching Xiaoling's ears, making her feel hot all over.

Then she heard her mother say, "Okay, let it in quickly, I can't take it anymore."

Her mother continued to moan, the sounds growing louder. The bed creaked slightly, and there were soft thuds and the sounds of flesh colliding.

Xiaoling unconsciously stuck her head out of the room, her eyes fixed on her parents' door, her neck craning forward. But she didn't dare sneak into their room to eavesdrop.

After a long while, the sounds from her mother's room gradually subsided. But occasional giggles could still be heard. Xiaoling stretched her stiff body and slowly went back to bed.

She didn't sleep well all night; her mind was filled with images of her parents in bed. She finally drifted off to sleep just before dawn.

Not long after Dad became the bureau chief, they moved into their new home. It was a large three-bedroom apartment, which made Mom incredibly happy. But their happiness was short-lived. Dad's work and social engagements increased. He came home very late every day, and sometimes he didn't come home at all.

Mom's mood worsened. Although she always forced a smile in front of Xiaoling, she was filled with pain inside. But Xiaoling didn't notice any of this. Every day on her way to and from school, she would sweetly say to her mother, "Goodbye, dear Mom."

Seeing her beautiful and obedient daughter, Mom felt a little comforted. Xiaoling was not only a good student but also lively and active, and she was also the class's sports and arts representative. The class organized an aerobics training class, and Xiaoling naturally became a member.

As soon as she got home from school, she excitedly shouted, "Mom, Mom! I have good news for you! I joined the class's aerobics class, and there will be a competition later!"

Her mother's face lit up with a smile when she saw her daughter. She pulled Xiaoling along and said, "Good girl, you have to practice hard. Aerobics is very tough."

Xiaoling nodded and said, "Mom, you practice every day, right? Teach me, okay? I'll practice with you every day, okay?"

Her mother said, "Okay, go do your homework first, I'll make you dinner. I'll teach you after dinner."

After dinner, the mother and daughter rested for a while, and the mother explained the key points of aerobics to Xiaoling. Then she changed into her aerobics clothes, turned on the TV, and began to demonstrate for Xiaoling.

Seeing her mother's fit and agile movements, Xiaoling couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Mom, I didn't expect you to be so agile at your age."

Her mother stopped and said, "Stop flattering me, hurry up and change your clothes."

Xiaoling said, "Change what clothes? I don't have any."

Her mother said, "Then take off your outer clothes. There's no one else at home anyway. Wearing too many clothes is cumbersome."

As Xiaoling took off her clothes, she muttered, "What if Dad comes back?"

Her mother's face darkened, and she said, "Stop muttering. He's not coming back."

Xiaoling stood beside her mother in her underwear. Her mother glanced at Xiaoling; she hadn't paid attention to her daughter in a long time. Xiaoling had grown to be as tall as her mother. Although only in her teens, she was already quite well-developed. Her breasts were now high and full, and her small bra could no longer contain them. Her skin had become increasingly fair and delicate, and her small buttocks were becoming more rounded.

The mother gazed at her daughter intently, remembering how beautiful and alluring she herself had been in her youth. Her daughter in her early years was practically a carbon copy of herself from over twenty years ago. She sighed, thinking that if she were still the same as before, her husband would never have been running around like this.

Xiaoling saw her mother standing there motionless, unaware of her mother's worries. She whispered, urging, "Mom, let's start."

Her mother snapped out of her reverie and said, "Okay."

Xiaoling began practicing with her mother. The aerobics looked simple, but once you started jumping, it was surprisingly tiring. Before long, Xiaoling was panting heavily, sweat pouring down her body like a waterfall.

She stopped, panting, and said, "Okay, Mom. I'm exhausted."

Her bra and panties were soaked with sweat, sticking uncomfortably to her skin. Xiaoling didn't care anymore; she casually pulled off her bra and panties and sat down naked on the floor.

The mother stopped and said, "Xiaoling, get up quickly, you'll catch a cold." She reached out and pulled her daughter up, saying, "You're so young, and you're already this tired from such a simple activity. How can you keep going like this?"

Xiaoling reluctantly stood up and said, "Mom, I'm really tired."

The mother said, "Alright, go find some clothes and put them on. What kind of behavior is this?"

Xiaoling said, "Anyway, there's no one else at home. If I wear clothes, I'll have to wash another one."

The mother had no choice but to let her continue, and the two jumped around for a while longer. Because she wasn't wearing anything, Xiaoling's well-developed breasts bounced violently up and down as she jumped, making her very uncomfortable.

After watching her practice, her mother said, "Okay, that's enough for today. Go take a shower. I'll buy you some clothes tomorrow."

Xiaoling felt like she'd been granted a pardon. She happily hugged her mother, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Thank you, Mom." She then ran into the bathroom.

After showering for a while, Xiaoling called to her mother, "Mom, scrub my back."

Her mother came into the bathroom and scrubbed her daughter's back.

Xiaoling said, "Mom, aren't you going to shower? I'll scrub your back too, to be filial to you."

Her mother took off her clothes and showered with her daughter.

As Xiaoling rubbed her mother's back, she exclaimed, "Mom, I really envy you. Your figure is still so good, and your skin is like a young girl's."

Her mother smiled happily, "Don't try to trick me. What are you trying to do? Why are you being so filial today?"

Xiaoling said, "I really don't want to do anything. Mom, you're so beautiful, it makes me look good too. Dad has good taste, hehe."

Mentioning her husband made her mother's heart sink. She was silent for a moment before saying, "What am I? Daughter, you're the one who's enviable. You're a grown woman now."

Xiaoling noticed her mother's expression was a little off. Thinking she had said something wrong, she didn't dare say anything more and just silently rubbed her mother's back.

The mother's mood worsened, and the father's absences from home became more frequent. Every time Xiaoling asked her mother why her father wasn't home, her mother would say, "Dad's very busy. Don't worry about him. Focus on your studies; don't let it affect your schoolwork."

But the melancholy on her mother's face could no longer be hidden, and Xiaoling sensed something was wrong between her parents. She still didn't quite understand why her mother was so worried, or why her father was so busy, so busy he didn't even come home.

Her mother stopped talking, turned around, and hugged her daughter tightly. Water sprayed onto their heads, flowing down their beautiful bodies. Xiaoling buried her head in her mother's chest, burying her face between her breasts like a child. The two remained silent like this for a while before her mother finally released her.

Xiaoling asked her mother in surprise, "Mom, is something bothering you? Is it because Dad is too busy to come home every day?"

Her mother slowly shook her head and said, "Xiaoling, don't think about things like that. As long as you study well, Mom will be happy."

Hearing her mother's insincere words, Xiaoling said, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made that bet with Dad, letting him get promoted... " "What kind of official is he? He's making Dad so busy with work that he can't even take care of Mom anymore."

Mom gave a bitter smile and said, "Alright, stop nagging. Hurry up and get some sleep; you have school tomorrow."

Xiaoling lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. She felt that the laughter and joy in the house were dwindling, and it seemed like her parents were having some kind of conflict. Xiaoling was a very determined girl, and she resolved to help her parents resolve their conflict.

Xiaoling began to pay close attention to her parents' every move. But they hid it well from her. Although Xiaoling always felt something was off between her parents, she couldn't pinpoint the problem.

Finally, one Sunday, Xiaoling told her parents she was going to school for aerobics training. But when she arrived at school, the teacher didn't show up for half the day. After waiting a long time, they received a call: the teacher had gone to the hospital; a family member was hospitalized.

Xiaoling left school, thinking her parents were home, and hurried back to go to the park with them.

When Xiaoling arrived at her door, she could faintly hear arguing coming from inside. Xiaoling pressed her ear to the door; although she couldn't hear clearly, she knew her parents were arguing. Such a thing was almost unheard of in Xiaoling's memory.

She took out her key, gently turned the doorknob, and slowly walked into the house. From inside came her mother's sobbing: "What's wrong with me? I've worried myself sick over this family. And what about you? You're out there seeing other women."

Xiaoling's head buzzed. In her eyes, her father was an upright and responsible man. He had always loved her mother and cared for her deeply. She never imagined he would do something so unforgivable to her mother. If she hadn't heard it from her mother, Xiaoling would never have believed it. Now Xiaoling understood why there was less and less joy in their home.

The father whispered, "Nothing of the sort. Who told you that? How could I do such a thing?"

The mother stopped crying, her voice choked with sobs, "You've always been so courageous and responsible. Why aren't you brave enough today?"

A silence fell over the room, broken only by the mother's soft sobs. Xiaoling stood frozen at the doorway. Her parents were arguing so fiercely that the slight sound of her entering hadn't even caught their attention.

Xiaoling understood why her mother had lost her usual smile, and why her father was always busy until late at night—it was because he had another woman. Although her father wouldn't admit it, she had heard her classmates gossip about how powerful officials like her father often had mistresses or concubines.

Xiaoling wiped the tears from her face, then quietly retreated outside the door. She deliberately banged on the door loudly, making a racket. Pretending not to notice anything, she entered and said, "Our teacher has something to do; there's no practice today. I need to hurry to my classmate's house."

She quickly went to her room and left. Xiaoling didn't dare meet her parents, afraid they would see the tears on her face.

Xiaoling's mind was blank; she wandered aimlessly through the streets for most of the day. She didn't return home until it was almost dark. When she got home, she saw her mother sitting alone on the sofa in the living room; her father was nowhere to be seen.

As soon as her mother saw Xiaoling, she stood up and said, "Where have you been? Are you hungry? Mom has made you some food."

Xiaoling felt like crying as soon as she saw her mother, but she controlled herself. Although she had no appetite, she pretended to eat a little something.

Xiaoling returned to her room and took out the photos from their last meal at the restaurant. The happy smiles of the family in the photos were nowhere to be found, and they hadn't gone out to eat together as a family since then.

Recalling the warmth and happiness of their past, Xiaoling couldn't hold back her tears, which fell onto the photos. So much had changed in just two short years. Thinking that her family might break apart, Xiaoling decided to help her mother win her father back from another woman.

From then on, Xiaoling began to pay attention to her father's activities, but her father was always in his car, how could a middle school student like her possibly find his whereabouts? Helpless, Xiaoling asked her mother, "Mom, why is Dad so busy? He always comes home so late. Sometimes he doesn't come home at all. Where does he usually go?"

Her mother said helplessly, "Who knows? He's like this all the time, he doesn't even care about the family. I don't know what he's doing. Is there something you need from Dad?"

Xiaoling quickly shook her head and said, "Nothing, I just wanted to ask."

It seemed her mother didn't know where her father went either, so Xiaoling had no choice but to give up trying to follow him. She knew her mother was suffering, and she needed to focus on her studies; if her grades were poor, her mother would be even more heartbroken.

Xiaoling had always been one of the top students in her class, but knowing about her parents' conflict had greatly affected her studies. Although she tried her best to control herself, how could she concentrate on her homework in this state of mind?

Finally, the final exams arrived, and Xiaoling had time to track her father's movements. Every day, she hid across from her father's workplace to see where he went after work. But every day, her father would get into his car and leave as soon as he left the office building, leaving Xiaoling anxious and helpless.

One day, Xiaoling had an idea. After watching her father leave, she called his office. A woman answered the phone and asked who she was looking for. Xiaoling said, "I'm looking for my dad."

The woman on the phone said impatiently, "Who is your dad?"

Xiaoling said, "He's your bureau chief."

The woman immediately changed her tone: "Ah, you're Xiaoling. Your dad went to the Hongxiang Hotel."

Xiaoling said, "Thank you," and hung up the phone. She took a taxi straight to the Hongxiang Hotel.

As soon as Xiaoling entered the hotel, she searched everywhere in the lobby, but to no avail. Where was she supposed to look in such a big hotel? She wondered where her father was hiding.

Xiaoling cursed herself for being stupid. Her father was a bureau chief; shouldn't he have at least found a private room or something? She went to look in the private rooms. Just then, she heard singing coming from one of the rooms. Although it wasn't loud, Xiaoling recognized it as her father singing.

Xiaoling held her father in the highest esteem. She thought he was not only handsome and dashing, but also outstanding in every way. Whether it was playing musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, painting, sports, or the arts, he was quite skilled. Xiaoling followed the sound of singing and peeked through the crack in the door. She saw four men sitting on a sofa, each with a woman in their arms. Her father was among them, singing into a microphone while one arm was around a girl.

Xiaoling didn't dare to make a sound, so she hid outside the door. Her father sang very professionally, the result of his hard work practicing in school. As soon as her father finished singing, the couples clapped wildly.

One of the guys fawned over him, saying, "That's wonderful! Mr. Wang's singing is truly excellent, far superior to any of those so-called pop stars."

Dad responded modestly, and the guy added, "With Mr. Wang singing so well, who among us would dare to presume to teach him? How about this, Xiaomin, you sing a song?"

A moment later, a woman's voice came from inside the room, and Xiaoling immediately recognized it as far inferior to her father's singing. After the girl finished singing, the group burst into laughter and chatter.

A man said to the father, "Mr. Wang, don't you think Xiaomin sings quite well? She's only eighteen. Let her keep you company when you get tired."

The father mumbled an agreement. The man then said, "The room is ready for you, room 1516."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoling quietly slipped to the front desk and said, "Please open room 1516."

The female receptionist gave her a strange look, then checked the records. Sure enough, someone had already booked the room, so she led Xiaoling inside.

Xiaoling looked around the room and then found a place to hide. After a long while, she heard the door open. Xiaoling peeked in and saw her father staggering in.

As soon as he entered, he took off his shirt and pants, revealing a muscular physique. Xiaoling sighed, marveling at how different her father was from others. Although he was already in his early forties and held the position of bureau chief, he was nothing like the other leaders who were all obese and had protruding bellies.

Her father, wearing shorts, went into the bathroom, and the sound of running water could be heard. Xiaoling didn't see Xiaomin; perhaps her father didn't want her.

A moment later, her father emerged from the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel and looking around the room. Terrified, Xiaoling hid behind the curtains, too scared to even breathe.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Her father dropped the towel and went to open it. Xiaoling peeked in and saw her father embracing a scantily clad girl as they entered. They were laughing and kissing, caressing each other.

The girl was wearing only a small tank top, and her short skirt barely covered her buttocks. She reached out and pulled down the only pair of shorts Wang was wearing, grabbing his erect penis and taking it into her mouth.

The sight made Xiaoling blush furiously. She was a young girl, and seeing such a sensual performance, how could she resist? Xiaoling was terrified and quickly closed her eyes, but her father's heavy breathing still pierced her ears, making her own breathing rapid.

Out of curiosity, Xiaoling peeked open one eye and saw her father's enormous penis moving in and out of the girl's mouth. It was the first time Xiaoling had ever seen a real man's penis, and she was stunned by her father's enormous size. After watching for a while, Xiaoling couldn't help but widen her eyes, staring intently at the two people writhing on the bed.

Her father seemed very happy; he stroked the girl's hair with one hand and said, "Good, good, your little mouth is really good. Lick it well for me again, so my thing will be even stronger."

The girl licked even more vigorously, then she straightened up and took off her clothes. She wasn't wearing any underwear.

After taking off her tank top and skirt, she was immediately naked. She twisted her body, gently kneading her breasts, and said, "How is it, Mr. Wang? Not bad, right?"

The father chuckled and said, "Yes, a truly devilish figure. Come here, let me touch you, where's the smoothest part?"

The girl fell into the father's arms, and his hands roamed over her body. The girl giggled and asked him, "How do I compare to your wife?"

The father said, "You're young and beautiful, much better than that middle-aged woman."

Hearing them talk about her mother, Xiaoling couldn't hold back any longer. She suddenly jumped out from behind the curtains and stood in front of them. The father and the girl were startled, and the girl screamed. The father quickly covered himself with the sheet, and upon closer inspection, he saw it was indeed his daughter, Xiaoling.

The father couldn't help but call out, "Xiaoling, is that you?"

Xiaoling shouted angrily, "Yes, it's me."

The girl, seeing she was a female student, assumed she was also Mr. Wang's mistress. She immediately calmed down and pretended to greet him, "Hello, little girl, were you also sent by Mr. Wang? He's so wicked, trying to kill two birds with one stone!"

Xiaoling glared at her and said, "Shut up!" Then she pulled the girl from her father's arms.

Xiaoling had been very active in various extracurricular activities at school, and she was much stronger than the average girl. With a strong pull, the girl immediately rolled off the bed.

Xiaoling pointed at the girl and said, "Is she beautiful? Has a great figure? Is she young?"

The more she spoke, the angrier Xiaoling became. Suddenly, she stripped naked. Xiaoling's body was remarkably well-developed. Her breasts, inherited from her mother, were round and high. Her skin was delicate and smooth, and her two flawless white legs were straight and long. The dark pubic hair between her legs was dazzling.

Xiaoling took a step forward and said, "Is she more beautiful than me? Has a better figure than me? Is she younger than me? You've lost all sense of shame; you want everyone. I'm a young girl too, why don't you want me?"

Her father stared in astonishment at his naked daughter. Suddenly, he jumped up in anger and slapped her across the face. Xiaoling was stunned. Her father had never hit her before; he had only ever doted on her.

Tears welled up in Xiaoling's eyes. She quickly pulled her coat over her shoulders, stuffed her bra and panties into her pockets, and ran out.

Xiaoling hailed a taxi, crying. The driver found the young woman strange. Her thin coat couldn't conceal her full figure, and her nipples were clearly visible. But at the hotel entrance, the driver had seen far too many things like this, some even worse. He was unfazed and drove Xiaoling home.

As soon as Xiaoling entered her home, she burst into tears. She ran to her room and buried her face in her bed, sobbing uncontrollably. Her mother, seeing Xiaoling return like this, quickly followed to comfort her. Xiaoling sobbed even harder, clinging to her mother.

Her observant mother noticed her daughter wasn't wearing a bra and had a red handprint on her face. Panicked, she grabbed her daughter and asked urgently, "Xiaoling, what happened? Who bullied you?"

Xiaoling cried, "It was Daddy. He was with another woman. I told him off, but he wouldn't listen and slapped me." Xiaoling then told her mother everything that had happened at the hotel.

Her mother already knew about her husband's affairs, and seeing that her daughter hadn't been bullied, she felt a little relieved. She sighed and said, "Child, it's so hard for you to do this. Your father doesn't care about this family anymore. You should just leave him alone."

Xiaoling, hearing her mother's words, asked in surprise, "Mom, are you just going to watch Dad not come home and go see other women?"

Her mother said, "I've tried to persuade him so many times, but he always denies having other women outside. Today you saw it with your own eyes, and he even hit you. It seems he's made up his mind not to want us, mother and daughter."

Xiaoling lowered her head and remained silent. She didn't dare tell her father that he hit her because she had been completely naked in front of him. Her mother, noticing Xiaoling wasn't wearing underwear, was also a little confused, but she didn't press the matter further.

Xiaoling was silent for a moment, then said, "Mom, what are you going to do?"

Tears streamed down her mother's face. She hugged her daughter and said, "Child, don't leave Mom. I'm going to divorce your father."

Xiaoling was shocked. She couldn't believe her ears, thinking her mother was just saying it in anger. But seeing her mother's resolute expression, Xiaoling knew her mother was telling the truth. She cried, "Mom, what am I going to do? I still want Dad. Can't you not get a divorce?"

Her mother sighed and said, "I don't want to either. With your father like this, how can Mom live with him?"

Xiaoling said nothing more; she lay on the bed, sobbing. Heartbroken, how could a teenager bear such a blow?

Seeing her daughter's anguish, the mother's tears also streamed down her face. Neither mother nor daughter spoke, silently weeping.

It was already late when Xiaoling groggily woke up. She got out of bed to go to the bathroom and saw the light still on in her mother's room, from which she could hear her parents arguing.

Xiaoling listened carefully as she reached the door. Her father was shouting, "Fine, fine, if you want a divorce, we'll get one, but Xiaoling has to stay with me."

Her mother sobbed, "No, you've been unfaithful to the family. I can't let you lead Xiaoling astray."

Xiaoling suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in. Her parents immediately fell silent upon seeing her.

Xiaoling said, "Dad, Mom, did you get my consent to the divorce?"

Her mother remained silent. Her father said, "Xiaoling, it was your mother who brought up the divorce. This is an adult matter, so don't interfere."

Xiaoling burst into tears, saying, "How is this your business? What will I do if you get divorced?"

Her mother hugged Xiaoling, and the two of them cried together.

Xiaoling pleaded, "Dad, Mom, please don't get a divorce, okay?"

Her mother shook her head and said, "No, he's seeing other women outside and doesn't care about this family at all."

Xiaoling said, "Mom, Dad still loves you. Ask him if you don't believe me. Am I right, Dad?"

Dad nodded and said, "Yes, I've wronged you outside, but sometimes I have no choice. All the cadres are like this nowadays, I'm just following the crowd, it's just an act."

Mom said, "What do you mean, following the crowd? Are you corrupt? Taking bribes?"

Dad said, "Don't talk nonsense, I wouldn't dare."

Mom still pressed, "Then how dare you see other women?"

Dad stopped talking, and Xiaoling took Dad's hand and said, "Dad, you are..." "Why?"

Dad gave a bitter smile, patted Xiaoling's head, and said, "Child, it's Dad who's sorry. Sometimes I know I'm wrong, but sometimes I can't control myself. From now on, you have to be obedient with Mom. Dad will help you if anything happens." After saying that, he turned to his wife and said, "Okay, after the divorce, Xiaoling will stay with you. If anything happens, let her come to me."

After saying that, Dad took a pillow and lay down on the sofa in the living room. Mom leaned against the bed blankly, and Xiaoling returned to her room in a daze, lay down on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

For three days in a row, Dad came home early. Because it was summer vacation, Xiaoling stayed at home all day and didn't go out. As soon as Dad came home, he chatted with Xiaoling and cooked delicious food for her himself. Xiaoling knew her father couldn't bear to part with her, so he was using this last chance to care for her.

That night, her mother slept in the bedroom, while her father rested on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing her once happy family about to fall apart, Xiaoling was devastated. She went to her mother, who said, "It's all his fault! If he hadn't found other women, this wouldn't have happened!" But seeing Xiaoling's pleading, her mother wavered. She said to Xiaoling, "Xiaoling, if your father doesn't find other women anymore, I won't divorce him."

A few days later, her father started staying out all night again. Not only was her mother angry, but Xiaoling was also furious. It seemed her father was truly beyond redemption. Seeing her mother's pained face, Xiaoling resolved to make her father change and stop seeing other women.

Xiaoling had made all the preparations and was just waiting for her chance. That day, before her mother even got off work, her father was brought home by his colleagues; he had drunk too much at the lunch banquet.

Looking at her father lying on the bed, Xiaoling was engaged in a fierce internal struggle. Finally, Xiaoling gritted her teeth; so that her parents could stay home, she resolved to sacrifice herself.

Xiaoling took out the camera from home and adjusted the focus on the bed. Then she sprinkled the aphrodisiac powder she had prepared beforehand into a glass of water, filled it with water, and fed it to her father.

After doing all this, Xiaoling silently lay down beside her father, closing her eyes tightly. A short while later, her drowsy father began to move, his hands groping on the bed. When he touched Xiaoling, blinded by lust, he recklessly pressed himself against her, frantically tearing at her clothes.

Xiaoling closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her face. She clenched her teeth, letting her father do as he pleased. In

a few swift movements, her father ripped off the few clothes she was wearing, then pulled out his already rock-hard penis and thrust it into her vagina.

It was Xiaoling's first time being penetrated by a man; she was so nervous that she felt no desire whatsoever, and her vagina was dry and devoid of lubrication. When her father's thick penis broke through her hymen, Xiaoling felt waves of intense pain. She couldn't help but cry out, tears streaming down her face.

After thrusting his penis all the way in, the father didn't stop, but began to pump forcefully. His sharply defined penis scraped against Xiaoling's dry vaginal walls, bringing her immense pain. Xiaoling gritted her teeth and endured it. Although tears blurred her vision, preventing her from seeing her father's expression, she could tell from his movements and breathing that he was very excited.

Xiaoling's pale body was pressed beneath her father's strong frame. She squeezed her legs together, trying to slow the pace of his thrusts to lessen her pain, but this only excited him more. His movements became even more powerful; with each entry, his enormous glans touched his daughter's tender clitoris.

Under her father's intense stimulation, the pain in Xiaoling's lower body gradually disappeared. Instead, a strange pleasure washed over her, a pleasure emanating from deep within her vagina, a sensation Xiaoling had never experienced before. Xiaoling unconsciously moaned twice, her legs spreading wide. Her vagina became even wetter, and each time her father's penis withdrew, it brought out a lot of red fluid—virgin blood mixed with her vaginal fluid. The fluid flowed down Xiaoling's snow-white buttocks onto the bed, soaking a large area. Just

as Xiaoling began to feel the pleasure of sex, before she could even savor this wondrous sensation, her father's penis thrust forward violently, gushing streams of hot semen into her uterus. Xiaoling tensed, her mind a jumble, and she knew nothing more. She

didn't know how much time had passed before she came to her senses. She pushed her father off her, and when she sat up, she saw a pool of blood between her legs—her most precious possession was gone. She covered her face with her hands and cried again.

After crying for a while, Xiaoling got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash herself. Her father had been incredibly skilled; he had penetrated her so deeply that her labia were slightly swollen, and she was unsteady on her feet. Xiaoling washed the blood off her father's penis, her heart pounding as she gripped it. She couldn't help but fondle his penis for a while before letting go. Xiaoling washed the sheets and put the camera away. Only after she was sure there were no further damages did she go back to her room, lie down on the bed, and fall asleep.

When Mom came home, she saw the sheets hanging outside to dry and thought, "Who's so diligent?" Entering the bedroom, she found her husband still fast asleep on the bed. He reeked of alcohol; Mom knew he was drunk and assumed he'd vomited on the sheets.

Seeing Xiaoling also asleep, Mom shook her head, "What's wrong with you today? Sleeping so soundly. You're exhausted after washing just one sheet?" She didn't wake anyone and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

Xiaoling was woken up by her mother for dinner, but she was too tired to eat. However, to avoid arousing her mother's suspicion, Xiaoling forced a few bites and went back to sleep.

The next morning, Xiaoling woke up to find her mother getting ready for work alone. Xiaoling asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"

Her mother looked at her daughter helplessly, "He was picked up by his workplace a long time ago. They said he's going on a long study tour. Who knows what he's studying? He's just using public funds to travel and have fun."

Xiaoling said "Oh," and her mother said, "I have to go now. Study hard at home. You didn't do well on your exams this year. You're a sensible child, don't worry your mother." Then she hurried away.

Xiaoling washed up; she still felt some discomfort in her lower body and her gait was slightly unsteady. Xiaoling took out the video she had taken yesterday and watched it. In the video, her father's strong body was pressed down on her flawless skin, his thick, long penis thrusting wildly inside her tender vagina. Watching herself in pain as her father raped her,

Xiaoling's eyes welled up with tears again. She watched the video over and over, and gradually her emotions changed. From pain to calm, she was eventually moved by her own moans; her face flushed, and her genitals felt itchy. A faint longing stirred within her for her father's penis to penetrate her again.

Xiaoling hid the videotape, waiting for her father to return so she could show it to him. She would use this tape to force her father to submit, to stop him from seeking out other women.

Unexpectedly, her father's absence lasted for nearly two months, and Xiaoling started her senior year of high school. The most terrifying thing was that her period hadn't come, and she felt waves of fear washing over her. But she didn't dare tell her mother, because that would ruin all her plans. Besides, who knew what her mother would do if she found out?

That day, after finishing her aerobics practice after school, it was already quite late. Xiaoling hurried home, and as soon as she entered, she saw her parents sitting solemnly on the sofa.

Seeing her father return, Xiaoling excitedly shouted, "Dad, you're back! I missed you so much!"

Dad still didn't smile, only grunted and said, "Put your things away, I have something to tell you, hurry up."

Xiaoling ran back to her room. Seeing her parents' expressions, she thought they were going to talk about divorce.

Xiaoling put her things away and reluctantly went to the living room. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, her father asked her, "Xiaoling, who is that man?"

Xiaoling, confused, said, "Dad, what did you say? What man?"

Mom, her face pale with anger, yelled at Xiaoling, "Stop pretending! I'm asking you, when does your period start?"

Xiaoling panicked even more, her face flushed, and she stammered, "My period is..." "It's the fifth, not... I... I... Mom, why are you asking this?"

Mom said, "Do you think I don't know? I'm your mother. You haven't had your period for two months, you're pregnant."

Dad said, "Xiaoling, you've disappointed me so much. You're so young, how could you do such a thing? Tell me who that man is! I'll settle the score with him!"

Seeing her parents' anxious and angry expressions, Xiaoling didn't dare tell the truth. She was heartbroken and sobbed uncontrollably, leaning on the sofa armrest.

Mom also cried, lamenting, "What sins have I committed? My husband is having affairs, and even my daughter is doing this! How am I supposed to live?"

Dad, furious, pressed Xiaoling for answers.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, Xiaoling said to her parents, "Okay, I'll tell you. Please don't be angry, Mom and Dad." She went back to her room and brought out the videotape.

When her father saw on television how he was abusing his daughter, he was stunned.

Her mother, upon seeing this, immediately lunged at him, punching him repeatedly and yelling, "You bastard! You won't even spare your own daughter! I'll beat you to death, you beast! I'll beat you to death!"

Xiaoling cried and clung to her mother, trying to stop her from hitting her father. Her father, head bowed, was also in tears.

Xiaoling pushed her mother away and knelt down in front of her parents with a thud, saying, "Mom, it's not Dad's fault. I did it myself. Hit me if you want."

Her parents were stunned and stared at Xiaoling for a long time. Her mother asked Xiaoling in a trembling voice, "Why...why did you do this?"

Xiaoling cried and said, "I can't bear to leave Dad and Mom. You're getting a divorce, what am I going to do? I did this so that Dad wouldn't find other women outside. That way, Mom wouldn't divorce Dad."

Hearing Xiaoling's sobs, her mother hugged her and cried, "My silly child, how could you do such a foolish thing?"

Her father was also filled with remorse, and the three of them embraced and wept. After a long period of heartbreak, everyone gradually calmed down.

The father hugged his daughter and said, "Xiaoling, from today onwards, Daddy will never see another woman."

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Xiaoling's tear-streaked face. She hugged her father's neck and jumped up and down happily, "Good Daddy, good Daddy. You're such a good daddy." She then turned to her mother and said, "Mom, Daddy has reformed, please don't divorce him, okay?"

Her mother hesitated, conflicted. Just then, Xiaoling suddenly felt nauseous and quickly ran to the bathroom to vomit.

Her mother came in to comfort her. After washing up, Xiaoling took her mother's hand and asked, "Mommy, did you promise me?"

Looking at her daughter's pleading expression and remembering the price she had paid for this, how could she possibly hurt her daughter again?

The mother nodded helplessly. Xiaoling nestled in her mother's arms and cried excitedly.

The family ate a simple dinner, and then the mother told Xiaoling to lie down and rest. She went to the living room, where her father was leaning back on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. She sat down next to her husband and said, "What should we do?"

Her father sighed and asked, "What do you mean, what should we do?"

Her mother said, "Xiaoling is pregnant; she needs an abortion right away."

Her father nodded and said, "I'll take her tomorrow. You should ask the school for leave."

Her mother said, "Okay, but don't do it in this city; find a place a little further away."

Her father nodded. He took his wife's hand and said, "It's all my fault. I'm not only sorry to you, but I've also gotten Xiaoling into this mess. Can you forgive me?"

Her mother leaned into his arms and murmured, "As long as you can change, I've never held anything against you."

Hearing this, her father was deeply moved and hugged his wife tightly, kissing her lips. The two hadn't kissed so sincerely in a very long time. Mom closed her eyes, savoring this tender moment.

Dad kissed his wife, his hands slipping inside her clothes to caress her smooth skin.

Mom's breathing grew heavier and heavier. She turned her head away, saying, "Not here, carry me back inside."

Dad stood up, his erect penis already pressing against his thighs, creating a large bulge. He didn't carry his wife; instead, he knelt before her, holding her legs and pulling her aside to sit on the edge of the sofa. Then he lifted his wife's skirt, revealing her two white thighs and small panties.

His wife's panties were thin and small, barely covering her thighs, her dark pubic hair clearly visible through the thin fabric. The father buried his head between his wife's legs, his face pressed against her delicate thighs, and licked her vulva through her panties with the tip of his tongue. His

wife moaned, leaning back and spreading her legs wider so her husband's mouth could get closer to her tender opening.

His tongue traced patterns on her inner thighs, and she giggled softly. Seeing her panties becoming increasingly wet, he pulled them down.

Her vulva was completely exposed before him; beneath the dark pubic hair, her labia opened and closed with her slightly trembling thighs, glistening with dewdrops. The red opening, like a ripe peach, revealed itself, and a small stream of clear fluid slowly flowed out.

Gazing at his wife's beautiful vulva, the husband longed to devour it immediately. His lips pressed against her labia, his tongue deftly tracing its contours. The passion that surged within them was something they hadn't felt in years; they seemed transported back to their honeymoon.

His wife's long, slender legs clamped tightly around his head, as if afraid he would run away. Her hands slowly kneaded her full breasts, her nipples peeking out from between her fingers. She moaned lasciviously, praising her husband's skill: "Ah...ah...good...so good...just like that...you haven't licked me in so long..."

To please his wife, the husband diligently licked her tender vulva. His wife felt as if her lower body was on fire, burning with intense heat. After the husband's tongue penetrated his wife's vagina for a while, he stood up and stretched his hard cock straight in front of his wife's face.

The wife grabbed her husband's penis, opened her small mouth and swallowed it. Her oral sex skills are quite good. Even though her husband's cock is thick and long, she can still swallow the root. In this way, the goose egg-sized glans slid down her throat until it reached her esophagus.

The two of them had oral sex with each other for a long time, and the wife couldn't stand it anymore. She spit out her huge penis and said, "I can't do it anymore, please fuck me quickly. It's so itchy down there."

The husband lifted his wife's legs and moved her snow-white ass outside the sofa. Then he rubbed the glans on her dripping pussy twice, then thrust it in with a straight back.

Perhaps because it had been a long time since she had been penetrated by a man's penis, her vagina was quite tight. The vaginal walls tightly wrapped around the penis, feeling incredibly hot and pleasurable.

The wife was overwhelmed with pleasure by her husband's vigorous thrusting. She cried out excitedly, praising him repeatedly: "So good, so good... ah... so... amazing... oh... I... so beautiful... you're so... so amazing, you're going to... you're going to fuck me to death... ah..."

Hearing his wife's praise, the husband became even more smug, showing off his skills. He muttered, "Of course, I'm much better than before. A while ago, I did it with three girls in one go."

His words suddenly provoked his wife. She let out a loud groan, twisted her body, and said, "No, get out, don't touch me!" She covered her face with one hand, pushed her husband away with the other, and covered her dripping vulva with her hand, crying.

The husband realized he had let something slip. He immediately knelt before the woman, pleading and begging for her forgiveness. The woman cried and twisted her body, refusing to let him touch her. Seeing that he had no choice but to resort to force, the husband grabbed his wife's arms and thrust his penis into her tender

vagina. His wife resisted half-heartedly, but was quickly penetrated by his penis. He soothed her while moving his penis inside her.

Gradually, the woman's cries subsided, and her resisting arms limply rested on her husband's shoulders. When her cries turned into wanton moans, the husband knew he had overcome this hurdle.

He made his wife turn around and kneel on the sofa, standing behind her and thrusting into her vagina. The sounds of flesh colliding were particularly crisp.

As he thrust hard into his wife's tender vagina, he also caressed her firm, elastic buttocks. When his fingers slid across her anus, he noticed that her round anus was opening and closing.

Looking at his wife's small anus, he couldn't resist poking it twice with his finger.

His wife cried out, "You're so naughty! Don't touch there. It's dirty!"

This only fueled his desire. He pulled his penis out of her vagina and thrust it into her round anus.

Although they had been married for nearly twenty years, this was a rare occurrence for him to have his penis inside her anus. Fortunately, his penis, still wet from being pulled from her vagina, was incredibly slippery despite its size. The woman's anus was tight, and although it hadn't been penetrated often, this wasn't the first time.

He rubbed his penis against her anus, then thrust it forward, the round glans immediately pushing aside the surrounding muscles and sliding inside. The wife felt a slight pain, followed by a tingling, throbbing sensation as the penis penetrated deeper. She couldn't help but cry out loudly, her cries growing louder with each thrust of the penis inside her anus. The painful groans transformed into wanton moans of pleasure, completely forgetting her daughter, Xiaoling, who was just a door away.

Xiaoling had just lain down on the bed when she saw that her parents had satisfied her wishes and were no longer mentioning divorce, and she was thrilled. Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she heard her mother's soft, lewd moans coming from the living room.

Xiaoling recognized her mother's moans; her sleepiness vanished, and she listened intently. Her mother's moans grew louder and louder, making Xiaoling feel feverish all over, especially her tender vulva, which began to itch.

Driven by curiosity, Xiaoling got out of bed and deftly opened the door a crack. The living room was brightly lit, and her father was pinning her mother down on the sofa, vigorously having sex with her. Xiaoling really wanted to go closer and see what her parents were doing. Ever since her first time with her father, she had been very interested in this kind of thing. She also enjoyed watching things related to sex. Although it was her parents making love, she was now pregnant with her father's child, and her sense of shame had long since faded.

Xiaoling peered into the living room and saw her parents' scene in a mirror. The sight of her father's thick, hard penis moving in and out of her mother's red, tender vagina filled Xiaoling with desire. She longed for her father's penis to penetrate her again. She regretted being too nervous when her father deflowered her last time, and not experiencing the same pleasure her mother was now feeling.

What shocked Xiaoling even more was that her father inserted his penis into her mother's anus. Her mother initially cried out in pain, but soon began to moan with pleasure. It seemed that anal penetration was similar to vaginal penetration—painful at first, but pleasurable later.

After her father ejaculated amidst her mother's frantic screams, their passionate lovemaking ended. Her father picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, and Xiaoling collapsed at the doorway. Her hand lingered on her vulva for a long time, the vaginal fluid soaking her panties.

The next day, her father drove Xiaoling to a county hospital more than a hundred miles from the city for an abortion.

In the car, Xiaoling asked her father, "Why isn't Mom here?"

Her father replied, "Mom needs to ask for leave; there's something urgent at work, and she can't leave."

When they arrived at the county hospital, there were many people getting abortions, and they waited in line for a long time before it was their turn. The female doctor looked at Xiaoling expressionlessly and led her into an inner room. People are very open-minded these days; the female doctor had seen many girls her age coming for abortions and was used to it. But she never imagined that the father of the fetus she aborted that day was the father of the fetus's mother.

The father waited anxiously outside, then heard Xiaoling's painful cries. He panicked and tried to rush in, but a female doctor stopped him: "Hey, hey, you can't go in, it'll be over soon."

The surgery was finished, and the father carried Xiaoling out.

Xiaoling hugged her father's neck and sobbed softly, "Daddy, it hurts so much."

The father kissed her forehead and said, "My sweet baby, it'll be alright in a little while."

He carried Xiaoling to the car, laid her in the back seat, and then carefully drove home.

He drove very slowly, afraid of hurting his daughter.

It was dark when they arrived home, and her mother had prepared dinner for them. After dinner, Xiaoling went to bed. For a whole week, Xiaoling didn't go to school; her parents took turns staying home with her.

From then on, the family returned to its former joy. The father came home early every day to spend time with his family, no longer going out to cause trouble. Their daughter, Xiaoling, also wore a smile every day, her laughter never ceasing. The mother's face showed a contented smile.

But the shadow of this incident still affected Xiaoling and her father. In the past, Xiaoling often sat on her father's lap, hugging his neck and acting spoiled, making her mother laugh at her for never growing up. But now, when Xiaoling was in her father's arms, her heart pounded, and her face flushed. And every time the father held his daughter, he felt a strange unease. The affectionate gestures between father and daughter noticeably decreased.

The father and daughter could no longer act as they had before; their psychological burden grew heavier and heavier. Although the idea that father and daughter couldn't have sex was deeply ingrained in their hearts, once this veil of mystery was broken, its binding force became weak and powerless.

Xiaoling still treasured a videotape of herself and her father having sex. Although she had erased one tape from her mother's view, she kept a copy she had made from the beginning. Whenever no one was home, she would secretly watch it, and the more she watched, the stronger her desire grew—to do it again with her father.

Her father used to have a habit of seeing other women, and although he tried hard to stop, these things still frequently came up. He tried his best to refuse every invitation, sometimes even using his daughter as a shield, thinking whenever he saw another woman, "What's so good about her? She's far inferior to my daughter." But

when he got home and saw his increasingly beautiful daughter, a terrible thought would creep into his mind. Every time it flashed through his mind, he would berate himself, "This is my daughter, I can't have such beastly thoughts."

Therefore, whenever he had this thought, he would pull his wife into the house and have sex with her violently. He himself didn't understand whether the person he was pressing down on with his thick penis was his wife or his desired daughter.

This became more and more frequent, and his wife began to think that her husband was no longer seeing other women and was using her to release his sexual desires. Although she was satisfied with the pleasure her husband brought her, she didn't know why her husband's desires were so great that she simply couldn't cope.

Several months passed in this way, each person preoccupied with their own thoughts. Finally, one day, the distorted emotions suppressed in their hearts erupted between the father and daughter.

It was a very cold day, with heavy snow falling outside. Xiaoling rushed home after school. As soon as she entered, she saw her father sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and asked, "Dad, why are you home so early? Where's Mom?"

Her father glanced at his daughter and, seeing her covered in mud, asked, "What happened? You're all dirty. Mom was on duty. I didn't have anything to do today, and it was snowing, so I came home early."

Xiaoling took off her coat and said, "I had basketball class at the gym today. It was so hot, I was covered in sweat. I'm going to take a shower." With that, she plunged into the shower.

After hanging up Xiaoling's coat, Dad continued reading the newspaper. A while later, his daughter's voice came from the bathroom: "Dad, I'm done showering. Get me a blanket."

Dad went to the cabinet, took out a blanket, and as usual, opened the bathroom door without thinking and went in.

His daughter was standing there shivering. He wrapped her in the blanket. Xiaoling said, "Dad, quickly carry me out. It's freezing cold as soon as the door opens."

Dad picked her up, saying as he carried her, "Who told you to be so lazy? You didn't even find your clothes before showering. What if you get cold?"

Xiaoling hugged her father's neck and said sweetly, "How could I? Dad's here."

Her head rested against her father's warm chest. Although it was only a few steps from the bathroom to her room, Xiaoling's heart underwent a complete transformation.

At first, neither father nor daughter thought much of it. In the bathroom, the daughter waited naked for her father to get a towel, while the father pretended not to notice her naked body. But after walking a few steps out of the bathroom, they felt something different.

Neither dared to look directly at the other, but they were both thinking the same thing: the videotape.

Their arms tightened around each other. When the father put Xiaoling on her bed, Xiaoling's arms were still tightly wrapped around his neck, not letting him leave.

The father kissed his daughter on the cheek and said, "Good Xiaoling, stop being naughty, let go of Daddy."

He meant to coax his daughter, but this kiss only made Xiaoling lose control.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but once you get there, anything can continue to develop. Xiaoling hugged her father tightly, her hot body pressed against him. Her father's hands touched his daughter's smooth, pink body, and he too was somewhat unable to control himself.

Finally, his daughter released his grip, and he managed to catch his breath. He wanted to escape from his daughter's room as quickly as possible; he couldn't resist such temptation.

But Xiaoling didn't give him a chance to escape. She spread her arms wide, and the entire blanket was unfurled. Her delicate body, radiating youthful vitality, was completely exposed to her father's eyes.

Xiaoling's delicate, flawless skin was as white as jade. Her rounded breasts, though not as full and large as her mother's, were even more exquisite and lovely. With her rapid breathing, her snow-white, translucent breasts rose and fell rapidly, her areolas turning a luscious peach-pink. Her flat stomach trembled slightly, her two shapely, long legs showcasing her graceful figure. Her tightly closed legs protected her most precious, fragrant garden, with only a small patch of thick, dark hair covering the mound.

Looking at his daughter's beautiful body, her father found it hard to control himself. He mustered all his reason to fight against the impure thoughts in his heart, gritting his teeth as he said to Xiaoling, "Child, we can't do this. We can't make the same mistake again."

Xiaoling simply said in a coquettish voice, "Daddy."

The father looked at his daughter's face; a blush of crimson cloud covered her cheeks, her large, watery eyes gazing at him with a longing expression, a glistening tear clinging to the corner of each eye.

The father reached out to wipe away his daughter's tears, and Xiaoling immediately grabbed his hands and pressed them to her chest. At the same time, her two snow-white, perfect legs parted, revealing her pink, tightly closed, crimson-red vulva.

The father's penis was already as hard as an iron pillar, but because she was wearing slightly more clothing, it wasn't noticeable. The father felt a surge of excitement as his daughter pressed her hands against his delicate breasts. The last vestiges of reason in his mind were swept away by her alluring body.

All moral constraints vanished; his eyes were fixed solely on his daughter's naked, crystalline form.

He greedily caressed her tender skin, her soft, beautiful body igniting a burning desire within him.

He cupped Xiaoling's fair, delicate feet in his hands, gently kneading and lightly nibbling at them with his teeth. Xiaoling's feet were so delicate and white, almost translucent, that they inspired an irresistible urge to kiss them. Her delicate, smooth arches traced a beautiful curve, complemented by her small, neat toenails and beautiful, smooth ankles, making her irresistibly alluring.

The father's hands slid forward along his daughter's long, white legs, his tongue continuing its ceaseless licking and sucking of her soft, fair thighs. His daughter's glistening, beautiful legs were so delicate and soft, almost as if they could be broken with a breath.

The father's head moved all the way to the base of Xiaoling's legs, and Xiaoling, letting out soft, seductive moans, slowly parted her alluring thighs. In the triangle where her snow-white legs and lower abdomen meet, beneath the dense, soft black foliage, a pink, mysterious garden has opened its locked doors for her father.

With his soft tongue, he unlocks the gates of this paradise; the delicate, sensitive clitoris, the smooth, plump vulva, and the tender pink entrance await his exploration. His tongue lingers on his daughter's rosy, delicate land, occasionally parting her two tender labia, squeezing into the narrow passage to tease and tantalize.

Her father's hand had already reached the highest point of Xiaoling's body. Her glistening, white breasts were not only delicate, smooth, and elastic, but also exuded a sweet, intoxicating fragrance unique to young girls, making him unable to tear himself away as he explored them.

Under her father's tender care, Xiaoling's "peach blossom garden" was already overflowing with desire. Her two jade peaks stood tall and proud, their two pink nipples erect, and her long, snow-white legs trembled slightly. The fire of desire within her was already burning fiercely.

Meanwhile, her father's limbs, like vines, were wrapped around his daughter's dazzling body. He clung to Xiaoling, incessantly savoring her delicate, fair skin. His saliva clung to his daughter's fair shoulders, armpits, breasts, lower abdomen, mons pubis, thighs, calves, and ankles.

Consumed by lust, Xiaoling began to plead, her anxious moans reminding her father that she needed true love—the kind of love that could only be satisfied by a man's thick, powerful penis. The father, his heart aching for his daughter, quickly stripped off his clothes; his thick, powerful penis was already hard and ready.

He leaned down and pressed himself against Xiaoling, whose legs parted further to welcome his penis. With practiced ease, the father aimed the head of his large penis at his target: the entrance to his daughter's tender, alluring vagina, a place both familiar and unfamiliar to him

. Although it was his second visit, the last time he had explored it unknowingly; this time, it was a true intrusion. The head of his penis plunged into his daughter's vagina, and he felt a warmth and smoothness. He lifted his daughter's soft, white thighs onto his shoulders, steadied her smooth, round buttocks with his hands, and then slowly pushed his penis to the very end of her vagina.

As his penis entered, Xiaoling felt her vagina swell to its fullness. Her father's thick penis felt like a pillar of fire burning her lower body, giving her an intense feeling of excitement. Deep within her vagina, a clear spring flowed, attempting to extinguish the burning pillar of fire.

The father moved slowly and rhythmically back and forth, his penis repeatedly cultivating the rich and fresh soil, while his hands grasped and kneaded his daughter's firm and lustrous breasts.

As his daughter's body changed, the father's penis moved faster and faster. With each powerful thrust of the glans against her smooth cervix, Xiaoling involuntarily cried out, the cries growing louder and more wanton with each forceful penetration.

Father and daughter released their passion in this illicit act; the father repeatedly filled his daughter's vagina with his semen, pushing her to the peak of pleasure time and again. They were lost in the pleasures of sex, greedily indulging in their own world, possessing each other's bodies without restraint, casting aside all moral considerations.

Satisfied with their sexual desire, the father and daughter collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep. Xiaoling lay on her back on the bed, one of her small hands still clutching her father's limp penis. Her father lay on his side beside her, his hand resting on her breasts, which he had kneaded until they were red. One of his thighs was pressed against Xiaoling's two

long, slender, white legs. They were both awakened by a scream. Opening their eyes simultaneously, they saw their mother staring at them with a look of shock and disbelief, shouting loudly. Xiaoling was stunned, while her father, filled with shame, frantically dressed.

Her mother turned angrily and walked out, and Xiaoling suddenly woke up. Without bothering to dress, she chased after her. The moment her mother opened the door, before she even stepped out of the house, Xiaoling collapsed to the ground, clinging to her mother's legs and crying, "Mommy, Mommy, it's all my fault, it's not Daddy's fault. Please listen to me."

The door was open, and the cold wind, carrying snowflakes, blew in. Ignoring the chill, Xiaoling clung tightly to her mother's legs, afraid her mother would leave. Her mother stood expressionless in the doorway, tears welling in her eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The father brought a blanket and covered his daughter with it. He took his wife's hand and said, "It's all my fault. You should go inside first, don't let the child get cold."

Although the mother was furious, her maternal instincts prevented her from seeing her daughter suffer like this. She knelt down, helped her daughter up, and then led her to her room.

Xiaoling clung to her mother's arm, refusing to let go. The mother and daughter closed the door as soon as they entered. The father waited outside, not knowing what the mother and daughter were saying. He felt

like he was enduring an eternity. He knocked several times, but there was no response, making him increasingly anxious.

When the door finally opened, the mother and daughter appeared at the doorway. The wife's face remained clouded with worry, while the daughter, though her face was streaked with tears, had a faint smile on her lips. It turned out that out of love for her daughter, the mother had forgiven their affair. This calmed the father's panicked heart somewhat.

After a period of awkwardness, the family returned to normal. The father, feeling guilty towards his wife, became even more respectful. The daughter, having agreed to her mother's conditions, studied even harder.

When the college entrance exam was over, Xiaoling excitedly ran home. She told her parents, "The exam is over, and I feel great!"

Sure enough, as expected, Xiaoling achieved excellent results and was admitted to a top national university. When she gave the acceptance letter to her mother, her mother was moved to tears.

Just then, the phone rang. Her mother picked it up and heard someone from her husband's workplace congratulating him. The person immediately said, "Sister-in-law, you're now the mayor's wife!"

That evening, the whole family gathered together. Xiaoling showed her acceptance letter to her father and said, "My mission is complete." Her father also showed her a transfer order and said, "Good girl, my mission is complete too."

Her mother looked at the father and daughter and smiled happily. She knew that the family's success today was all thanks to her precious daughter. Her only worry was whether the father and daughter would still have any illicit affairs in the future.

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