The Happy Life of a Sex-Loving Dad

The Happy Life of a Lustful Dad
The clock in

the

living room struck twelve. Liu Zhenyang sat on the sofa, unconsciously chewing a tasteless apple, his eyes never settling on the television screen. He kept glancing back at the front door, waiting for his daughter to return.

With the sound of a key turning, his daughter's beautiful figure came into view.

"Dad, I'm home."

His daughter had just finished work, wearing a dark-colored suit, with a white silk blouse with black stripes underneath. It was slightly tight, barely concealing her full breasts, which had never had children, and the edge of her pink lace bra was faintly visible. She wore flesh-colored stockings, which she always wore to work. As she bent one leg in front of the shoe cabinet by the door and gently took off her pointed black high heels, Liu Zhenyang could vaguely see the black camisole with lace trim connecting the flesh-colored stockings to her narrow skirt, which was pulled up by her bent leg.

Liu Zhenyang's penis instantly hardened. He licked his lips, walked barefoot behind his daughter, wrapped
his arms around her slender waist, and whispered in her ear, "I missed you so much, my little darling."

His daughter, Liu Xun, froze for a moment, glanced at the living room, and not seeing her mother, blushed. She
tiptoed lightly pecked her father's lips, asking, "Where's Mom? I don't see her."

Liu Zhenyang chuckled, picked up his daughter's increasingly alluring body, and carried her upstairs. "Your mother's busy cooking in
the kitchen . Don't mind her, let's do something fun first."

His daughter was 1.68 meters tall and quite slender, but even so, she was
easily lifted by her 1.8-meter-tall father. Hearing her father say "something fun," the daughter knew without a doubt what
awaited her. Her long, slender legs involuntarily shrank inward, her alluring eyes
secretly scanning her father's face, which she hadn't seen for a week. Through her thin, willow-leaf shirt, she rubbed her full breasts
against her father's firm chest. "Xiao Xun wants Father to love her,"

the daughter pouted slightly, as if complaining, uttering words that sounded like flirtation. Liu Zhenyang
's body instantly ignited. He thrust his increasingly hard penis into his daughter's large
buttocks, encased in a dark, tight skirt, and quickened his pace towards his and his wife's room.

"Thump." The daughter was thrown onto Liu Zhenyang and his wife's large bed, which couldn't even comfortably accommodate three or four people. Her once neatly
styled hair was now slightly disheveled, a few strands falling across her forehead, adding to her allure. She slightly twisted
her slender waist , her stockinged legs rubbing together gently, producing a strange, lewd sound. She smiled seductively at her father,
saying temptingly, "Come on, Father, come play with Xiaoxun! Xiaoxun loves playing fun games with you, Father
!"

Liu Zhenyang was eager to get started, but there was a problem with his pants; for some reason, he
could . The more he tried, the more anxious he became, and the more he struggled, the less he could open them. Sweat beaded on his forehead

. His daughter, watching his embarrassing state, smiled even more alluringly.

She found
it reminded her of her childhood. That time, the situation was similar, except
that her father wasn't trying to have sex with his daughter, but rather to relieve himself.

He had been watching a game and drinking beer when he went to the toilet, only to find that
the buttons on wouldn't open. He twisted and turned, the urge to urinate growing stronger, but he still couldn't get them open. Just then, a pair of small hands reached out.
The ten-year-old daughter, wearing a little nightgown, her small breasts, no bigger than steamed buns, faced
her , with a serious expression. Her hands deftly unbuttoned his pants, and in doing so,
pulled down his briefs—and her father's semi-erect penis, half-erect due to the urge to urinate, appeared before her
eyes for the first time.

The little girl blinked, looking at the thick, dark penis, thicker than her arm, then at
her own lower body, covered by her white underwear, the slight outline of her labia. She pouted,
touched the thick, dark penis with her delicate little hand, and ran back to the living room to watch the game.

Her father, still in the bathroom, didn't come out for a long time. Later, he said that after his daughter's little hand touched it, he
was fully erect and couldn't urinate at all.

Recalling the amusing incident from her childhood, and seeing her father's same impatient state, the daughter
found it amusing. She looked at her father provocatively, raising one of her fair, stocking-clad thighs, her toes slightly curled, tracing patterns
on his prominent groin.

Her father, annoyed, grabbed her stockinged leg, held it in front of him, and took her
small toes into his mouth.

"Ah," the daughter groaned softly. She felt her father's tongue, like a sharp sword, sliding between her toes through the flesh-colored
stockings The sticky saliva seeped through the stockings, acting
like lubricant under his tongue, allowing him to roam freely on her feet.

"Mmm, Daddy's naughty," her voice was as sweet as honey, "playing with Xiaoxun's
feet as soon as you get back, not even bothered by the dirt."

"Xiaoxun's little feet smell the best, especially when they're wearing stockings, they smell even better." While his mouth was on his daughter's stockinged
toes, his hands weren't idle, tracing the ankle, his large hands caressing the flesh-colored stocking heel and toes
, the hissing sounds echoing in the room.

The daughter, unable to bear her father's caresses any longer, finally helped him unbutton his shirt. Her soft little hand slipped
inside his underwear, grasping the large penis that had so captivated her. The father was deeply aroused; the glans of his
penis was constantly secreting pre-ejaculate. The clear, slippery liquid clung to his penis and his daughter's hand,
making her hand slippery in no time. She pulled back her father's foreskin, grasped the thick shaft, and began
to masturbate him. Her little hand seemed boneless; familiar with her father, she
controlled , allowing her palms to make more contact with his penis. Occasionally, she would use her soft
fingers to trace the grooves of his glans.

The penis, freed from its cage, eagerly wanted to enter a warm, moist cave. The father quickly undressed himself and
his daughter , leaving only her long, flesh-colored stockings. His thick, long penis pressed against her wet vulva,
the glans slightly parted, pushing in a little further.

"Daddy, come in quickly, Xiaoxun can't wait." The daughter wiggled her big buttocks, her vulva gripping her father's
penis and turning it around.

"Slutty daughter, here I come." The father grabbed his daughter's small waist, pulled his waist back slightly, and then thrust into his daughter's vagina
with unstoppable force .

“Oh, it’s in, Daddy’s big stick is in.” The daughter bit her lip, her eyes tightly closed, feeling the fullness of
her father

’s penis inside her vagina. She always felt so suited to her father, even in
how ; that sense of perfect harmony made her feel like she was born to be her father’s plaything. She loved her father so much.

She leaned closer to his face and offered him a passionate kiss. She actively inserted her small tongue
into his mouth, their tongues intertwining, saliva flowing between them, the wet sounds echoing between their bodies.

The father wasn’t satisfied with this position; he preferred a more vigorous thrusting. He flipped her over, making
her lie on the white sheets like a puppy, then grabbed her E-cup breasts from behind,
pinching her nipples between his index and middle fingers, his lower body rapidly penetrating her.

“Slap slap slap…” The daughter passionately thrust her hips to meet her father’s advances, her secretions
flowing out with each thrust, running down his pubic hair,
onto her stockings, leaving trails of wanton fluid.

The father pulled his daughter's upper body up, withdrawing his penis until only the glans remained inside her vagina, then
thrusting it in completely in one go.

"Mmm!" The position made her vagina extremely tight, the tender flesh inside
her clenching tightly, gripping her father's hot penis, giving him immense pleasure. The father kneaded his daughter's full breasts,
pulled , and then thrust in forcefully again.

"Ah...ah...Daddy..." The daughter could no longer control herself and groaned loudly. Her father's thick,
long penis filled her cavity; she could feel the bulging veins on his penis, its slightly
downward curve like a dream, constantly stimulating her body, spreading throughout her entire being.
The immense pleasure from her lower body caused her to sweat, mingling with her father's sweat, the two of them wet as they mated.

The father and daughter were having frenzied sex on the second floor, and the mother downstairs finally noticed what was happening.

The mother, Miao Rou'er, heard the door open but didn't see her daughter greet her. A moment later, faint, seductive moans
drifted in, and the mother understood.

She took off her apron and quietly went to her bedroom door, where she indeed saw the scene she had imagined.

Her husband, his muscular body bare, was embracing their daughter, who was only wearing stockings, from behind . His large penis
was thrusting into her vagina, his hands gripping her breasts tightly; the soft, white flesh peeked out from between his fingers
, the rosy areolas exuding an aphrodisiac scent, the erect nipples rubbing against his fingers, swaying back and forth
.

The daughter's toes were tense, unable to extend because of the stockings, her half-closed eyes
filled with lust, her lips slightly parted, her tender red tongue protruding. The husband leaned closer,
smacking his lips against his daughter's tongue.

"Dad... Daddy, it's coming..." the daughter seemed close to climax. Suddenly, the mother had
a mischievous idea.

"My dear daughter, where do you want Daddy to shoot?"

"Inside... I want Daddy to shoot inside... Ah, I want..."

"Are you pretending I don't exist?" The mother suddenly pushed open the half-closed door and walked into the room.

"Ah, Mom... Ah!" The daughter was startled by her mother's sudden intrusion, her face flushed red, and her vagina
suddenly tightened to its limit, a stream of vaginal fluid flowing out of her body. "Ah... Daddy... Mom..."

The father was also startled, feeling his daughter's contraction, his penis felt extremely comfortable, and he almost ejaculated,
but he barely held back because his wife was beside him.

After the orgasm, the daughter's body was flushed with an intoxicating peach color, her body limp against her father's chest,
looking at her mother who had walked in with some shyness. She could feel her vagina still flowing with vaginal fluid,
moistening her father's large penis. Thinking of this, she felt even more shy.

"Now you know how to be shy? You just got back and immediately dragged your dad upstairs to make love, even to our room.
Don't you consider me your mother anymore?" The mother teased, looking at the large puddle of fluid from her daughter and husband's joined bodies,
glistening and staining the sheets. She walked over, dipped
her finger in the fluid at the very point where her daughter's vulva and husband's penis met, and sucked it into her mouth. "What a wanton daughter."

"Mom~" The area touched by her mother was unusually sensitive, and her father's penis throbbed inside her.
The daughter felt incredibly shy, her face flushed crimson.

The father, on the other hand, couldn't hold back any longer. He could have climaxed with his daughter, but his wife's sudden arrival
had caused her to ejaculate, leaving him unsatisfied. He looked at his wife.

His wife resembled his daughter by seven or eight points, but compared to his daughter, she possessed a more pronounced mature woman's charm.
Her hair was styled in a woman's bun, and she wore a tight-fitting black sweater. Her breasts, like two mountain peaks,
pushed sweater was a knee-length floral skirt connected to
semi-transparent black stockings, making her legs appear full and long. She was barefoot, presumably for the convenience of peeping
earlier ; her soft, fleshy feet pressed against the floor, looking incredibly alluring.

The father swallowed hard, removed one hand from his daughter's bare breasts, and
gently stroked his wife's stockinged legs, shamelessly saying, "Wife, you made me not ejaculate. Why don't you come up too?"

The mother blushed, slapped her father's hand away, looked at the incestuous father and daughter, and said, "
What does your incest have to do with me? Don't drag me into this." With that, she ran out of the room.

But she immediately ran back, throwing a small object on the bed. "Don't ejaculate inside! If you ejaculate
inside your daughter, I'll make you regret it!"

The daughter held the pure black condom, blinking at it, then turned to her father and
asked, "Should I put this on?"

The father glanced at the door, somewhat awkwardly scratching the back of his head, and said, "Put it on, help me."
Actually he was extremely reluctant to put it on, because if it was on, he wouldn't be able to directly feel
the softness inside his daughter's body, and the feeling was never good.

"Hehe, it's been so long since you put a condom on Daddy. When was the last time we used one?"

"Hmm... a year ago, I guess?" The father wasn't entirely sure, only remembering that his wife had
caught him and he had no choice but to put it on.

"Big stick, let me dress you." The twenty-five-year-old daughter still had an extremely...
The daughter's childlike innocence, especially when applied to sex, was irresistible to the father.
Her expression, a mixture of purity and lewdness, almost made him want to ejaculate.

The daughter lay on the bed, facing her father's still-erect penis, tore open the
condom put it to her mouth, lowered her head, and her rosy lips probed the penis.

"Oh...good daughter..." the father almost lost consciousness from pleasure. Even with the extra layer of condom,
the daughter putting it on herself with her mouth was a powerful sense of accomplishment.

"Big stick, does it feel good?" the daughter asked, her alluring eyes looking at him, her tongue flicking against the urethral opening
.

"It feels good, so good!"

the daughter kissed her father's penis, giggling, "Then Xiaoxun is going to eat it up."

Saying this, the daughter slowly pulled up the condom, which clung tightly to her father's incredibly thick
penis , pausing with each upward pull. When the condom was completely removed,
a transparent thread remained connecting it to her father's penis.

The daughter tossed the condom on the bedside table, spread her long legs, straddling her father's strong waist. Her delicate hands
steadied his bulging, menacing penis, and she positioned her full, white buttocks against him, leering, "It won't taste good with
a condom on ."

"Your mom said I have to wear one..."

The daughter loosened her waist and plopped down, her father's penis penetrating her body, reaching the deepest
part, giving her an endlessly fulfilling feeling, as if she possessed the whole world.

"She can't see now."

"Boss... um..."

Liu Xun blushed, secretly watching her father do things that made her blush and her heart race. On the sofa, the naked
father grabbed Aunt Qin Jing's large breasts with both hands, his lower body moving rhythmically, his large, dark penis thrusting in and out of
her buttocks clad in gray pantyhose.

Two years ago, the father opened a women's fitness club near his daughter's school. When Liu Xun was in class,
he would often wander around or work as a part-time instructor. This afternoon, Liu Xun finished her class early. After greeting the female instructors whose faces had turned red
the moment they saw her, she slipped into the staff break room to find her father.
Once inside, she understood why the instructors' faces were so red.

It turned out her father had been hiding a large, black penis in his underwear—it was so thick! Liu Xun felt like she'd discovered
something amazing. When she was little, her father always wore underwear when bathing her, and she'd asked him why he didn't
go naked like she did, because it would get wet. He'd always brushed her off, saying she'd understand when she grew up. Now Liu Xun knew
why her father wouldn't take off his underwear—it was hiding a big penis inside.

"Hurry up… boss… um… your daughter'll be here soon… she'll find out…"
Aunt Qin Jing was flushed, completely exhausted from her father's penetration, her lower mouth already swollen and red.

The father jolted, moving his hands to Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged thighs, gripping
the flesh encased in gray stockings tightly. He thrust in even faster, the mingled fluids from their union
dampening the sofa beneath them.

"Hehe," Aunt Qin Jing suddenly giggled, licking the father's nipple with her tongue. "Every time I
mention your daughter, you get really hard. I mean... um... I'm hitting it... do you want to fuck your daughter?"

The father blushed, a rare sight, his tanned face showing obvious embarrassment. He opened his mouth
and bit Aunt Qin Jing's nipple hard, his voice slightly muffled as he said, "You... isn't it because you
're wearing stockings..."

"Mmm..." Aunt Qin Jing moaned with pleasure from the bite. "I wear stockings every day for
you to fuck me, but I've never seen you get more excited by mentioning your daughter. Just admit it."

The father slapped Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged buttocks hard, kissing her bright red lips, his tongue
plunging into her mouth, preventing her from continuing.

When her father finally pulled away from her alluring lips, leaving a trail of saliva, Aunt Qin Jing gasped,
"You big lecher! Not only do you sleep with other men's wives every day, but you also want to sleep with your own daughter... um... I'm going to... I'm going to
... ah!"

Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged legs suddenly clamped tightly against her father's waist, her large buttocks thrusting forward, her whole body
trembling slightly. Her lower mouth, where her father's large penis was joined, seemed unable to bear the pressure, and a large amount of
vaginal fluid , running down the crotch of her gray pantyhose and down her stockinged thighs. One could imagine that in a few minutes,
patches of semen would appear on her pantyhose.

Her father pulled his large penis out of Aunt Qin Jing's swollen lower mouth, milky white vaginal fluid dripping from
his penis onto the sofa. He straddled Aunt Qin Jing's chest and shoved his large penis into
her mouth. Aunt Qin Jing obediently took it in, thrusting her head back and forth. Soon, her father
ejaculated a large amount of thick, pale yellow fluid into her mouth. Perhaps it was truly too much; although Aunt Qin Jing
kept swallowing, a considerable amount still dripped from the corners of her mouth, staining her face.

Huh? It stopped? Liu Xun, who had been watching her father's performance and unconsciously stroking her own vulva, was slightly
disappointed. Seeing that her father and Aunt Qin might be coming out of the rest room, she looked around and saw that
the locker for Coach Gan Tiantian was open, so she slipped inside and closed the door behind her.

The wardrobe wasn't overflowing with clothes, but stockings made up the majority of it. Even in the dim light, Liu Xun
could distinguish the different styles: thin, thick, tank tops, pantyhose, velvet, black, white, purple,
striped, diamond-patterned… Caught up in a girlish reverie, Liu Xun picked up a pair of white stockings and examined them.

Huh? Why are some areas a little stiff? Liu Xun's delicate fingers were incredibly sensitive; she could clearly feel
something different on the smooth white stockings. She touched them carefully and discovered that the stiff spots were
small, like water droplets. A thought struck her, and she brought the white stockings close to her nose and smelled them. She detected
a faint, strange odor—a mix of fishy and fragrant, and most importantly, it smelled very much like her father.
A strong masculine scent.

Recalling what she had just witnessed Aunt Qin Jing and her father doing, recalling how Aunt Qin Jing's grey pantyhose were soaked with her own vaginal fluid and the yellowish liquid from
her father's penis, Liu Xun roughly guessed
why the white stockings in her hand had become stiff. She extended her tender tongue, exploring the smooth, soft white silk stockings adorned with a hint of firm semen.
She licked the sock. It tasted like her father. Liu Xun savored the sweetness, licking every slightly stiff
spot , as if eating some kind of dessert.

"Eek." It was the sound of the lounge door turning. With the white stocking still in her mouth, Liu Xun stood on tiptoe, peering
through the long ventilation hole above Aunt Gan Tiantian's locker at the outside.

Her father and Aunt Qin Jing had already come out of the lounge. Aunt Qin Jing's face still flushed from her orgasm,
she held her father's hand, a smile on her face.

"How about I and that girl Zhong Lan keep you company tomorrow? You haven't ejaculated yet,
it seems like you can't get a satisfying ejaculation without two women." Aunt Qin Jing winked seductively at her father.

A small bulge immediately appeared in the crotch of his brown casual pants, and he looked at Aunt Qin Jing's
lips, very tempted. He licked his dry lips, rubbing his fingers against Aunt Qin Jing's gray-stockinged thighs, and said,
"Should I ejaculate inside Zhong Lan, or inside you? If I ejaculate inside you, your husband's cuckoldry will be much bigger
." "Hehe, that goes without saying, of course I'll ejaculate inside me, how can I let that little girl Zhong Lan get away with it?" A lewd smile appeared on Aunt

Qin Jing's usually demure face. Aunt Qin Jing touched her damp, open-crotch gray pantyhose and walked towards her locker. "I'll take off , you go wait for your good daughter in the hall." "Then I'm leaving." The father said, walking towards the hall to wait for his good daughter who had already come in. Hehe, silly dad, I'm here. Liu Xun thought to herself with secret pride. Aunt Qin Jing opened the locker and gracefully took off her only garment, the gray open-crotch pantyhose. Aunt inserted her slender thumb into the opening of the pantyhose at the pelvic edge, pulled it down, and the flesh-colored gray stockings slid down little by little, revealing large patches of her buttocks to Liu Xun. After sliding over her buttocks, Aunt Qin Jing raised her right leg , bent it slightly, and pulled the stockings off her right leg first, then completely pulled them off her left leg. The wet stockings clung tightly to her thighs, sticking to her legs as she took them off, covering her beautifully sculpted legs, which were adorned with a lot of vaginal fluid from long-term exercise. Aunt Qin Jing scraped some of the vaginal fluid from her smooth thighs with her fingers and put it in her mouth. Then, naked went to the washbasin next to her and quickly washed the gray open-crotch pantyhose, wrung it out, and hung it in her locker. "Bang." The door closed. Seeing that Aunt Qin Jing had already dressed and left, Liu Xun opened Aunt 's locker and came out. She ran to Aunt Qin Jing's locker, opened the unlocked locker door, and took out the gray stockings that Aunt Qin Jing had just used. She licked Aunt Qin Jing's gray stockings, then licked Aunt Gan Tiantian's stockings that she had been holding in her hand. It really smelled like her father. So, ten-year-old Liu Xun, clutching the two pairs of stockings from the two aunts, began to form some formulas in her mind: Wearing stockings = having her father take off his underwear to help her bathe. Wearing stockings = being able to see her father's cute, thick, black penis. Wearing stockings = being able to be closer to her father… Liu Xun's big, adorable eyes shone with excitement. She looked up and surveyed the dozen or so lockers in front of the two pairs of stockings into her schoolbag. She took one pair from each aunt, the kind that was a little stiff. So, Liu Xun opened the lockers of the pretty female instructors one by one, carefully selecting from the countless , choosing a pair of sexy, alluring stockings bearing her father's semen stains, and stuffing them into her little backpack… “Strange, why are you all avoiding me when I come out? Didn't you come in with me?” Her father, Liu Zhenyang , felt something was off as soon as he left the staff lounge. The beautiful instructors who usually flirted with him seemed to have changed their ways, either avoiding him or looking at him hesitantly. Puzzled, the father waited for his beloved daughter at the gym. He waited for almost half an hour, but his daughter, who usually skipped and jumped to find him after class, didn't appear. The father assumed she had gone home first, so he went home himself. Maybe he should get her a cell phone. He even thought about it. After wandering around the movie theater for a while, the father returned home and indeed saw his daughter. “Daddy, you're back!” His daughter snapped out of her reverie from the cartoon on TV and gave her father a sweet smile. The evening passed peacefully. But at night, the father stood at the bathroom door wearing a pair of knitted boxer shorts, his mouth agape, unable to speak. His daughter sat on the edge of the bathtub, swinging her little feet, waiting for her father to do something he'd been doing for ten years and couldn't break—to bathe her. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, but today there was something extra on her legs. Stockings. Gray stockings. Gray open-crotch stockings. Gray open-crotch stockings that were clearly adult-sized. "Gulp." The father swallowed hard. Feigning composure, he asked, "Xiao Xun, why are you wearing your mother's stockings? They're so loose. It's time for a bath, come on, take off your mother's stockings." "No, they're not." His daughter, Liu Xun, ran her little hands over her stockinged legs, enjoying the feeling. "They're not Mommy's stockings." "Gulp." The father swallowed even harder, the sound reaching his daughter's ears. "Then...whose are they?" "Aunt Qin from the club." His daughter flashed a sweet smile, just like the one she'd seen in the cartoon earlier. "Which...which Aunt Qin?" "It's Qin Jing, Aunt Qin." "You...you saw her?" "I saw her~" Generally speaking, Liu Zhenyang considered himself a loyal man with a strong sex drive. However, most of the time, his strong sex drive came before his loyalty... Now that his daughter was grown up and he didn't need to take care of her all day, Liu Zhenyang, feeling even more bored, simply opened a gym near her school. On the one hand, it was convenient to take care of his daughter, and on the other hand, it gave him something to do. So this women's fitness club became Liu Zhenyang's place to "have something to do" and "do something." Apart from the owner, Liu Zhenyang, all the instructors and students were women, and Liu Zhenyang was immediately surrounded by a sea of beautiful women. One after another, women with large breasts and big buttocks were swaying in front of him, and the temptation was even greater than Liu Zhenyang had expected . After enduring for several months, he still couldn't resist and indulged himself. If he had to say, deep down he had been expecting this for a long time. Afterwards, Liu Zhenyang reflected on this. As the saying goes, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Liu Zhenyang's erotic activities were soon caught by his wife.

It was a real affair. At that time, Liu Zhenyang was quite bold. Seeing that the club was already closed for the day, he pulled two virgin
female instructors into the club's east hall, filled with exercise equipment, and started a threesome. On the numerous exercise machines
, Liu Zhenyang used them to create various positions, frantically having sex with them using his
vigorous thick penis. Unexpectedly, his wife, who had suddenly come to inspect, used
her key to open the club door and secretly watched. Thus, Liu Zhenyang's illicit affair was witnessed by his
wife .

That evening, back home, somewhat exhausted from with the two women, Liu Zhenyang hadn't even had a sip of water before his wife pulled him to bed and began to
"squeeze" him . And it really was "squeezing." He had already ejaculated quite a bit, and with his wife's vigorous squeezing, large amounts of Liu Zhenyang's semen
flowed into his wife's uterus. After completely draining Liu Zhenyang, leaving him utterly exhausted, his wife twisted his
large penis and laid down three rules:

no dating, no pregnancy, and no anyone other than the instructors.

Liu Zhenyang felt incredibly happy. Of course, he knew his wife was
saying this partly out of guilt about what happened before she got pregnant.

Liu Zhenyang's blissful days had arrived: teasing the female instructors with perfect figures at work, being
teased by the beautiful students, picking up his daughter after work, cooking, bathing her, and then falling asleep peacefully in his arms with his beloved wife at night.
Everything was so perfect.

But at this moment, Liu Zhenyang was stunned.

His daughter was naked, her breasts, adorned with two small white buns decorated with pink cherries, her bare
bottom sitting on the edge of the bathtub, her legs
swaying in Qin Jing's gray open-crotch stockings, which he had just ejaculated on that afternoon. Liu Zhenyang… got hard.

Honestly, a ten-year-old girl's breasts were just beginning to develop, her buttocks were just beginning to grow, and her secondary sexual characteristics were just
beginning to apparent. Even if his daughter was developing earlier, it shouldn't have been enough to make Liu Zhenyang fully erect. But
with the stockings, the gray stockings he had just ejaculated on, it was a different story.

"Daddy, your penis has gotten bigger!" The daughter's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she stared
at the top of Liu Zhenyang's knitted underwear, which was bulging with an erection.

Liu Zhenyang didn't try to hide it. He walked over to his daughter and gently pulled
down . He coaxed, "Sweetie, take off Aunt Qin's stockings. Daddy can buy you new ones."

"No!" The daughter puffed out her cheeks and pulled the stockings back up to her bottom. "I want to wear them now! Wearing stockings
will make Daddy's black penis bigger, and Daddy will be happy."

"Stockings look better when they're close to your legs. Aunt Qin's are too big. Take them off first," Liu Zhenyang coaxed
his daughter .

"Too big?" The daughter was slightly disappointed. "I took a pair of all the aunties' stockings; they're all
wasted ."

Liu Zhenyang had already taken off his daughter's stockings. Hearing her words, his heart pounded.

"Hey, Daddy, wait a minute, I thought of a fun game!" The daughter suddenly remembered something, and
an excited blush rose on her face.

She took the gray pantyhose from Liu Zhenyang's hand, then yanked down her father's underwear.

His swollen penis, freed from the confines of his underwear, sprang out, its strong scent of hormones and
heat assaulting his daughter. Her father breathed slightly heavily, but didn't stop her further actions.

This was the first time the daughter had seen her father's penis directly. She had
thought it was very large when she watched him and Aunt Qin doing their illicit affair that afternoon, and seeing it up close was even more frightening—like a thick, dark arm, trembling. The little
girl smelled the lewd scent emanating from her father's penis, and a strange emotion arose within her; her heart pounded
. She didn't know why, but she knew what to do next.

The daughter licked her lips and hung the pantyhose on her already erect penis.

She laughed at her own creation. "Pfft, Daddy's big stick looks like a clothes hook, hanging
Aunt Qin's pantyhose."

Her father's breathing became more rapid. His daughter, truly a daughter, still innocent and clueless, had already
mastered her mother's secret technique without a teacher.

After laughing for a while, the daughter looked up at her father's excited face, smiled mischievously, opened her small mouth, and swallowed the stockinged penis that was saluting
her . The strong taste rushed into her mouth, and she
tried to open her mouth wide enough to let half of her father's penis into her mouth. Through the thin stockings,
the amazing heat emanating from her father's penis felt like a burning stick, scalding her mouth.

"Oh!" The father trembled all over and couldn't help but grab his daughter's head with both hands.

The daughter felt her father's excitement, and with her two small hands, she held the ends of the stockings, grasped the base of her father's penis,
and swayed her smooth, flowing black hair. She began to move her head back and forth, letting her father's penis
go in and out of her mouth, imitating the actions of Aunt Qin Jing that she had seen that afternoon, giving her father oral sex.

The father felt his legs go weak. It felt so good. He had never imagined that his daughter's pink little mouth would
one day hold his penis. The daughter stared at her father with wide, innocent eyes, opening
her mouth to let his penis experience pleasure inside. It was so wonderful, mmm…!

“Xiao Xun… move your tongue a little…”

Her eyes were watery as she observed her father’s expression. Her tongue, coated with the delicate stockings, began to swirl around
his penis.

“Oh… Xiao Xun…” Seeing his daughter’s pure and innocent expression, feeling her soft little tongue licking
his penis, feeling the stockings clinging to it, the father couldn’t help but hold his daughter’s head,
pulling her to stroke his penis more vigorously.

“There…”

Seeing her father’s pleasure, the daughter’s tongue, mixed with the taste of his hormones in her saliva, retreated,
gliding the tip of her tongue over the opening of his penis again.

“Oh… good daughter, you… you’re so good…” Although her technique was clumsy, her teeth even
occasionally touching his penis, it was this inexperience that made the father unable to resist. The father looked down and saw his thick , dark
penis, encased in soaking wet stockings, submerged in his daughter's saliva, being swallowed and spit out by her small mouth.
He could hardly believe that his daughter could actually swallow such a large penis, even if it was only a small part. The father felt
waves of pleasure, and finally, he could no longer hold back.

"I'm...I'm going to cum..." The father thrust his hips forward again, pushing his penis deep into his daughter's mouth.
A sharp pain shot through his tailbone as a torrent of semen gushed into his daughter's throat.

"Ugh! Mmm!" The father's semen was so abundant that the daughter felt uncomfortable,
tears . But she still desperately swallowed more of his semen, her throat gurgling as
large swathes of his semen flooded her stomach.

The father, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief after ejaculating, withdrew his semi-erect penis, now covered in his semen and his daughter's saliva
, from her mouth. He plopped down on the bathroom floor, panting heavily. The daughter had already
released on her chin, cupping the thick, fishy semen that had gushed from her throat, and
licking it with her tongue. The stockings that had been covering her father's penis were now soaked with even more semen than they had that afternoon, dripping onto her legs.

After swallowing the semen her father had ejaculated into her mouth, the daughter coughed softly and nestled against his strong, naked
body. Her rosy cheeks rubbed against his muscles like a kitten that had just
eaten .

The father pulled her up slightly, stroked her plump bottom, and kissed her delicate
face . "How does it feel?"

The daughter tilted her head, thinking for a moment. "A little fishy."

"Is it unpleasant?"

"No, it's not unpleasant. As long as it's Daddy's, Xiaoxun likes it." Her voice was soft, but the father could
hear the determination in her voice.

Seeing his daughter naked, clinging to him like a little lamb, saying she liked eating his semen, the father's
lust surged. His slightly sweaty, strong body lifted his daughter, stood up, and let her wrap her arms around his neck.
His newly erect penis adjusted itself and pressed against her pink labia.

“Now, Daddy wants to eat you up.”

The daughter pressed her little mouth against her father’s big mouth, her pink tongue mimicking Aunt Qin’s
gesture , slipping into her father’s mouth.

“Then Daddy, hurry up and eat me up.”

“Oh…good daughter…” the father couldn’t help but call out. He looked down and saw that his
penis was indeed inside his daughter’s little hole.

“Hmm…Daddy, it feels strange…” the daughter twisted her slender waist, leaned close to her father’s ear, and
whispered . After speaking, she still felt a little shy and turned her head to her right. Her mother, her father’s wife,
was in the kitchen preparing the last dish. And she herself was
having incestuous sex with her father on the living room sofa, just a few meters away from her mother.

“Because I’m wearing a condom.” The father was somewhat dissatisfied, looking at the black condom on his penis, which was tightly gripped by his daughter’s vagina,
then at his wife’s back, he pursed his lips, and began to move his hips.

"Mmm...uh...Dad...Dad..."

The daughter, pinned beneath her father, was like a lone boat in a stormy sea. Her delicate, white body sank deep into the soft
brown leather sofa. With her father's pounding movements, her buttocks bounced back and forth, squeezing
the sofa frame and causing it to creak and groan under the weight.

The mother heard the lewd cries of the incestuous father and daughter behind her, glanced back, and quickly turned away.
The kitchen knife in her right hand, which had been swiftly slicing the radish on the cutting board, fell silent
. After a short while, she lifted her knee-length floral skirt with her left hand and began
to gently rub her vulva through the semi-transparent black pantyhose.

Damn husband...this happens every time my daughter comes home...

The mother glanced back again, sighed softly, took her left hand out from under her skirt, licked away
the remaining vaginal fluid, composed herself, and decided to quickly finish her work in the kitchen.

"...Ugh...Daddy...Are you going to cum...I can't take it anymore...Mmm..." The daughter gasped.
Her father's penis was so big. Although her vagina could just barely accommodate it, every time he thrust in or
out , the glans of his penis would scrape against her vagina, making her feel incredibly good. Often
, she would ejaculate more than twice before her father would finally ejaculate. At these times, she understood why her father
often had sex with women other than her mother when she was little. Her father's sexual prowess was simply too strong.

"Almost there, baby..." The father stroked his daughter's smooth back, which was already covered in fragrant sweat. Feeling that he was also
close to his limit, he picked up one of his daughter's flesh-colored stockinged legs and began to thrust faster.

"...Ah! Ah! Ah...Daddy...Daddy...Ah...I'm going to...I'm going to come..."

The daughter was overwhelmed by her father's sudden attack, and the stockinged leg that her father was holding swayed back and forth.
Her vagina twitched incessantly, tightly gripping her father's increasingly hard and thick penis. Her labia were slightly swollen,
bright red, forming a stark contrast with her father's black, rod-like penis.

Squeezed tightly by his daughter, the father groaned, his large hand cupping her full, white breasts, gripping them tightly.
He thrust forward, his penis completely disappearing into her vagina, hot semen gushing out passionately, pushing
a large clump out of the condom. The daughter's entire body flushed an alluring pink again, biting her lower lip, her vagina
convulsing, spraying her juices onto her father's glans.

Both were slightly panting after their climax, their faces flushed. The father didn't pull his penis out of his daughter's vagina
, instead straddling her, his hands roaming freely over her soft body. The daughter, in turn, wrapped her arms around her father's
back , her slender fingers tracing circles on his strong back.

"Dinner's ready, get up," the mother said, bringing the dishes from the kitchen to the father and daughter who had just finished their pleasure
.

"Mom... I want to take a shower first, I'm all soaked." The daughter blushed, nestled in her father's arms, and
pointed to her long, beautiful legs, which were soaked with their sweat.

"Me too." The father chuckled and kissed his daughter's soft red lips.

The mother nodded, but remained standing, not moving away.

The father understood and withdrew his penis from his daughter. The daughter's wide-open, stockinged legs trembled
slightly , like a floodgate opening, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing from her rosy vulva, flowing
onto the brown leather sofa and spreading out like a crystal lake.

The father walked to his mother, put his arm around her slender waist, his penis, still wet with his daughter's fluids, pressed against her lower abdomen
, lowered his head, and kissed his mother's red lips fiercely.

"Mmm..."

Hehe. The daughter smiled secretly, not wanting to disturb her parents' lovemaking, and got up to walk towards the bathroom upstairs. Along the way,
Drops of vaginal fluid dripped from her slightly parted vulva, falling to the floor in rows, filling the entire room with
a thick, erotic atmosphere.

Dining room.

"Ugh!" The daughter startled slightly, dropping a chopstick onto the table.

"What's wrong?" the mother asked.

"N-nothing..." The daughter picked up the chopstick and pretended to eat seriously.

The father chuckled inwardly, his hand under the table gently stroking the stockinged leg he had just grasped. His daughter's little feet
were so soft; after all these years, there hadn't been any calluses on the soles. Wrapped in thin stockings, they felt wonderful to the touch.

After a while, feeling unsatisfied, the father placed his daughter's small feet on her knees, freeing his hand to
unzip his pants. The daughter obediently didn't move her legs. Once the zipper was open and his penis was exposed, the father
pulled up his daughter's stockinged foot, making her press it against his penis, then took his hand off the table, letting his daughter do as she
pleased.

The daughter felt her face flush, but obediently began to perform footjob on her father. Her stockinged feet spread wide,
she rubbed her toes against his penis, occasionally massaging his testicles with her soles. The father gradually became
excited, his penis hardening and burning hot, making the soles of his feet feel warm. After a while,
the daughter felt tired using one foot, so she shifted her hips forward, lifted her other stockinged foot, and placed it on his
penis. Her two plump little feet curved into an arc, the soft soles facing inward, clamping his penis, and she began
to move it up and down. The stockings rubbed against his hard, thick penis, making a soft hissing sound, very lewd.

The father almost groaned; his daughter's stockinged feet were too beautiful. The daughter found it amusing to see her father trying to scream but unable to,
his expression one of suppressed pleasure. She worked even harder with her feet, her slender stockinged feet clamping
his penis , half-suspended in the air, swaying from side to side, driving her father to ecstasy.

The mother sensed something was wrong. Looking at her husband's pained expression and her daughter's sly smile,
she roughly guessed what had happened. She looked down under the table and saw her daughter, wearing stockings, giving her
father a footjob. A hissing sound came from under the table; the foreskin of her husband's penis had been pulled back, revealing
a swollen, purplish-red, and grotesque glans. Clear fluid oozed from the urethral opening, flowing onto her daughter's
flesh-colored stockings, leaving a dark stain.

Suddenly, "Ah!" the father cried out in pleasure, turning to look at his wife.

"What are you looking at? Eat your food." The mother's black-stockinged feet pressed against her husband's large penis, as she and her daughter
continued to abuse him. Four beautiful legs in stockings swayed gracefully under the narrow table, tightly gripping an
incredibly thick penis; the sound of stockings rubbing against flesh was clearly audible in the dining room.

"Wife...oh...you two are so amazing..."

The daughter and mother smiled at each other, their movements on their stockinged feet becoming even more vigorous, causing the father's penis to
tremble , as if it were about to explode at any moment, spraying out a torrent of semen that would soak the mother and daughter's stockinged legs, making
them glisten.

The calendar in the living room turned to Sunday.

Night fell, all was quiet, the night wind from the suburbs blowing through Liu Zhenyang's villa, but it did nothing
to cool the heat inside.

"...Mmm...uh...mmm..." The daughter's suppressed moans echoed throughout the villa.

It was late at night, the mother was already asleep next door, but the father couldn't resist and went to his daughter's room to
play with her voluptuous body. In the moonlight streaming through the window, the daughter lay prone on the pristine white sheets, like a
helpless puppy being relentlessly ridden from behind by her father. She had been fucked by him countless times in the past two days, and
her body no longer had the strength to respond. Her lean back curved into a beautiful arc,
her full breasts pressed against the sheets, squeezed into two constantly rotating
white mounds with each thrust of her father's hips. Her long, black hair, past her shoulders, cascaded down the white sheets. Her arms gripped the pillow, her
beautiful alluring face buried deep within it, emitting muffled moans.

"You're leaving tomorrow, and I really don't want you to go," her father said, thrusting again with force, his glans pressing against
her cervix , the heat making her lift her face from the pillow.

"I don't want to go either… oh… um… I don't want to go back… I want… oh… to be by your side
… for you to fuck me every day…" As she spoke, a clear tear rolled down her cheek, whether
from the depth of her father's thrusts or something else entirely, it was unclear.

"It's all your mother's fault!" As the weekend drew to a close, the father's mind was filled with
the image of his daughter's disgusting husband, and an inescapable irritation surged within him. He gripped his daughter's plump buttocks firmly, thrusting his hips with
even , causing her vaginal fluids to splatter with each "slap! slap!" of flesh against flesh, splashing onto
his own legs, onto his daughter's legs, and wetting the pristine white sheets.

"...Mmm...Dad...it hurts...Dad, slower..." The daughter was gradually finding it unbearable. Her father
was going too far; his long pubic hair, due to the increasing pace of their lovemaking, would occasionally stick to his penis with her vaginal fluids,
squeezing into her vagina and causing her pain.

The father seemed not to hear her, venting his frustration. His fingers dug deep into his daughter
's snow-white buttocks, clad in pink pantyhose, forcefully spreading her buttocks apart. His thick, dark penis, radiating a terrifying heat,
moved in and out rapidly, enveloped by his daughter's gentle embrace.

"Dad...Dad...it's going to break...I want...ah..." The daughter trembled, her slender waist
arching , her inner thighs, clad in pink pantyhose, taut and tense. Her vaginal cavity trembled and contracted incessantly, waves of vaginal
fluid flowing from their point of union, dripping down and soaking a large patch of the sheets.

The father, unusually, didn't stop for a moment during his daughter's orgasm; his lower body continued to thrust, like a
perpetual motion machine, driving his daughter almost to the point of collapse.

"Dad...Dad..." The daughter buried her face in the pillow again, her slightly muffled moans continuing to
echo in the villa, only now the pillow was stained with tears, damp and soggy.

"Sigh..."

The mother, wearing a set of off-white lingerie, leaned against the headboard of the master bedroom next to her daughter's, listening to
the moans mixed with sobs coming through the wall, and sighed helplessly. She began to feel confused
; had she really been right to force her daughter to do what she did? At first she was resolute, but as time went by and she got used to her husband having both her and their daughter
at the same time , indulging in debauchery on weekends, she began to waver.

As the mother sighed alone, the groans from next door gradually subsided, and after a while, the villa
fell completely silent again.

"Bang!" The master bedroom door was forcefully flung open, and the husband appeared in the doorway. He
walked in naked, his thick penis unprotected, stained with the vaginal
fluid , dripping onto the expensive pure wool carpet as he walked.

The wife, no longer caring, reached behind her back and unbuttoned her bra. The milky-white bra
slipped down, revealing her firm, white breasts, which swayed slightly in the air, welcoming her husband. The husband grabbed a corner of the thin
sheet and ripped it open, instantly exposing his wife's beautiful curves. Beneath her mature and alluring face, her full
breasts and buttocks, clad only in a white thong that barely covered her skin, exuded an irresistible allure, beckoning him to his
dominance.

He pounced on his wife, pinning her beneath him, and kissed her passionately.

The wife opened her mouth to meet his, letting his tongue explore her mouth, the sounds of their kisses filling the air.
The husband reached into his wife's small thong and roughly ripped it open,
exposing her vulva to him—just like their daughter, a hairless, white tiger.

He steadied his penis, aimed it at her labia, and pressed it against hers. Following
the still-wet .

"Ah!"

His penis, still glistening with their daughter's love juices, slid smoothly deep into his wife's body.

He pressed her long, slender legs against his chest, his strong buttocks beginning to move, his thick, long
penis spreading her vibrant labia, each thrust penetrating her tight vagina with full force.

Her vaginal canal instantly felt hot; she once again felt that strange, almost perverse pleasure.
This pleasure came from the lubricant on her husband's penis—the combined fluids of her daughter and husband,
intertwined and seeping into her body, incredibly slippery, making it easier for her husband to enter and exit.

A thought suddenly popped into her head: If I get pregnant again after this,
will the child in my belly be my daughter's or mine?

Although the answer was probably obvious, the wife unconsciously chose the more lewd one. The more she thought about it, the more excited
she , a bright blush rising on her face, and she cried out loudly, "...fuck me...
ah...ah...husband...fuck me...I'll give you another daughter...this time...this time I won't...
ah...I won't marry her off again...I'll keep her at home for you to fuck...ah..."

Hearing his wife's moans, the father's eyes widened, his eyes turning bloodshot, and he fucked her even harder, "Fuck you to death!
Fuck you to death, you slut!"

The wife tried her best to spread her legs wide so that her husband's ridiculously thick penis could
penetrate her body more smoothly and quickly. The mature woman's labia were rapidly flipped by her husband's violent thrusting, her rosy flesh
opening and closing, love juice flying everywhere, her slender fingers gripping the sheets tightly, leaving lines on them.

After a while, the husband released his hands, no longer pressing down on his wife's beautiful legs, and instead reached onto her smooth, white
back , encircling her entire body with his arms. His lower body began to move again.

"...Ah...too...too deep..." The wife was completely unable to move, held tightly by her husband
like a human pillar. Inside her vagina, the husband's thrusting rhythm was far beyond what he had ever done, the lewd sounds of flesh slapping together blending
together.

"I'll make you marry off your daughter, I'll make you marry off your daughter..." The father kept muttering this phrase,
as if he had lost his mind, his penis growing larger and larger. Finally, his penis, engorged to its limit, thrust in violently, the glans
squeezing into his wife's uterus, releasing a torrent of life essence.

"...Ah! Husband...ah...ah...ah..."

The red of sexual pleasure spread from under the wife's neck, enveloping her entire seductive face.
The wife's whole body began to tremble, her soft, bright red lips parted, and after a soft, seductive scream, her body went limp,
her chest heaving violently, her breathing erratic.

The husband, panting heavily, released his grip, and his wife's body stretched out. He shifted his body slightly, lying
behind his wife, burying his head in her thick hair, still faintly scented with shampoo, and wrapped his arms around her
soft, slender waist, remaining still.

The wife's breathing gradually calmed. Smelling the strong
, hormonal delicate, boneless hand rested on her husband's large arm around her waist. She remained silent for a long
time before finally speaking, "I'm sorry..."

"Is that all you wanted to say?" The husband tightened his arms, making his grip painful. "I
gave up so much for our daughter, and in the end, it's all turned out like this. It's been half a year, too long. I ca
n't take it anymore."

"Our daughter isn't young anymore. She needs her own family. She can't stay by your side forever. She
needs her husband's love, just as I need you. And in the not-too-distant future, she'll need her own children.
You can't give her any of that."

"No, I can!" The husband's voice rose sharply, filled with hysteria.

"Don't be like this... She's married to someone else now. Isn't it pointless to say all this now?"

"...Wife, I hate you."

"I know." The wife's lips curled into a smile, a smile that held so much unspoken emotions.

The next morning, the sky was overcast, and fine raindrops sprinkled through the city. Liu Zhenyang and
his daughter stood at the villa's entrance, saying goodbye. A taxi with its "vacant" sign turned off stopped at the villa's steps. The driver
leaned against the window, idly waiting for his customer to get in.

"Dad, I'm leaving now." The daughter tried to smile more sweetly at this farewell,
but to no avail. Even with a beautiful smile, her red and moist eyes revealed a deep
reluctance and sorrow.

"Tell me 'I don't want to go,' say it now. I'll persuade your mother to let you stay one more day."
The father's sharp eyes were fixed on his daughter, conveying a strong sense of possessiveness.

"Dad..." The daughter couldn't bear it any longer. Her gaze turned to the garden, and then she unexpectedly saw her mother
standing behind the large French windows of the villa, watching the departing father and daughter.

"...Have you fallen in love with that bastard? Have you fallen in love with that bastard?! Otherwise, why don't you..."
"Say it?!" The father's eyes welled with bloodshot veins again, just like last night. His large hands gripped
his daughter 's shoulders, trembling slightly. The daughter felt as if her shoulder joints were about to shatter, but she didn't say anything. She hugged
her father, pressing her face against his chest.

"Dad, I love you. I've always loved you, in the past, now, and in the future.
I will never love anyone else but you, believe me."

The father no longer cared about the taxi driver who had been watching them say goodbye. He lowered his head and kissed his daughter's bright red lips,
painted with glossy lipstick, his rough tongue probing into her mouth

…

With a "snap," the taxi sped along the suburban highway ring road. Liu Xun closed her flip phone, its home screen
displaying , lost in thought for a moment.

The intense sexual sensations of the previous night still lingered,
the image of her father's strong, dark physique holding her during intercourse flashing through her mind—his rough fingers gripping her breasts, ten fingers digging deep into her flesh
. Their sticky sweat mingled, exuding an aphrodisiac scent. His hard abdominal muscles stretched and swayed,
slapping against her white, plump buttocks with each thrust of his penis. His dark, veiny penis repeatedly entered and exited her
relatively delicate pink vagina, eliciting shy, wet sounds…

Liu Xun felt… She was wet again. She used her stylish handbag to cover the dark-colored company-issued skirt beneath her clothes. Her slender hands rubbed against her black-stockinged thighs, gently massaging her clitoris
through the thin, silky pantyhose and lace panties . How old was she when she first made love with her father? ...Right, sixteen. In the somewhat stuffy car, Liu Xun closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She secretly masturbated , beginning to recall her first sexual experience. The scene of her first time making love with her father, the feeling of becoming one with him , the pain of receiving his thick penis for the first time, the rose-red blood that flowed out when she gave herself to him... That year, Liu Xun was sixteen. "Dad, how come you're so amazing today? My mouth is sore, and you haven't even ejaculated yet." The daughter lifted her head from between her father's hairy crotch. A thin, clear thread of pre-ejaculate fluid hung between her father's swollen penis and her tender red lips. She flicked her tongue, breaking the thread, and then asked why he had lasted so long today. The father reached out and stroked her hair gently, saying with some emotion, "It just feels a little unreal. Today is your sixteenth birthday, yet I still clearly remember what you looked like as a baby . Time really flies..." In the warm summer air of her daughter's bedroom, the father, wearing only a tight black t-shirt, leaned against the headboard. The daughter, dressed in a custom-made modified school uniform—a summer sailor outfit—stood between her father's legs, providing him with the special service she had been providing for the past six years. The sixteen-year-old daughter had blossomed into a graceful young woman, her beauty perhaps a result of her intimacy with her father... Her figure grew increasingly alluring and sweet. Beneath her waist-length black hair, her body, clad in a white sailor uniform with black stripes , was shapely and shapely. What were once small breasts adorned with pink cherries had now grown into full peaks that her father could grasp and play with. Her slender waist was exposed beneath the sailor uniform, which she wore while arching her back, revealing a large expanse of pale , rosy flesh. Her full, fleshy buttocks were covered by a high-quality black pleated skirt that clung tightly to the curves of her upturned hips, barely concealing her silky lace panties. Her two beautiful, curved legs were encased in pure black , opaque stockings that extended past her delicate feet to the mid-thighs. The contrast between the black stockings reflecting the sunlight and the exposed, pale, rosy thighs was striking. This was her father's favorite; she had discovered this six years ago, and since then, she too had fallen in love with stockings. "Don't get distracted, okay? Xiao Xun is trying very hard to get Daddy to ejaculate in my mouth," she said. The daughter pouted, her rosy lips, glistening with her own saliva and her father's pre-ejaculate, her cheeks puffed out, and said with a hint of grievance, as she grasped her father's hot, thick penis with her slender hand, squeezing it slightly. The father thought his daughter was incredibly cute at that moment, and leaned in to kiss her glistening lips. The daughter obediently closed her eyes, letting her father's tongue explore her mouth. Saliva gradually increased in their mouths, and the father and daughter's saliva mingled and mixed together, then were each . The passionate kiss lasted for over half an hour. When their lips parted, the daughter was intoxicated. Her eyes were hazy with desire as she looked at her father's hard face, her heart pounding more fiercely than ever before. She wanted to make that request, the request she had wanted to say for six years. "Daddy, eat Xiao Xun. Xiao Xun is sixteen years old now, her body can accommodate Daddy's big stick ." The father wasn't too surprised. He just stared at his daughter without saying a word, but his heart was beating just as fast as hers. His hesitation wasn't due to ethics or anything else; it was simply that the shadow of his recklessness six years ago, which had caused his daughter so much pain, hadn't completely faded. Six years ago, after his daughter wore Qin Jing's stockings and gave him oral sex, the father, in a fit of rage, tried to penetrate her . The result was predictable: he couldn't even fit the head of his penis in, instead causing his daughter to cry out in pain . Partly because his daughter's body was too small, and partly because his penis was too large—some women who had sex with him needed a long time to adjust to its size. Because of this incident, the deflowering of his daughter had been delayed for six years, during which time they could only kiss, perform oral sex, and foot fetishes… "Dad, come on, consider it my birthday present." The daughter grabbed her father's rough, large hand and pressed it against her already full breasts. Through her sailor uniform and her ever-present undershirt, the father gently caressed her breasts. The daughter giggled happily and kissed her father's lips. Underneath her clothes, except for her knee-high black stockings, everything else was obscured. The daughter, stripped down to only her stockings , was held in her father's naked, muscular arms. His penis was fully erect, veins bulging, parting her labia, ready to perform the sacred rite of passage for her. The daughter's fair arms encircled her father's strong neck, and she whispered softly in his ear, "Daddy, I'm yours."

The father kissed his daughter's neck, his lower body thrusting forward suddenly.

"Ugh!"

the girl groaned in pain, her eyes tightly closed, tears welling in her eyes. Her arms
tightened . Bright red blood flowed from where their bodies had joined
, staining the pure white sheets like a vibrant red rose.

The father froze, his pupils dilating, his eyes unfocused as he gazed at his daughter's tear-streaked
face. A feeling he had never experienced before began to spread through him.

It was an emotion Liu Zhenyang had never felt before; he didn't know what to call it. It
was like a warm, continuous spring flowing through his heart, filled with passion and tranquility
… Perhaps, this was love?

Liu Zhenyang's pupils narrowed as he looked at his daughter, a strange tenderness he had never felt before appearing in his eyes.

He gently kissed his daughter's eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips... His right hand, thumb and forefinger
, pinched her pink nipple and began to rhythmically knead it. His left hand reached behind her, stroking her smooth, delicate
back to help soothe the pain of her ruptured hymen.

His daughter gradually recovered. She opened her eyes, her gaze hazy with desire, and murmured softly, "Daddy, Daddy
..."

"Feeling better?" her father asked gently.

A shy blush rose on her face. She nodded slightly, opened her mouth
, and bit her father's neck lightly, saying indistinctly, "Daddy... move a little, it's so full."

The father tried to penetrate deeper, and seeing that his daughter's face was only red and showed no sign of pain,
he began to thrust quickly.

"...Mmm...uh..." The blush spread from her neck and face to her entire body,
her curvaceous body covered in a rosy hue, incredibly alluring.

The father grabbed his daughter's black-stockinged legs, spreading them wider. He
looked down at the place where they were joined. His thick, dark penis glistened with oil,
tightly enveloped by his daughter's delicate, pink labia. With each thrust, her soft labia opened and closed, streams of vaginal fluid
mixed with specks of blood moistening his penis, making it easier for him to enter and exit her.

"Does it feel good, my good daughter?"

"...Mmm...it feels warm inside."

"Then can Daddy go faster?" Actually, the father was already getting a little impatient with the pace. He wondered if it was because
his daughter's body was a little special, but the soft flesh inside her vagina was rhythmically being touched with each thrust,
seemingly unconsciously squeezing out fluid, making him unbearably itchy. But he was worried about his daughter's inexperience, so
he didn't dare to be too rough at first.

"Yes, Xiao Xun can take it, Daddy, come on." His daughter bit her tender lower lip, her face resolute
.

The father gripped his daughter's slender waist, his lower body thrusting faster and more violently. The daughter, experiencing sex for the first time
, gasped and moaned as her father's large penis gripped her, her cries growing louder and louder. The soft flesh inside her vagina was being touched more and more frequently,
squeezing the father until he felt waves of pleasure. The father couldn't help but exclaim, "My good daughter, your pussy is truly exquisite."

"Better than...better than Mommy...mmm?"

"Yours is the best, baby, let's change positions." The father grasped his daughter's plump buttocks, withdrew his
penis slightly, turned her body around, and made her lie face down on the bed, her buttocks raised, for a rear-entry position.

"Daddy, I feel your penis getting bigger again." The daughter squeezed her father's penis with the soft flesh inside her vagina
.

"It's not that mine got bigger, it's just that this position made your pussy tighter." The father patted his daughter's
buttocks, and his waist began to thrust again.

As the daughter gradually became more familiar with intercourse, her movements awkwardly yielding to her father's advances. She turned her head,
"Daddy, kiss me."

Her father's tongue explored her mouth, his thick penis thrusting inside her.
The feeling of being one with her father made her feel like she possessed the whole world.

The sounds of flesh slapping and her seductive breaths echoed in her room for over ten minutes.
Being a virgin, she quickly reached orgasm.

"Xiao Xun...you're...you're broken." Her toes, encased in black stockings, curled stiffly, her whole body
trembling slightly. The rosy hue of desire reached its most alluring moment. Experiencing her first orgasm,
her vaginal canal tightened to its limit, gripping her father's penis tightly, and her juices gushed forth.

Scalded by her daughter's juices, the father didn't restrain himself, thrusting his penis deep into her uterus,
his glans wide open, and hot semen gushing in.

"Huff, huff..." The father's semi-erect penis remained inside his daughter's vagina. Father and daughter embraced tightly,
panting, savoring the afterglow of their climax. The room was utterly quiet, save for their gradually slowing breaths.

Once their breathing had calmed, the naked father and daughter gazed tenderly at each other.

The daughter's fingers gently traced the muscles of her father's back, her face filled with happiness as she said, "
Daddy , I love you."

The father ruffled his daughter's hair and kissed her forehead. "My dear daughter, I love you too."

Several peaceful days passed. That afternoon, it was Liu Xun's school dismissal time.

Liu Zhenyang sat listlessly on the sofa, newspaper in hand, glancing back at the door every now and then, waiting for
his daughter to appear.

From when his daughter was little, Liu Zhenyang had this habit, but after having relations with her,
it had become even more pronounced and intense. He constantly longed to see his daughter and her delicate body.

Just as he was growing impatient and preparing to take a car to pick her up from school, the door opened, and his daughter's figure appeared
behind it.

"Dad... I'm home."

The daughter seemed a little strange today; her smile wasn't quite natural, and her hand remained on the collar of her sailor uniform.
After greeting her father, she quickly ran back to her room. Sensing something was amiss, the father
asked from outside her closed door, "Xiao Xun, what happened? Tell Daddy."

"Nothing, Daddy."

"Then open the door, Daddy will come in and see."

"..." After a while, the daughter reluctantly opened her bedroom door. Liu Zhenyang noticed
his daughter had changed her clothes: a tight pink tank top, white cotton panties, and semi-transparent knee-high stockings—very
alluring. Liu Zhenyang's attention shifted, and he saw his daughter's sailor uniform crumpled up and stuffed under the bed, only revealing...
A corner of her uniform.

Liu Zhenyang felt increasingly uneasy. His daughter, like his wife, was a very clean person, always neatly folding and
storing her clothes. Why was she acting so strangely today?

Liu Zhenyang walked around his daughter, squatted down, and picked up her sailor uniform.

"Daddy..." His daughter bit her pink lower lip, tears welling up in her eyes, looking aggrieved and on the verge of tears
.

Liu Zhenyang looked closely and noticed a large tear in the collar of her sailor uniform, and
the pleated skirt also showed signs of being torn. Liu Zhenyang's heart sank, but reason told him that now
was not the time to react.

"Come on, sit on Daddy's lap." Liu Zhenyang patted his strong thighs.

His daughter obediently sat down on his lap. Liu Zhenyang hugged his daughter, kissed her hair, and asked softly,
"Tell Daddy what happened? Daddy will take care of you."

His daughter buried her face in her father's chest, smelling his familiar, strong masculine scent, and
the emotions she had suppressed on the way back were suddenly released. "Waaah... Daddy..." the daughter cried.

Liu Zhenyang kissed away her tears, gently patted her back to calm her down
, and then asked what had happened.

The daughter clung tightly to her father, trembling slightly, and sobbed as she recounted what had happened that afternoon.

She had almost been raped!!!

After being "developed" by Liu Zhenyang, the already alluring daughter exuded an even stronger, naturally seductive
charm. At school, every man with a modicum of courage confessed his feelings to her in various ways
, including teachers. Every day, her shoe cabinet was filled with love letters, and boys she met
would run to her side after each class.

She was reminiscent of her mother in her younger days.

Then, disaster struck. After saying goodbye to her friends at the bus stop, the daughter, sitting on a bench waiting for the bus
, hadn't even reacted when three thugs, in broad daylight, covered her mouth, tied her up, and took her to a dark
alley , intending to commit some disgusting act. The onlookers were either stunned or indifferent. Fortunately,
a policeman happened to be passing by and rescued her from the thugs. The policeman was young and handsome, and was some
kind of captain. His grateful daughter gave him her home address and phone number, and he then took her home.
Since nothing substantial had happened, the daughter, wanting to avoid trouble, tried to keep it a secret from her family,
but her father found out.

Liu Zhengyang sighed and affectionately patted his daughter's head. She was still too young, hadn't
experienced the dark side of society, and was easily fooled.

Liu Zhengyang wasn't stupid. In broad daylight, someone dared to commit rape next to that prestigious school,
and coincidentally, a policeman happened to be passing by that secluded alley, and coincidentally, he was tall, handsome, and promising.

That policeman was the real culprit.

After getting the policeman's name and the physical characteristics of the three thugs, Liu Zhengyang prepared to act.

He returned to his and his wife's room and opened a drawer in the corner of the wardrobe that hadn't been opened for years. The drawer
was nearly empty, containing only two items: a gleaming silver semi-automatic pistol and a jet-black
dagger with deep blood grooves. Liu Zhenyang took out the pistol, skillfully fiddled with it for a moment, and then put it down. He then took out
the dagger sheath, clearly showing signs of use, and closed the drawer.

He changed his clothes—jeans, a black jacket, the dagger in its holster, securely fastened to his side,
concealed by the black jacket.

Liu Zhenyang was enraged, more enraged than ever before. "How dare you touch my daughter? You're asking for trouble!
When I killed people back then, you weren't even embryos yet!"

Liu Zhenyang had once gone astray. His adoptive father was a division commander in a field army, a renowned martial arts
expert in his youth. Liu Zhenyang inherited his skills, and at the age of fourteen, after a quarrel with his father, he ran away from home. Penniless,
Liu Zhenyang unwittingly became a henchman for the underworld—or, to put it more bluntly, a hitman. Liu Zhenyang
's skills were dazzling, especially among a group of young thugs his age. The leader of the underworld
organization greatly admired his skills and young age, and arranged for him to assassinate several other gang
leaders.

This caused a huge uproar throughout the city. Liu Zhenyang's father was eventually brought back to the city, enraging the higher
-ups. After reporting to their superiors, the army was deployed, completely dismantling the city's underworld.

For the next decade or so, the city became a well-known safe and secure place. Consequently, Liu Zhenyang's name
spread widely within the underworld. In several nearby cities, "Brother Yang" was a golden name, someone you could mention but not touch. Mentioning
"Brother Yang" made every underworld boss and policeman tighten their belts. "He doesn't even look in the mirror! He dares to have affairs with
my daughter! He's asking for death!"

Liu Zhenyang made several phone calls before setting off.

"Hello, is this Director Zhu? Hello, it's like this..."

"Black Monkey, it's me..."

"Wife, I have something to tell you, you need to be mentally prepared... Right... Tell Mom? No need, right?
...Okay then... I've decided, that's it."

Liu Zhenyang opened the door and was surprised to find his daughter standing in front of it.

"Daddy, are you going out?" His daughter looked at Liu Zhenyang timidly.

"Yes, Daddy is going out to handle your matter, I'll be back soon."

"I... I'll go too, okay?"

Liu Zhenyang smiled. "You'll see something unpleasant, be good and wait for me to come back at home." Saying that,
he ruffled his daughter's hair.

"Oh..."

After putting on his tall leather military boots and inserting the key into the black Harley motorcycle that he didn't use often, his daughter
spoke .

"Daddy."

Liu Zhenyang had already put on his helmet, and he turned to look at his daughter.

"Kiss."

"Heh."

After the passionate kiss, Liu Zhenyang set off.

It was almost an hour later when everything was finished, and that was because Liu Zhenyang was quick enough.

His daughter looked at her father, her eyes moist. Liu Zhenyang wasn't missing any limbs; instead, he had some
extra things—blood, mainly concentrated on his cuffs and shoes, clearly splattered, some still
raw and emitting a fishy smell.

"Why are you crying? Daddy's perfectly fine," Liu Zhenyang smiled, intending to gently stroke his daughter's hair.
However, seeing the blood on his hands, he withdrew them and headed to the bathroom on the second floor. "Daddy, go
take a shower ."

"Splash, splash..." Liu Zhenyang, completely naked, was standing under the showerhead when he suddenly noticed
someone enter the bathroom.

His pretty daughter, wearing only black stockings, walked in with small steps. Her well-proportioned breasts swayed with
her movements, very alluring.

The father turned off the shower, licked his lips, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to give Daddy a bath," the daughter pouted her soft lips.

The father swallowed, his naked penis instantly becoming erect, pointing straight at his daughter's face.
He pulled his daughter closer, kneading her soft, white buttocks, a lewd smile playing on his lips. "Let me wash
my good daughter ."

"We both need to wash," the daughter licked her father's nipple, her slender fingers grasping his thick penis,
beginning to gently undulate it.

After a passionate bath filled with caresses and splattering fluids, the daughter, panting softly, lay on her father's strong chest,
her face flushed, gazing at him with adoration.

"What are you looking at?"

"Looking at Daddy, Daddy's so handsome."

"Daddy's getting old, not handsome anymore." The father's thick fingers gently caressed his sixteen-year-old daughter
's tender anus.

"Mmm..." the daughter moaned, "I'm not old at all, Daddy's the most handsome, much more handsome than those little boys
, and Daddy isn't old at all. Not only can he make love with both Mommy and me at home without getting tired, but he also satisfies
so many aunties at the club, hee hee."

"My good daughter likes older men?"

"I only like Daddy."

The father felt a surge of warmth in his heart, kissing his daughter deeply, his tongue greedily sucking inside.

"Mmm... Daddy, you're so good..."

As her father's mouth left her face, the daughter suddenly exclaimed "Eh!" and excitedly
said , "Daddy, let's play a fun game!"

The father pulled his penis out of his daughter's vagina, and a mixture of their viscous fluids gushed from her
rosy labia. He played with her plump, bare labia majora and asked, "
What game are we playing now?"

"Hehe." The daughter grabbed her father's hand, which was covered in his fluids, and took it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around and swallowing the fluids.
After licking it, she pouted her moist red lips and giggled, "This time we'll play a new game,
role-playing, a story of a womanizer and a high school girl. Daddy is the womanizer, the rapist, and I'm the weak girl you
caught ."

The father's mouth dropped open, looking dumbfounded, but his previously limp penis was now
erect .

"Hehe, you perverted daddy, I knew you'd like that. Come on, tie me up first."

"This... how do I tie you up?" The father didn't react for a moment.

"Get into character, get into character! How can a womanizer ask a girl how to tie someone up?" Even as she said this,
her eyes kept drifting towards her stockings.

The father felt his lust rising uncontrollably. This alluring little vixen! He pressed down on
his daughter's full breasts, grabbed the base of her already soaked black stockings, and roughly pulled them down.

"Ah! You pervert! Let me go!" His daughter struggled, her acting quite convincing. The more
she struggled , the more her lust intensified. Without even removing the stockings from her other long, beautiful leg, he took the
black stockings she had just taken off, stretched them into a long strip, and quickly tied her wrists behind her back.

"You bastard! Let me go! Let me go!" His daughter struggled even more violently, her shoulder-length hair
falling loose, and glistening tears streaming down her

face. The father hesitated, unsure if he should continue so roughly. He usually
doted , never this rough before. Had he gone too far?

The daughter, still with tear stains, winked playfully at him, indicating that it was alright and they could continue. The father, relieved
, picked her up and placed her on the floor beside the bathtub. He then gave her soft, tender
buttocks .

"Smack!"

"You little slut, once my big southern shove is inside, you'll be begging me to put it in!" The father spread
his hands his daughter's two white, tender thighs, his swollen penis pressing against her vulva.

"Let me go! Let me go! Waaah..." The daughter shook her head desperately, biting her lip, her thighs
squeezing inward, refusing to let her father pry them open. Unfortunately, her strength was far too weak compared to her father's, and it had no effect. Instead, it only fueled his arousal.
He could no longer restrain himself; his penis thrust forward, penetrating his daughter's tight little hole.

"Ah..." the daughter moaned, her body trembling. The force that had been gripping her legs shifted entirely to
her vagina , desperately clamping down on her father's thick penis.

"So tight..." The father felt an overwhelming pleasure. His daughter's warm, moist vagina was incredibly tight under her deliberate contractions.
He experienced a tightness completely different from the previous times they had made love. Pleasure spread throughout his body along his penis.
He cupped his daughter's firm, white breasts with both hands and began to thrust wildly.

"I'll fuck you to death, you slut!"

"Ah... um... ah..." The daughter's struggles became weaker and weaker. Her originally taut buttocks even began
to meet her father's intrusion. Inside her naturally endowed cavity, the undulating soft flesh, covered in sticky, lustful fluid, undulated rhythmically with her father's thrusts
, making his throbbing penis inside her even harder and hotter.

"Slut, are you enjoying this? Your ass is moving."

"That's... that's because... ah... it's hitting the spot... um..."

"Say it, let me fuck you!"

"..." The daughter bit her lip tightly, determined not to say a word.

"You won't talk, huh?" The father stopped, ceasing his thrusting, only rubbing the head of his penis against his daughter's cervix.
"If you won't talk, then I'll stop."

"No... I..." The daughter was caught off guard by her father's sudden stop, hanging in mid-air, stretching out her long, silk -stockinged
legs to encircle him, her plump feet rubbing against his back.

"Say it, you want my big penis to fuck you."

"I... want your... big penis... to fuck me..." The daughter's face was already incredibly red;
from birth until now, she had never uttered such vulgar words.

The father hoisted his daughter's black-stockinged legs onto his shoulders, his hands enjoying the silky feel of the stockings, his lower body beginning to...
He thrust rapidly, then stopped just in time; he couldn't bear to part with his precious daughter.

"Ah...fuck me...fuck me..."

"I'm...I'm going to come...ah!" His daughter arched her slender waist, the alluring flush of sex spreading throughout
her body . The father held his daughter's sexy black stockinged toes in his mouth, his glans pressing against her cervix, and
began ejaculating without restraint.

Suddenly, a shattering sound rang out.

The father whirled around. In the wide-open bathroom doorway, the mother, dressed in a sexy
office lady suit, stared wide-eyed at the father and daughter in the act of intercourse, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. On the
floor lay shards of broken porcelain, and spilled, bitter brown coffee...

As dusk settled,
the a sea of lights reflecting off the sky, leaving only a dim, reddish glow,
devoid of clouds or starlight. In the city center, on the top floor of the trendy Imperial Building...

The top floor of the tapering building served as a self-contained office, occupied by Miao Rou'er, the owner of the Dimen
Group and the Dimen Building.

It was midnight.

Miao Rou'er reclined languidly in a large black leather swivel chair, her back to the desk,
gazing down at the city lights through the impossibly large floor-to-ceiling windows.

She looked somewhat tired; unusually, faint dark circles appeared under her eyes, a rare sight on her usually well-maintained face. However,
she remained as elegant and glamorous as ever, strikingly beautiful.

On the soft sofa, she wore a neatly styled bun, a well-tailored black and white striped
OL suit, and underneath, a light warm gray silk shirt that clung to her body,
perfectly outlining her full and curvaceous figure. Beneath the tight-fitting skirt, which only reached mid-thigh, black semi-transparent
stockings and fair legs, which were crossed and arched. Following the firm curves of her legs downwards
, a pair of pointed black leather high heels covered her barely visible feet in the stockings, resting on the floor,
her insteps slightly arched, making the black semi-transparent stockings appear even tighter. Through the stockings, faint
blue veins could be seen rising and falling beneath her translucent skin.

Miao Rou'er crossed her black-stockinged legs, changed the order in which they were crossed, turned her body slightly, picked up a glass of red wine with her slender white
hand , swirled the rich red wine in the glass, took an elegant
sip, then put the glass down and sighed almost imperceptibly.

A whole day had passed since she discovered her husband and daughter's incestuous relationship. Since yesterday afternoon, she hadn't
gone home, and hadn't answered her husband's or daughter's calls. She had just sat in her office, lost in thought.
The assistant's office downstairs was piled high with documents, but she simply didn't have the mood to deal with these
relatively insignificant matters. The most important thing was her own heart.

From the shock and disbelief when she first discovered it yesterday afternoon, to the complex emotions of recalling the absurd events of sixteen years ago,
and then to self-pity, Miao Rou'er's inner turmoil had never stopped. If her initial runaway was
a protest , then now it was because she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Since starting her own business, no matter how busy she was, unless she was traveling for work,
she would to enjoy her husband's embrace and her daughter's innocence.

She just hadn't expected that in the blink of an eye, her daughter had reached the age where she could have sex, and with
her father, her own husband.

She, who loved her family above all else, had broken her usual rule and
stayed out all night . What kind of behavior was this? Miao Rou'er smiled self-deprecatingly, brought her wine glass to her rosy lips,
tilted her head back slightly, and took another small sip of red wine.

She wondered if that bastard Zhenyang would misunderstand her, thinking she was out fooling around at night? Miao
Rou'er suddenly tensed up again, but then she turned her head and saw the
fluorescent antique bronze wall clock on the dimly lit office wall showing 12:10, and her tension subsided.

So, she had indeed been out fooling around for two nights. Miao Rou'er opened her throat and gulped down the red wine.
A glass she hadn't even touched all evening was gone in an instant.

She spun her chair around, poured another glass of red wine from her desk into a stemmed glass,
turned back , and stared blankly at the night view.

She raised her glass, about to take another sip.

A large hand silently reached out and snatched the glass from her hand. Then, a familiar
voice rang out: "You rarely drink; drinking like this isn't good."

Miao Rou'er's heart pounded. She pushed off the floor with her pointed black high heels, and the swivel chair turned.
She saw her husband, Liu Zhenyang, whom she hadn't seen for over a day.

Suddenly, she remembered something. Her black-stockinged feet rubbed against the inside of her heels, and she pushed off again, turning the swivel chair
back to its original position. She turned her back to her husband, without saying a word.

Her husband walked up to her, knelt down in front of her, wrapped his arms around her soft, slender waist, and embraced her. He said
softly , "Come home with me. Our daughter has been crying because you haven't come home for two nights. She's
waiting for you in the living room."

Miao Rou'er's heart softened instantly, and she gently parted her beautiful red lips. "Did someone come in their Harley? I won't go back
without one."

"Yes! Yes!" Her husband was overjoyed, secretly relieved that he had come in a Harley.

"Then... let's go." Miao Rou'er put down her wine glass and tried to stand up. But before she could straighten up, her
legs swayed to one side. Her husband quickly caught her, and suddenly, he was in her arms.

"Maybe I've been sitting for too long, and my blood isn't flowing properly..." Miao Rou'er explained, blushing. She felt
this was necessary, not only to explain why she had fallen but also to explain where she had been for the past two days.

Her husband understood, of course. He lowered his head and kissed Miao Rou'er. Miao Rou'er responded passionately.

The husband stirred Miao Rou'er's saliva, which smelled of red wine, with his lust rising. His penis was fully erect,
pressing against his wife's lower abdomen through her thin summer clothes, rubbing incessantly.

"Close the curtains..." Miao Rou'er felt the volcanic heat of her husband's genitals against her lower abdomen,
and her own desire was ignited. She pressed her voluptuous body tightly against her husband, kissing him while mumbling
indistinctly.

Her husband pinched her large, plump buttocks, his strong arms lifting her sexy, semi-transparent black stockings.
Her beautiful legs were lifted into the air and placed on a luxurious desk almost the size of a bed. With her free hand, she
lightly tapped a raised LCD screen on the desk. With

a "whoosh," the dark folding curtains on either side of the previously wide-open floor-to-ceiling windows closed
completely, blocking out all light. The room was plunged into darkness, save for the faint glow of the touchscreen
panel . The husband pressed his lips to his wife's, about to kiss her again.

"The door isn't locked yet, Mingmei might come in," Miao Rou'er said softly, blocking her husband's lips with her hand.
Ai Mingmei, Miao Rou'er's chief assistant.

The husband, unable to do anything else, tapped the electronic touchscreen control panel a few more times.
After a few "clicks," the office on the top floor of the Dimen Building was completely isolated from the outside world. In the darkness, the sounds of kissing echoed incessantly. The husband's large hands skillfully undressed Miao Rou'er

in the almost completely dark room , stripping her of her straight, form-fitting skirt, soft silk blouse, and sexy, see-through lingerie, leaving only her beloved, soft stockings clinging to her rounded thighs. The husband, now undressed as well, his erect penis, throbbing like a large iron rod, trembled, saluting Miao Rou'er. He hesitated for a moment, then tapped the electronic touchscreen, illuminating the warm yellow light of the lamp on the naked couple , creating a romantic atmosphere. He grasped his penis, pressed it against Miao Rou'er's bright red vulva, rubbing it against the clear, lubricating fluid she secreted , before inserting it. "Wait," the husband said, looking at Miao Rou'er with a puzzled expression. Miao Rou'er looked at her husband's face, which appeared . She slowly said, "I don't want to see your face today. Come in from behind." Her husband smiled, hugged Miao Rou'er's soft, pink buttocks, turned her around, and made her lean on the not-too -high desk, her round, full buttocks raised. He parted her two alluring, sexy legs in black stockings, and his already swollen, purplish-red glans aimed, thrusting in easily, reaching her cervix. "Mmm," Miao Rou'er groaned contentedly, her vaginal walls squeezing her husband's penis. "Phew, wife, your vagina is so tight. After all these years, it's still like when you were a virgin," her husband exclaimed, his lower body beginning to thrust vigorously. His charcoal-black penis, thicker than Miao Rou'er's wrist, used her vaginal fluid as lubricant, moving in and out of her narrow vaginal opening. Miao Rou'er cooperatively wiggled her fair, plump buttocks, making her husband's thrusts smoother. Her two long, beautiful legs swayed with each thrust, rubbing against the polished office desk through her thin stockings, creating a constant hissing, lewd friction sound in their ears. "No matter how tight it is, it's not as tight as the vaginas of those young girls in your club, and no matter how tight it is, it's not as tight as my daughter's vagina," the thirty-one-year-old Miao Rou'er said breathlessly, a slight sourness emanating from her voice. Her husband didn't know what to say, but felt he had to do something. He lay on Miao Rou'er's back, gently kissing her soft face, his hands reaching around to her front, grasping her swaying E-cup breasts, using her hands as a fulcrum to thrust even more wildly. "Don't you think I brought this on myself?" Miao Rou'er's breathing became , tears welling up in her eyes without her realizing it. "These past few days, I've often thought about what happened sixteen years ago . It's so ironic... Oh... Sixteen years ago, I gained everything because of my daughter, and sixteen years later, I 've lost ." A tear rolled down Miao Rou'er's face. "You haven't lost everything. I'm still here, and my daughter is still here. Nothing has changed." Her husband licked away her tear tracks with his tongue. "It's changed! Everything has changed!" Miao Rou'er bit her tender lower lip. "My daughter isn't like those lovers you brought back just for their lust. She's my daughter, she's my daughter!" Her husband fell silent, only kneading her breasts, shaping , his penis thrusting relentlessly towards her G-spot, making her even more excited and happy. The spacious office fell silent. Under the warm yellow light, the naked couple engaged in silent intercourse. Their flesh swayed, only the sounds of flesh slapping and panting echoed. "I'm...I'm going to cum." The husband felt a bit more sensitive today, ejaculating before his wife. "Wife, where to cum?" "Mmm...inside, inside." After a dozen quick thrusts, the husband moved his right hand to the top of Miao Rou'er's black stockings, parted the sexy lace , and slipped his forearm inside the semi-transparent stockings. His palm felt the smoothness of her skin. His penis pressed against her uterine wall, and he released his glans, letting his thick semen spurt out. "...So hot...mmm!" Miao Rou'er gently pressed her lower abdomen with her slender hand, reaching . Her body trembled slightly, and her vaginal fluids flowed continuously , mingling with her husband's semen. After the climax, a pink blush and warm sweat covered Miao Rou'er's entire body, giving her an unusual allure. Her husband's hard, muscular chest pressed against her sweat-soaked back, his right hand continuing to caress her sweaty thighs inside her black stockings, his left hand kneading her soft, full breasts. He rested his head on her rounded shoulder, his lips close to her ear, and whispered softly, "With you and our daughter, that's enough. Tomorrow, I'll close the gym." Miao Rou'er snapped to attention, turning to stare into her husband's eyes. He nodded firmly. Miao Rou'er's eyes reddened again. She turned to the side, letting her full, white breasts sway, her arms hooking around his thick neck, her red lips pressing against his, passionately kissing him. In the office, the flames reignited. One month later. At a resort on the outskirts of the city. In the small villa rented by Liu Zhenyang and his family of three, the three sat on a simple, pure white sofa. Liu Zhenyang sat in the middle, his wife Miao Rou'er on his left, and their daughter Liu Xun on his right. They were watching a home theater. Since returning home, his wife hadn't thrown a tantrum, nor had she brought up the relationship between her husband and daughter or anything like that; the father and daughter were even less likely to bring it up themselves. Occasionally, Liu Zhenyang would show affection to his daughter in front of his wife, and she wouldn't react much, only blushing. Days passed like this, but the lingering atmosphere of lewdness and ambiguity remained.

In Liu Zhenyang's family home, Liu Zhenyang simultaneously possessed two stunningly beautiful women: his 31-
year-old sexy wife and his 16-year-old charming daughter.

Liu Zhenyang also kept his promise and shut down his lewd women's fitness club, even though the club's beauties
were heartbroken.

A month later, to improve the relationship between mother and daughter, Liu Zhenyang suggested a trip, which both agreed to.
Thus, the family of three appeared at a resort on the outskirts of the city.

Liu Zhenyang looked at his wife and then at his daughter, feeling incredibly happy.

His wife, having skipped work and staying indoors, wore only a thin, semi-transparent black
silk nightgown. The delicate straps barely covered her buttocks, and when she occasionally tucked
her legs in, her entire fair thighs and dark red thong were completely exposed, making her incredibly sexy.
His daughter was also dressed lightly, in a loose pink dress. Although the dress covered half of her thighs, her slender
legs were clad in pink stockings, and her smooth pigtails perfectly blended
her innocent and sexy charm.

He licked his slightly dry lips, pretending to look at the projection screen, and touched his wife's and
daughter .

Hmm? His wife and daughter turned to look at Liu Zhenyang at the same time. Seeing his feigned seriousness, they exchanged
a knowing smile. While he continued to caress their legs, they simultaneously attacked Liu Zhenyang's
genitals .

His daughter pulled down his hot pants, and Liu Zhenyang's already erect and thick penis sprang out.
Before his glistening glans could stop swaying, his mother's delicate white hand grabbed the black rod-like shaft and
began to gently rub it.

"Oh..." Liu Zhenyang moaned lewdly.

The daughter bent her pink stockinged leg, grasped the tight-fitting top of her right stocking, and gently slid it down, removing
the stocking from her right leg, revealing a large expanse of flesh. She gestured for her mother to stop, then slipped
her still-warm pink stocking onto her father's penis. Supporting herself on his hairy thighs, she slightly parted
her tender lips and took most of Liu Zhenyang's hot penis into her mouth.

The wife, watching her daughter sucking and swallowing her husband's stockinged penis, showed a hint of surprise in her eyes
. Then, a rosy smile appeared on her lips as she lowered her head, swaying her full breasts, and
cupped her husband's testicles in her hands, licking the remaining portion of his penis and the wrinkled scrotum.

"Oh...that's amazing...wife, daughter, you're so incredible~~~" Liu Zhenyang's face
was flushed with lust , his expression utterly lewd.

Under the bright sunshine, in the small country villa, on the pristine white sofa, a seductive mother and daughter lay prone,
their soft lips and tongues servicing the swollen, erect penis of a 1.8-meter-tall
middle man, his face flushed with lust, greedily caressed their beautiful legs. The noise from the home
theater speakers continued, but it did nothing to dampen the passion of the three disheveled figures on the sofa. The clock in the

living room struck twelve. Liu Zhenyang sat on the sofa, unconsciously chewing a tasteless apple, his eyes never fixed on the television screen. He glanced back at the front door every now and then, waiting for his daughter to return. With the sound of a key turning, his daughter's beautiful figure came into view. "Dad, I'm home." His daughter had just gotten off work, wearing a dark-colored suit with a white silk blouse with black stripes underneath. The blouse was slightly tight, covering her full breasts, which had never had children, so much so that the edge of her pink lace bra was faintly visible. She wore flesh-colored stockings, which she had to wear to work. As she bent one leg in front of the shoe cabinet by the door and gently took off her pointed black high heels, Liu Zhenyang could vaguely see the black camisole with lace trim attached to the flesh-colored stockings under her tight skirt, which was pulled up by her bent leg. Liu Zhenyang's penis instantly hardened. He licked his lips, walked barefoot behind his daughter, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and whispered in her ear, "I missed you so much, my little darling." His daughter, Liu Xun, froze for a moment, glanced at the living room, and not seeing her mother, blushed. She tiptoed lightly pecked her father's lips, asking, "Where's Mom? I don't see her." Liu Zhenyang chuckled, picked up his daughter's increasingly alluring body, and carried her upstairs. "Your mother's busy cooking in the kitchen . Don't mind her, let's do something fun first." His daughter was 1.68 meters tall and quite slender, but even so, she was easily lifted by her 1.8-meter-tall father. Hearing her father say "something fun," the daughter knew without a doubt what awaited her. Her long, slender legs involuntarily shrank inward, her alluring eyes secretly scanning her father's face, which she hadn't seen for a week. Through her thin, willow-leaf shirt, she rubbed her full breasts against her father's firm chest. "Xiao Xun wants Father to love her," the daughter pouted slightly, as if complaining, uttering words that sounded like flirtation. Liu Zhenyang 's body instantly ignited. He thrust his increasingly hard penis into his daughter's large buttocks, encased in a dark, tight skirt, and quickened his pace towards his and his wife's room. "Thump." The daughter was thrown onto Liu Zhenyang and his wife's large bed, which couldn't even comfortably accommodate three or four people. Her once neatly styled hair was now slightly disheveled, a few strands falling across her forehead, adding to her allure. She slightly twisted her slender waist , her stockinged legs rubbing together gently, producing a strange, lewd sound. She smiled seductively at her father, saying, "Come on, Father, come play with Xiaoxun! Xiaoxun loves playing fun games with you, Father !" Liu Zhenyang was eager to get started, but there was a problem with his pants. For some reason, he could . The more he tried, the more anxious he became, and the more he struggled, the less he could open them. Sweat beaded on his forehead. His daughter, watching his embarrassing state, smiled even more alluringly. She found it which reminded her of her childhood. That time, the situation was similar, except that her father wasn't trying to have sex with his daughter, but rather to relieve himself. He had been watching a game and drinking beer when he went to the toilet, only to find that the buttons wouldn't open. He twisted and turned, the urge to urinate growing stronger, but he still couldn't open them. Just then, a pair of small hands reached out. His ten-year-old daughter, wearing a nightgown, her small breasts protruding, her face facing the top of her head...

With a serious expression, she deftly unbuttoned her father's pants and
pulled down to urinate, appeared before her
eyes for the first time.

The little girl blinked, looking at the thick, dark penis, thicker than her arm, then at
her own by her white underwear, revealing the slight protrusion of her labia. She pouted,
touched the thick, dark penis with her delicate hand, and ran back to the living room to watch the game.

Her father, still in the bathroom, didn't come out for a long time. He later said that after his daughter's touch, he was
fully erect and unable to urinate.

Recalling childhood anecdotes, and seeing her father's same impatient state, the daughter
found it amusing. She looked at her father provocatively, raising one of her white, stocking-clad thighs, her toes slightly curled, and
repeatedly tracing patterns on his prominent groin.

The father, enraged, grabbed his daughter's stockinged leg, held it in front of him, and took her small,
delicate toes into his mouth.

"Ah," the daughter groaned softly. She felt her father's tongue, like a sharp sword, sliding between her toes through the flesh-colored
stockings The sticky saliva seeped through the stockings, acting
like lubricant under his tongue, allowing him to roam freely on her soles.

"Mmm, Daddy's naughty," the daughter's voice was as sweet as honey, "playing with Xiaoxun's
feet as soon as you get back, not even bothered by the dirt."

"Xiaoxun's little feet smell the best, especially when they're wearing stockings, they smell even better." While his mouth was on his daughter's stockinged
toes, his hands weren't idle, tracing along her ankles, his large hands caressing the flesh-colored stocking heels and toes
, the hissing sounds echoing in the room.

The daughter couldn't bear her father's touch any longer, and finally helped him unbutton his shirt, her soft little hands reaching into his
underwear, grasping the large penis that intoxicated her. The father was deeply aroused; his glans
penis was constantly secreting pre-ejaculate. The clear, slippery fluid clung to his penis and his daughter's small hand,
making her hand slippery in no time. She pulled back her father's foreskin, grasped the thick shaft of his penis, and began
to masturbate him. Her small hand seemed boneless; familiar with her father, she
controlled , allowing her palms to have more contact with his penis. Occasionally, she would use her soft
fingers to lick and slide along the grooves of his glans.

The penis, freed from its cage, eagerly wanted to enter a warm, moist cave. The father quickly undressed himself and
his daughter , leaving only her long, flesh-colored stockings. His thick, long penis pressed against her wet vulva,
the glans slightly parted, pushing in a little.

"Daddy, come in quickly, Xiaoxun can't wait!" The daughter twisted her large buttocks, her vulva gripping her father's
penis turning it back and forth.

"My slutty daughter, here I come." The father gripped his daughter's slender waist, pulled his hips back slightly, and thrust into her vagina
with unstoppable force.

"Oh, it's in, Daddy's big stick is in." The daughter bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly, and felt the fullness of
her father's penis inside her.

The daughter always felt that she was so suitable for her father, even the
way . That feeling of perfect fit made her feel like she was born to be her father's plaything. She loved her father so much.

She leaned close to her father's face and offered him a passionate kiss. She actively put her little tongue into her father's
mouth and intertwined with his tongue. Saliva flowed between them, and the wet sounds came from their lower bodies.

The father was not satisfied with this position; he preferred to penetrate his daughter more intensely. He turned his daughter over, making
her lie on the white sheets like a puppy, and then grabbed her E-cup breasts from behind,
pinching her nipples between his index and middle fingers, and quickly penetrating her lower body.

"Slap slap slap..." The daughter thrust her hips passionately, responding to her father's penetration. Her secretions
flowed with each thrust, soaking his pubic hair and her own stockings
, leaving trails of wanton fluid.

The father pulled her upper body up, withdrawing his penis until only the glans remained inside her vagina, then
thrusting it in completely.

"Mmm!" The position made her vagina incredibly tight, the tender flesh clenching
tightly around his hot penis, giving him immense pleasure. He kneaded her full breasts,
pulled , and then thrust in again forcefully.

"Ah...ah...Daddy..." The daughter could no longer control herself, moaning loudly. Her father's thick
penis filled her passage; she could feel the veins bulging on his penis, its slightly
downward curve like a dream, constantly stimulating her body, spreading throughout her entire being. The intense pleasure from her lower body
caused her to sweat, mingling with her father's sweat as they made love, both of them dripping wet.

The father and daughter were engaged in frenzied sexual intercourse on the second floor, and the mother downstairs finally noticed something.

The mother, Miao Rou'er, heard the door open but didn't see her daughter come to greet her. A moment later, faint, seductive moans
drifted in, and the mother understood.

She untied her apron and quietly went to her bedroom door, where she indeed saw the scene she had imagined.

The husband, his muscular body bare, was embracing his daughter, who was only wearing stockings, from behind. His large penis
was thrusting into her vagina, his hands gripping her breasts tightly; the soft, white flesh peeked out from between his fingers
, the rosy areolas exuding an aphrodisiac scent, and the erect nipples rubbed against his fingers, swaying back and forth
.

The daughter's toes were tightly curled, unable to extend because of the stockings, her half-closed eyes
filled with lust, her lips slightly parted, her tender red tongue protruding. The husband, seeing this, leaned closer,
smacking his lips against his daughter's tongue.

"Dad... Daddy, it's coming..." The daughter seemed close to climaxing from her husband's ministrations. The mother suddenly had
a mischievous idea.

"My dear daughter, where do you want Daddy to shoot?"

"Inside... I want Daddy to shoot inside... Ah, I want..."

"Are you pretending I don't exist?" The mother suddenly pushed open the half-closed door and entered the room.

"Ah, Mom... Ah!" The daughter was startled by her mother's sudden intrusion, her face flushed, and her vagina
suddenly tightened to its limit, a stream of vaginal fluid flowing out. "Ah... Daddy... Mom..."

The father was startled, feeling his daughter's contraction. His penis felt incredibly good, almost ejaculating,
but he managed to hold back because his wife was beside him.

After her orgasm, the daughter's body was flushed a captivating pink, her limp body leaning against her father's chest,
looking shyly at her approaching mother. She could feel her vagina still flowing with lustful fluid,
moistening her father's large penis. The thought of this made her even more ashamed.

"You know how to be ashamed now? You just got back and immediately dragged your dad upstairs to make love, even to our room.
Don't you consider me your mother anymore?" The mother teased, looking at the large puddle of fluid from where her daughter and husband were joined,
glistening and staining the sheets. She went over, dipped
her finger in the fluid at the very point where her daughter's vagina and husband's penis were joined, and sucked it into her mouth. "What a wanton daughter."

"Mom~" The area her mother touched was extremely sensitive; her father's penis throbbed inside her.
The daughter felt incredibly ashamed, her face turning crimson.

The father was getting impatient. He could have climaxed with his daughter, but his wife's sudden arrival
had caused her to ejaculate, leaving him unsatisfied. He looked at his wife.

She resembled his daughter by about seven or eight points, but compared to his daughter, she possessed a more pronounced mature woman's charm.
Her hair was styled in a woman's bun, and she wore a black, tight-fitting thin sweater. Her breasts, like two mountain peaks,
pushed against the sweater, revealing a seemingly bottomless cleavage at the opening. Below the sweater, she wore a knee-length floral skirt connected to black
semi-transparent pantyhose, making her legs appear full and slender. She was barefoot, presumably for the convenience of peeping
earlier ; her soft, fleshy feet pressed against the pantyhose and squeezed against the floor, looking incredibly alluring.

The father swallowed hard, freeing one hand from his daughter's bare breasts and
gently stroking his wife's silk-stockinged legs. He shamelessly said, "Wife, you made me not ejaculate. Why don't you come up too?"

The mother blushed, slapped her husband's hand away, and looked at the incestuous father and daughter, saying, "
What does your incest have to do with me? Don't drag me into this." She then ran out of the room.

But she immediately ran back, throwing a small object on the bed. "Don't ejaculate
inside me! If you do, I'll make you regret it!"

The daughter held the pure black condom, blinking at it, then turned to her father and
asked, "Should I put this on?"

The father glanced at the doorway, somewhat awkwardly scratching the back of his head, and said, "Put it on, help me."
Actually, he was extremely reluctant to put it on, because wearing it would prevent him from directly feeling
the softness inside his daughter, and the feeling was never pleasant.

"Hehe, it's been so long since you put a condom on Daddy. When was the last time we used one?"

"Hmm... about a year ago?" The father wasn't entirely sure, only remembering that his wife had
caught and he had no choice but to put one on.

"Big stick, I'll dress you up now." Even at twenty-five, his daughter still possessed an extremely
childlike side in front of her parents, especially when that childlike innocence was applied to sex. The father couldn't resist the temptation;
her expression, a mixture of innocence and lewdness, almost made him want to ejaculate.

The daughter lay on the bed, facing her father's still-erect, thick penis, tore open the condom packaging, put
the condom to her mouth, lowered her head, and her rosy lips probed down onto his penis.

"Oh... my good daughter..." The father was almost losing consciousness from pleasure. Although there was an extra layer of condom, the fact
that his daughter had put one on herself with her mouth was a powerful sense of accomplishment.

"Big stick, does it feel good?" The daughter looked at him with alluring eyes, her tongue flicking against the tip of his penis
.

"So good, so good!"

The daughter kissed her father's penis and giggled, "Then Xiaoxun is going to eat it up."

As she spoke, she slowly pulled up the condom. The condom clung tightly to her father's incredibly thick
penis , pausing with each upward pull. When the condom was completely removed,
a transparent thread remained connecting it to her father's penis.

The daughter tossed the condom on the bedside table, spread her long legs, straddling her father's firm waist. Her slender hands gently caressed
her father's bulging, menacing penis. She positioned her full, white buttocks against it, and lewdly laughed, "It won't taste good with
a condom on ."

"Your mother said I have to wear it..."

The daughter relaxed her waist and sat down heavily. Her father's penis penetrated her body, reaching the deepest
part, giving her an inexhaustible sense of fullness, as if she possessed the whole world.

"She can't see now."

"Boss... um..."

Liu Xun blushed, secretly watching her father do things that made her heart race. On the sofa, the naked
father gripped Aunt Qin Jing's large breasts with both hands, his lower body moving rhythmically, thrusting his thick, black penis in and out of
her buttocks, which were clad in gray pantyhose.

Two years ago, her father opened a women's fitness club near her school. When Liu Xun was in class,
he would often wander around or work as a part-time instructor. This afternoon, Liu Xun finished class early. After greeting the instructors,
whose faces flushed at the sight of her, she slipped into the staff break room to find her father.
Once inside, she understood why the instructors' faces were red.

It turned out that her father had been hiding a large, black penis in his underwear—it was so thick! Liu Xun felt like she had discovered
a new world. When she was little, her father always wore underwear when bathing her. Little Liu Xun asked him why he didn't
go naked like her, because it would get wet. Her father had told her she would understand when she grew up. Now Liu Xun knew
why her father wouldn't take off his underwear—it was because of a large penis hidden inside.

"Hurry up... Boss... um... your daughter will be here soon... she'll find out..."
Aunt Qin Jing's whole body was flushed, completely exhausted from her father's penetration, her lower mouth already swollen and red.

The father jolted, moving his hands to Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged thighs, gripping
the flesh encased in gray stockings tightly, thrusting even faster. The erotic fluid flowing from their joined bodies
dampened the sofa beneath them.

"Hehe." Aunt Qin Jing suddenly giggled seductively, licking her father's nipple with her tongue, "Every time I
mention your daughter, you go all out, I mean... um... I'm hitting the spot... do you want to have your daughter?"

The father's face flushed, a rare sight, his tanned face showing obvious embarrassment. He opened his mouth...
He also bit Qin Jing's nipple hard, his voice slightly muffled as he said, "You...it's because you
're wearing stockings..."

"Mmm..." Qin Jing moaned with pleasure as her father bit her. "I let
you do it with me every day while I'm wearing stockings, and I've never seen you get more excited when your daughter is mentioned, so just admit it."

Her father slapped Qin Jing's stockinged buttocks hard with his large hand, kissed her bright red lips, and
thrust his tongue into her mouth, preventing her from continuing.

When her father finally pulled away from her alluring lips, leaving a trail of saliva, Aunt Qin Jing gasped,
"You big lecher! Not only do you sleep with other men's wives every day, but you also want to sleep with your own daughter... um... I'm going to... I'm going to
... ah!"

Aunt Qin Jing's stockinged legs suddenly clamped tightly against her father's waist, her large buttocks thrusting forward, her whole body
trembling slightly. Her lower mouth, where her father's large penis was joined, seemed unable to bear the pressure, and a large amount of
vaginal fluid , running down the crotch of her gray pantyhose and down her stockinged thighs. One could imagine that in a few minutes,
patches of semen would appear on her pantyhose.

Her father pulled his large penis out of Aunt Qin Jing's swollen lower mouth, milky white vaginal fluid dripping from
his penis onto the sofa. He straddled Aunt Qin Jing's chest and shoved his large penis into
her mouth. Aunt Qin Jing obediently took it in, thrusting her head back and forth. Soon, her father
ejaculated a large amount of thick, pale yellow fluid into her mouth. Perhaps it was truly too much; although Aunt Qin Jing
kept swallowing, a considerable amount still dripped from the corners of her mouth, staining her face.

Huh? It stopped? Liu Xun, who had been watching her father's performance and unconsciously stroking her own vulva, was slightly
disappointed. Seeing that her father and Aunt Qin might be coming out of the rest room, she looked around and saw that
the locker for Coach Gan Tiantian was open, so she slipped inside and closed the door behind her.

The wardrobe wasn't overflowing with clothes, but stockings made up the majority of it. Even in the dim light, Liu Xun
could distinguish the different styles: thin, thick, tank tops, pantyhose, velvet, black, white, purple,
striped, diamond-patterned… Caught up in a girlish reverie, Liu Xun picked up a pair of white stockings and examined them.

Huh? Why are some areas a little stiff? Liu Xun's delicate fingers were incredibly sensitive; she could clearly feel
something different on the smooth white stockings. She touched them carefully and discovered that the stiff spots were
small, like water droplets. A thought struck her, and she brought the white stockings close to her nose and smelled them. She detected
a faint, strange odor—a mix of fishy and fragrant, and most importantly, it smelled very much like her father.
A strong masculine scent.

Recalling what she had just witnessed Aunt Qin Jing and her father doing, recalling how Aunt Qin Jing's grey pantyhose were soaked with her own vaginal fluid and the yellowish liquid from
her father's penis, Liu Xun roughly guessed
why the white stockings in her hand had become stiff. She stuck out her tender tongue and licked the smooth, soft white
stockings . The taste of her father. Liu Xun savored the sweetness,
licking all the slightly hard spots on the stockings as if eating some kind of dessert.

"Eek." It was the sound of the lounge door turning. With the stockings still in her mouth, Liu Xun stood on tiptoe and
peered through the long ventilation hole above Aunt Gan Tiantian's locker, observing the situation outside.

Her father and Aunt Qin Jing had already come out of the lounge. Aunt Qin Jing's face still flushed from her orgasm,
she held her father's hand, a smile on her face.

"How about I and that girl Zhong Lan keep you company tomorrow? You haven't ejaculated yet, it
seems like you can't get a satisfying ejaculation without two women." Aunt Qin Jing winked seductively at her father.

A small bulge immediately appeared in the crotch of his brown casual pants, and he looked at Aunt Qin Jing's
lips, very tempted. He licked his dry lips, rubbing his fingers against Aunt Qin Jing's gray-stockinged thighs, and said,
"Should I ejaculate inside Zhong Lan, or inside you? If I ejaculate inside you, your husband's cuckoldry will be much bigger
." "Hehe, that goes without saying, of course I'll ejaculate inside me, how can I let that little girl Zhong Lan get away with it?" A lewd smile appeared on Aunt

Qin Jing's usually demure face. Aunt Qin Jing touched her damp, open-crotch gray pantyhose and walked towards her locker. "I'll take off , you go wait for your good daughter in the hall." "Then I'm leaving." The father said, walking towards the hall to wait for his good daughter who had already come in. Hehe, silly dad, I'm here. Liu Xun thought to herself with secret pride. Aunt Qin Jing opened the locker and gracefully took off her only garment, the gray open-crotch pantyhose. Aunt inserted her slender thumb into the opening of the pantyhose at the pelvic edge, pulled it down, and the flesh-colored gray stockings slid down little by little, revealing large patches of her buttocks to Liu Xun. After sliding over her buttocks, Aunt Qin Jing raised her right leg , bent it slightly, and pulled the stockings off her right leg first, then completely pulled them off her left leg. The wet stockings clung tightly to her thighs, sticking to her legs as she took them off, covering her beautifully sculpted legs, which were adorned with a lot of vaginal fluid from long-term exercise. Aunt Qin Jing scraped some of the vaginal fluid from her smooth thighs with her fingers and put it in her mouth. Then, naked went to the washbasin next to her and quickly washed the gray open-crotch pantyhose, wrung it out, and hung it in her locker. "Bang." The door closed. Seeing that Aunt Qin Jing had already dressed and left, Liu Xun opened Aunt 's locker and came out. She ran to Aunt Qin Jing's locker, opened the unlocked locker door, and took out the gray stockings that Aunt Qin Jing had just used. She licked Aunt Qin Jing's gray stockings, then licked Aunt Gan Tiantian's stockings that she had been holding in her hand. They definitely smelled like her father. So, ten-year-old Liu Xun, clutching the two pairs of stockings from the two aunties, began to form some formulas in her mind: Wearing stockings = having her father take off his underwear to help her bathe. Wearing stockings = being able to see her father's cute, thick, black penis. Wearing stockings = being able to be closer to her father… Liu Xun's big, cute eyes shone with excitement. She looked up and surveyed the dozen or so lockers in front of the two pairs of stockings into her schoolbag. She took one pair from each auntie, the kind that were a little stiff. Then, Liu Xun opened each of the pretty instructor aunties' lockers, carefully selecting from the countless , choosing sexy, alluring pairs, stained with her father's semen, and stuffing them into her little schoolbag…

"Strange, why are you all avoiding me as soon as I come out? Didn't you come in with me?" Father Liu Zhenyang
sensed something was off as soon as he stepped out of the staff break room. The beautiful female instructors who usually flirted with him seemed to have changed
their ways, either avoiding him or looking at him hesitantly.

Puzzled, the father waited for his beloved daughter at the gym. He waited for almost half an hour, but
his daughter, who usually skipped and jumped to find him after class, didn't appear. The father assumed she had gone home first, so he
went home himself. Maybe he should get her a cell phone. He even thought about it.

After wandering around the movie theater for a while, he returned home and indeed saw his daughter.

"Daddy, you're back!" His daughter snapped out of her reverie from the cartoon on TV and gave her
father a sweet smile.

The evening passed peacefully. But at night, the father, wearing knitted boxer shorts, stood at the bathroom door, his
mouth agape, unable to speak.

His daughter sat on the edge of the bathtub, swinging her little feet, waiting for her father to do something he had been doing for ten years and
couldn't break—give her a bath. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but today his daughter had something extra on her legs.

Stockings. Gray stockings. Gray open-crotch stockings. Gray open-crotch stockings that were clearly adult-sized.

"Gulp." The father swallowed hard. Feigning composure, he asked, "Xiao Xun, why are you
wearing your mother's stockings? They're so loose. It's time for a bath, come on, take off your mother's stockings."

"No, no." His daughter, Liu Xun, ran her little hands over her stockinged legs,
enjoying the feeling. "They're not Mommy's stockings."

"Gulp." The father swallowed even harder, the sound audible even to his daughter.

"Then...whose are they?"

"Aunt Qin from the club." His daughter flashed a sweet smile, just like when she was watching cartoons.

"Which...which Aunt Qin?"

"Qin Jing, Aunt Qin."

"You...you saw it?"

"I saw it~"

In short, Liu Zhenyang considered himself a loyal man with a strong sex drive. However, most of the time,
his strong libido came before loyalty…

Now that his daughter was grown up and he didn't need to look after her all day, Liu Zhenyang, feeling even more bored, simply
opened a gym near her school. This was partly to make it easier to care for his daughter, and partly to keep himself occupied.

Thus, this women's fitness club became Liu Zhenyang's place of "having things to do" and "doing things." Besides
the owner, Liu Zhenyang, everyone, including the instructors and students, was a woman. Liu Zhenyang was immediately surrounded by a
sea of beautiful women. The allure of these voluptuous women was even greater than he had anticipated
. After enduring for several months, he finally succumbed to temptation. To be honest, he had actually harbored this expectation for a long time.
This was Liu Zhenyang's reflection afterward.

As the saying goes, walls have ears, and Liu Zhenyang's erotic activities were soon caught red
-handed by his wife. At that time, Liu Zhenyang was bold enough to, seeing that the club was already closed for the day, pull two virgin
female instructors into the club's east hall, filled with exercise equipment, and engage in a threesome. On the numerous exercise equipment
, two beautiful female instructors with great figures were being manipulated into various positions by Liu Zhenyang, who was frantically having sex with them using his
vigorous and large penis. Unexpectedly, his wife, who had suddenly come to inspect, used
her key to open the club door and secretly watched. Thus, Liu Zhenyang's illicit affair was witnessed by his
wife .

That evening, back home, Liu Zhenyang, somewhat exhausted from his encounter with the two women, hadn't even had a sip of water when his wife pulled him to bed and began
to "squeeze" his semen . And it truly was a "squeeze." He had already ejaculated quite a bit
, and with his wife's vigorous squeezing, large amounts of Liu Zhenyang's semen flowed into his wife's uterus. After completely draining Liu Zhenyang, leaving him utterly exhausted, his wife twisted his
large penis and laid down three rules:

no dating, no pregnancy, and no anyone other than the instructors.

Liu Zhenyang immediately felt extremely happy, though he knew that his wife was
saying this partly out of guilt about what happened before pregnancy.

Liu Zhenyang's blissful days had arrived. During work, he would tease the perfectly proportioned female instructors and be
teased by the beautiful students. After work, he would pick up his daughter, cook dinner, bathe her, and then sleep peacefully in the arms of his beloved wife.
Everything was perfect.

But at this moment, Liu Zhenyang was stunned.

His daughter was naked, her breasts, adorned with two small white buns of pink cherries, sitting on the edge of the bathtub with her bare
bottom . Her legs were clad in Qin Jing's grey open-crotch
stockings, which he had just ejaculated into that afternoon, swaying back and forth. Liu Zhenyang… got hard.

Honestly, a ten-year-old girl's breasts were just beginning to develop, her buttocks were just beginning to grow, and her secondary sexual characteristics were just
beginning become apparent. Even if his daughter was developing earlier, it shouldn't have been enough to make Liu Zhenyang fully erect. But
with the stockings, the grey stockings he had just ejaculated into, it was different.

"Daddy, your penis has gotten bigger!" His daughter's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she stared
at the top of Liu Zhenyang's knitted underwear, which was bulging with his erect penis.

Liu Zhenyang didn't try to hide anything. He walked to his daughter's side and gently pulled
down . He coaxed, "Sweetie, take off Aunt Qin's stockings quickly, Daddy can buy you new ones."

"No!" His daughter puffed out her cheeks and pulled the stockings up to her bottom. "I want to wear them now! Wearing stockings
will make Daddy's black stick bigger, and Daddy will be happy."

"Stockings look better when they're close to your legs. Aunt Qin's are too big, take them off first." Liu Zhenyang coaxed
his daughter .

"Too big?" His daughter was slightly disappointed. "I took a pair of all the aunties' stockings, it's all
wasted ."

Liu Zhenyang had already taken off his daughter's pantyhose. Hearing his daughter's words, his heart pounded. "Hey, Daddy, wait a minute, I thought of a fun game." His daughter suddenly thought of something, and an excited blush rose

on her face . She took the gray pantyhose from Liu Zhenyang's hand and then pulled down her father's underwear. The father's swollen penis, freed from the confines of his underwear, sprang forth, its strong scent of hormones and heat assaulting his daughter. The father breathed slightly, but did not stop his daughter's further actions. This was the first time the daughter had seen her father's penis directly; she had seen it that afternoon when she watched him and Aunt Qin doing something indecent.

It seemed enormous, and upon closer inspection, it was even more frightening, like a thick, dark arm, trembling. The little
daughter, inhaling the lewd scent emanating from her father's penis, felt a strange emotion stir within her; her heart pounded
. She didn't know why, but she knew what to do next.

She licked her lips and hung her stockings on his already erect penis.

She laughed at her own creation. "Pfft, Daddy's big stick looks like a clothes hook, hanging
Aunt Qin's stockings."

The father's breathing quickened. His daughter, true to form, even in her innocent ignorance, had already
mastered her mother's secret technique.

After laughing enough, she looked up at her father's excited face, smiled mischievously, opened her little mouth, and swallowed the stockinged penis that stood saluting before
her . A rich flavor rushed into the daughter's mouth from her lips. She
opened her mouth wide, finally allowing half of her father's penis to enter. Through the thin stockings, the
astonishing heat emanating from his penis burned her lips like a hot stick.

"Oh!" The father shuddered, involuntarily grabbing his daughter's head with both hands.

Sensing her father's excitement, the daughter held the ends of the stockings with her small hands, grasping the base of his penis.
Shaking smooth, flowing black hair, she began to move her head back and forth, letting his penis
slide in and out of her mouth, mimicking the actions she had seen Aunt Qin Jing perform that afternoon, giving her father oral sex.

The father felt his legs go weak; it felt so good. He had never imagined that his daughter's pink lips would
one day hold his penis. The daughter stared at her father with wide, innocent eyes
, opening her mouth to let his penis experience pleasure in her mouth. It was so wonderful…!

"Xiao Xun... move your tongue a little..."

The daughter's eyes were watery as she observed her father's expression. Her tongue, coated with the delicate stockings, began to swirl around
her father 's penis.

"Oh... Xiao Xun..." Looking at his daughter's utterly innocent expression, feeling her soft little tongue licking
his penis, feeling the stockings clinging to it, the father couldn't help but hug his daughter's head,
pulling her closer and making her stroke his penis more vigorously.

"There..."

Seeing her father's pleasure, the daughter's tongue, mixed with the scent of her father's hormones, retreated,
gliding the tip of her tongue over the opening of his penis again.

"Oh... good daughter, you... you're amazing..." Although her technique was clumsy, her teeth even
occasionally touching his penis, it was this inexperience that made the father unable to resist. The father looked down, his thick
, dark penis wrapped in the soaked stockings, submerged in his daughter's saliva, being swallowed and spat out by her little mouth. It
was hard to imagine his daughter could actually swallow such a thick penis, even if it was only a small part. The father, experiencing
wave after wave of pleasure, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"I'm...I'm going to cum..." He thrust his hips forward again, penetrating
deep . A sharp pain shot through his tailbone, and a torrent of semen gushed into her throat.

"Ugh! Mmm!" There was so much semen that the daughter felt uncomfortable, and
tears . But she still desperately swallowed more of her father's semen, her throat gurgling as large swathes of his semen
flooded her stomach.

The father, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief after ejaculating, pulled his semi-erect penis, now covered in his semen and his daughter's saliva , from
her mouth and sat down heavily on the bathroom floor, panting heavily. The daughter had already
released on her chin, cupping the thick, fishy semen that had gushed from her throat, and
licking it with her tongue. The stockings that had been covering her father's penis were now covered in even more semen than they had that afternoon, and they had dripped onto her legs.

After swallowing the semen her father had ejaculated into her mouth, the daughter coughed softly and nestled against his strong, naked
body. Her rosy cheeks rubbed against his muscles like a kitten that had just
eaten .

The father pulled her up slightly, stroked her plump bottom, and kissed her delicate
face . "How does it feel?"

The daughter tilted her head, thinking for a moment. "A little fishy."

"Is it unpleasant?"

"No, it's not unpleasant. As long as it's Daddy's, Xiaoxun likes it." Her voice was soft, but the father could
hear the determination in her voice.

Seeing his daughter naked, clinging to him like a little lamb, saying she liked eating his semen, the father's
lust surged. His slightly sweaty, strong body lifted his daughter, stood up, and let her wrap her arms around his neck.
His newly erect penis adjusted itself and pressed against her pink labia.

“Now, Daddy wants to eat you up.”

The daughter pressed her little mouth against her father’s big mouth, her pink tongue mimicking Aunt Qin’s
gesture , slipping into her father’s mouth.

“Then Daddy, hurry up and eat me up.”

“Oh…good daughter…” the father couldn’t help but call out. He looked down and saw that his
penis was indeed inside his daughter’s little hole.

“Hmm…Daddy, it feels strange…” the daughter twisted her slender waist, leaned close to her father’s ear, and
whispered . After speaking, she still felt a little shy and turned her head to her right. Her mother, her father’s wife,
was in the kitchen preparing the last dish. And she herself was
having incestuous sex with her father on the living room sofa, just a few meters away from her mother.

“Because I’m wearing a condom.” The father was somewhat dissatisfied, looking at the black condom on his penis, which was tightly gripped by his daughter’s vagina,
then at his wife’s back, he pursed his lips, and began to move his hips.

"Mmm...uh...Dad...Dad..."

The daughter, pinned beneath her father, was like a lone boat in a stormy sea. Her delicate, white body sank deep into the soft
brown leather sofa. With her father's pounding movements, her buttocks bounced back and forth, squeezing
the sofa frame and causing it to creak and groan under the weight.

The mother heard the lewd cries of the incestuous father and daughter behind her, glanced back, and quickly turned away.
The kitchen knife in her right hand, which had been swiftly slicing the radish on the cutting board, fell silent
. After a short while, she lifted her knee-length floral skirt with her left hand and began
to gently rub her vulva through the semi-transparent black pantyhose.

Damn husband...this happens every time his daughter comes home...

The mother looked back for a moment, sighed softly, took her left hand out from under her skirt, licked away
the semen on it, composed herself, and decided to finish her work in the kitchen quickly.

"...Ugh...Daddy...Are you going to cum...I can't take it anymore...Mmm..." the daughter gasped.
Her father's penis was so large; although her vagina could accommodate it perfectly, each thrust or
withdrawal caused the glans to scrape against her vagina with incredible pleasure. Often, she would ejaculate
more than twice before her father would finally release his semen. At these moments, she understood why her father had
often had sex with women other than her mother when she was little; his sexual prowess was simply too strong.

"Almost there, baby..." The father stroked his daughter's smooth back, now covered in fragrant sweat, feeling that he was also
nearing limit. He picked up one of her flesh-colored stockinged legs and began to thrust faster.

"...Ah! Ah! Ah...Daddy...Daddy...Ah...I'm going to...I'm going to come..."

The daughter was overwhelmed by her father's sudden attack, her silk-stockinged leg swaying as he held her.
Her vagina convulsed, tightly gripping his increasingly hard and thick penis. Her labia were slightly swollen,
a vibrant red, a stark contrast to his black, rod-like penis.

The father groaned as his daughter gripped his large hands tightly around her full, white breasts, thrusting
his hips forward until his penis was completely inside her vagina. Hot semen gushed out passionately, pushing
a large clump out of the condom. The daughter's entire body flushed an alluring pink again. She bit her lower lip, her vagina
convulsing, spraying her vaginal fluids onto her father's glans.

Both were slightly panting after their orgasm, their faces flushed. The father didn't pull his penis out of his daughter's vagina
, but instead lay on top of her, his hands roaming freely over her soft body. The daughter wrapped her arms around her father's
back , her slender fingers tracing circles on his strong back.

"Dinner's ready, get up," the mother said, bringing the dishes from the kitchen to the father and daughter who had just finished their meal
.

"Mom... I want to take a shower first, I'm soaking wet," the daughter said, blushing, nestled in her father's arms,
raising her long, beautiful legs and pointing to the flesh-colored stockings soaked with their sweat.

"Me too," the father chuckled, kissing his daughter's soft red lips.

The mother nodded, but remained standing, showing no intention of moving.

The father gave an understanding "oh," and withdrew his penis from his daughter. The daughter's wide-open stockinged legs trembled
slightly , like a floodgate opening, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing from her rosy vulva,
spreading across the brown leather sofa like a glistening lake.

The father walked up to the mother, embraced her slender waist, and pressed his penis, still wet with his daughter's juices
, against her lower abdomen. He lowered his head and kissed his mother's red lips fiercely.

"Mmm..."

Hehe. The daughter chuckled secretly, not wanting to disturb her parents' intimacy, and got up to walk towards the bathroom upstairs. Along the way,
drops of her juices dripped from her slightly parted vulva, falling to the floor in rows, filling the entire house with
a strong scent of lust.

Dining room.

"Ugh!" The daughter was slightly startled, dropping a chopstick from her hand onto the table.

"What's wrong?" the mother asked.

"N-nothing..." The daughter picked up the chopsticks and pretended to eat seriously.

The father chuckled inwardly, his hand under the table gently stroking the stockinged leg he had just grasped. His daughter's little feet
were so soft; after all these years, there hadn't been any calluses on the soles. Encased in thin stockings, they felt wonderful to the touch.

After stroking for a while, the father felt unsatisfied and placed his daughter's little feet on his knees, freeing his hand to
unzip his pants. The daughter was obedient, her legs remaining still. Once her zipper was unzipped and her penis exposed, the father
pulled up her stockinged foot, guiding it to his penis. He then took his hands from the table, letting her
do as she pleased.

The daughter felt her face flush, but obediently began to perform footjob
on her father. Her stockinged feet spread, she rubbed her toes against his penis, occasionally massaging his testicles with her soles. The father gradually became
excited, his penis hardening, hot and throbbing, making the soles of his feet feel warm. After a while,
the daughter felt tired using one leg, so she shifted her hips forward, lifted her other stockinged foot, and placed it on his
penis. Her two fleshy little feet curved into an arc, the soft soles facing inward, clamping his penis, and she began
to move it up and down. The stockings rubbed against his hard, thick penis, making a soft hissing sound, very erotic.

The father almost groaned; his daughter's stockinged feet were too beautiful. The daughter, watching her father's unbearable pain as he tried to scream,
found it hilarious. Her footwork intensified; her slender, stockinged feet gripped
his penis , dangling it in the air and swaying it from side to side, driving her father to ecstasy.

The mother sensed something was wrong. Looking at her husband's pained expression and then at her daughter's smirking face,
she guessed what was happening. She looked down under the table and saw her daughter, wearing stockings, giving her
father a footjob. A hissing sound came from under the table; the foreskin of her husband's penis had been pulled back, revealing
a swollen, purplish-red, grotesque glans. Clear fluid oozed from the urethral opening, flowing onto her daughter's
flesh-colored stockings, leaving a dark stain.

Suddenly, "Ah!" the father cried out in pleasure, turning to his wife.

"What are you looking at? Eat your food." The mother's black-stockinged feet pressed against her husband's large penis; she and her daughter were torturing her father
together . Four silk-stockinged legs swayed beautifully under the narrow dining table, tightly gripping an
incredibly thick penis. The sound of the stockings rubbing against flesh was clearly audible in the dining room.

"Wife... oh... you're so amazing..."

The daughter and mother smiled at each other, their silk-stockinged feet moving even more vigorously, causing the father's penis to
tremble , as if it might explode at any moment, ejaculating a torrent of semen that would soak the silk-stockinged legs of the mother and daughter, making
them glisten.

The calendar in the living room turned to Sunday.

Night fell, all was quiet, the suburban night wind blowing through the Liu Zhenyang family's villa, but it did nothing
to cool the heat inside.

"...Mmm...uh...mmm..." The daughter's suppressed moans echoed throughout the villa.

It was late at night, the mother was already asleep next door, but the father, unable to resist, had come to his daughter's room to play again.
He was fondling his daughter's voluptuous body. In the moonlight streaming through the window, the daughter lay prone on the white sheets, like a
helpless puppy being ridden from behind by her father. She had been fucked too many times by him these past two days, and now
her body had little strength left to respond. Her lean back curved into a beautiful arc,
bending downwards, her two full breasts pressed tightly against the sheets, squeezed into two constantly rotating white, tender mounds with each thrust of her father's hips. Her
long, black hair, past her shoulders, was spread out, spilling onto the white sheets. Her arms gripped the pillow, her
beautiful alluring face buried deep within it, emitting muffled moans.

"You're leaving tomorrow, I really don't want you to go," the father said, thrusting again violently, his glans pressing against
her cervix , the heat making the daughter lift her face from the pillow.

“I don’t want to leave either… oh… um… I don’t want to go back either… I want… oh… to be by your side
… for you to fuck me every day…” As the daughter spoke, a clear tear rolled down her pretty eyelids,
whether from her father’s deep thrusts or something else, it was hard to tell.

“It’s all your mother’s fault!” As the weekend drew to a close, the father’s mind was filled with the image of his daughter’s disgusting husband
, and an inescapable irritation surged within him. He gripped his daughter’s plump buttocks firmly, thrusting his hips with
even , causing the daughter’s vaginal fluids to splatter with the “slap! slap!” of flesh against flesh, splashing onto
his own legs, onto his daughter’s legs, and wetting the white sheets.

“…Um… Dad… it hurts… Dad, slower…” The daughter gradually felt she couldn’t take it anymore. Her father
was thrusting too violently; his long pubic hair, due to the increasing pace of sex, would occasionally stick to his penis with the vaginal fluids, squeezing
into her vagina and causing her pain.

The father, seemingly oblivious, vented his frustration. His fingers dug deep into his daughter
's snow-white buttocks, clad in pink pantyhose, forcefully spreading her cheeks. His thick, dark penis, radiating a terrifying heat,
thrust rapidly in and out, enveloped by her gentle embrace.

"Dad...Dad...it's going to break...I want...ah..." The daughter trembled, her slender waist
arching , her inner thighs, encased in pink pantyhose, taut and taut. Her vaginal cavity trembled and contracted incessantly, waves of vaginal
fluid flowing from their point of union, dripping down and soaking a large patch of the sheets.

Unusually, the father didn't pause during his daughter's orgasm; his lower body continued to thrust, like a
perpetual motion machine, driving her almost to the point of collapse.

"Dad...Dad..." The daughter buried her face in the pillow again, her muffled moans continuing
to echo in the villa, only now, the pillow was stained with tears, damp and wet.

"Sigh..."

The mother, dressed in a cream-colored lingerie, leaned against the headboard of the master bedroom next to her daughter's, listening to
the moans and cries coming through the wall from next door. She sighed helplessly. A sense of unease began to creep into her heart
; had she truly been right to force her daughter to do what she did? Initially, she had been resolute, but as time passed, and she grew accustomed to her husband
having both her and their daughter at the same time, indulging in pleasure on weekends, she began to waver.

As the mother sighed alone, the moans from next door gradually subsided, and after a while, the villa fell completely
silent again.

"Bang!" The master bedroom door was forcefully flung open, and the husband appeared in the doorway. He
walked in naked, his thick penis unprotected, covered in the vaginal
fluid , dripping onto the expensive pure wool carpet as he walked.

The wife, unable to argue any longer, reached behind her back and unbuttoned her bra. The milky-white fabric
slipped down, revealing her firm, white breasts, which swayed slightly in the air, inviting her husband's attention. He grabbed a corner of the thin
sheet and ripped it open, instantly exposing her beautiful curves. Beneath her mature and alluring face, her full
breasts and shapely buttocks, clad only in a barely concealing white thong, exuded an irresistible allure, beckoning him to
his favor.

He pounced on her, pinning her beneath him and kissing her passionately.

She opened her mouth to meet his, letting his tongue explore her mouth, the sounds of their kisses filling the air.
He reached inside her small thong and roughly ripped it open,
exposing her vulva to him—a hairless, white vulva, just like their daughter's.

He steadied his penis, aimed it at her labia majora, and pressed it against hers. Following
the still-wet .

"Ah!"

The husband's penis, still glistening with their daughter's vaginal fluid, slid smoothly deep into his wife's body.

He pressed her long, slender, white legs against her chest, his strong buttocks beginning to thrust, his thick, long
penis spreading her vibrant labia, each time forcefully penetrating her tight vagina.

Her vaginal canal instantly felt hot; she once again felt that strange, almost perverse pleasure.
This pleasure came from the lubricant on her husband's penis—the combined fluids of their daughter and husband,
intertwined and mingling within her, incredibly slippery, allowing him to enter and exit more easily.

A thought suddenly occurred to her: If I get pregnant again after this,
will the child in my belly be my daughter's or mine?

Although the answer was probably obvious, the wife unconsciously chose the more lewd one. The more she thought about it, the more excited
she , a bright blush rising on her face, and she cried out loudly, "...fuck me...
ah...ah...husband...fuck me...I'll give you another daughter...this time...this time I won't...
ah...I won't marry her off again...I'll keep her at home for you to fuck...ah..."

Hearing his wife's moans, the father's eyes widened, his eyes turning bloodshot, and he fucked her even harder, "Fuck you to death!
Fuck you to death, you slut!"

The wife tried her best to spread her legs wide so that her husband's ridiculously thick penis could
penetrate her body more smoothly and quickly. The mature woman's labia were rapidly flipped by her husband's violent thrusting, her rosy flesh
opening and closing, love juice flying everywhere, her slender fingers gripping the sheets tightly, leaving lines on them.

After a while, the husband released his hands, no longer pressing down on his wife's beautiful legs, and instead reached onto her smooth, white
back , encircling her entire body with his arms. His lower body began to move again.

"...Ah...too...too deep..." The wife was completely unable to move, held tightly by her husband
like a human pillar. Inside her vagina, the rhythm of the husband's thrusting was far greater than before, and the lewd sounds of flesh slapping together blended
together.

"I told you to marry your daughter off, I told you to marry your daughter off..." The father kept muttering this phrase,
as if he had lost his mind, his penis growing larger and larger. Finally, his penis, swollen to its limit, thrust in violently, the glans
squeezing into his wife's uterus, releasing a torrent of life essence.

"...Ah! Husband...ah...ah...ah..."

The red of sexual pleasure spread from his wife's neck, enveloping her entire seductive face.
His wife's whole body began to tremble, her soft, bright red lips parted, and after a soft, seductive scream, her body went limp,
her chest heaving violently, her breathing erratic.

The husband, panting heavily, released his hands, and his wife's body stretched out. He shifted his body, lying
behind his wife, burying his head in her thick hair, still exuding a faint fragrance of shampoo, holding her
soft, slender waist, and no longer moving.

The wife's breathing gradually calmed. Smelling the strong
, hormonal delicate, boneless hand rested on her husband's large arm around her waist. She remained silent for a long
time before finally speaking, "I'm sorry..."

"Is that all you wanted to say?" The husband tightened his arms, making his grip painful. "I
gave up so much for our daughter, and in the end, it's all turned out like this. It's been half a year, too long. I ca
n't take it anymore."

"Our daughter isn't young anymore. She needs her own family. She can't stay by your side forever. She
needs her husband's love, just as I need you. And in the not-too-distant future, she'll need her own children.
You can't give her any of that."

"No, I can!" The husband's voice rose sharply, filled with hysteria.

"Don't be like this... She's married to someone else now. Isn't it pointless to say all this now?"

"...Wife, I hate you."

"I know." The wife's lips curled into a smile, a smile that held so much unspoken emotions.

The next morning, the sky was overcast, and fine raindrops sprinkled through the city. Liu Zhenyang and
his daughter stood at the villa's entrance, saying goodbye. A taxi with its "vacant" sign turned off stopped at the villa's steps. The driver
leaned against the window, idly waiting for his customer to get in.

"Dad, I'm leaving now." The daughter tried to smile more sweetly at this farewell,
but to no avail. Even with a beautiful smile, her red and moist eyes revealed a deep
reluctance and sorrow.

"Tell me 'I don't want to go.' Say it now, and I'll persuade your mother to let you stay at home for one more day."
The father's sharp eyes were fixed on his daughter, conveying a strong sense of possessiveness.

"Dad..." The daughter couldn't bear it any longer. Her gaze turned to the garden, and then she unexpectedly discovered her mother
standing behind the large French windows of the villa, watching the departing father and daughter.

"...Have you fallen in love with that bastard? Have you fallen in love with that bastard?! Otherwise, why won't you
say so?!" The father's eyes welled with bloodshot veins again, just like last night. His large hands gripped
his daughter 's shoulders, trembling slightly. The daughter felt as if her shoulder joints were about to shatter, but she didn't say anything. She hugged
her father, pressing her face against his chest.

"Dad, I love you. I've always loved you, past, present, and future.
I will never love anyone but you, believe me."

The father no longer cared about the taxi driver who had been watching them say goodbye. He lowered his head and kissed his daughter's bright red lips,
painted with glossy lipstick, his rough tongue probing into her mouth.

...

"Snap!" In the taxi speeding along the suburban highway ring road, Liu Xun closed her flip phone,
its , lost in thought for a moment.

The intense sexual sensations of last night still lingered,
the image of her father's strong, dark physique holding her during intercourse constantly flashing through her mind—his rough fingers gripping her breasts, ten fingers digging deep into her flesh
. Their sticky sweat mingled, exuding an aphrodisiac scent. His hard abdominal muscles stretched and swayed,
slapping against her white, plump buttocks with each thrust of his penis. His dark, veiny penis repeatedly entered and exited her
relatively delicate pink vagina, eliciting shy, wet sounds…

Liu Xun felt herself getting wet again. She used her fashionable handbag to cover the dark-colored company-issued skirt,
her slender hands rubbing against her black stockinged thighs, gently rubbing her
clitoris through the thin silk stockings and lace panties.

How old was she when she first made love with her father? …Right, sixteen.

In the somewhat stuffy car, Liu Xun closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, secretly
masturbating, beginning to recall her first sexual experience. The scene of making love with her father for the first time, the feeling of becoming one with
him , the pain of receiving his thick penis for the first time,
the bright red blood like roses that flowed out when she gave herself to him for the first time…

That year, Liu Xun was sixteen years old.

“Dad, how come you’re so amazing today? My mouth is sore and you haven’t even ejaculated yet.”

The daughter raised her head from between her father’s hairy crotch, a clear, viscous pre-ejaculate forming a silvery thread hanging
between her father’s swollen penis and her tender red lips. She flicked her pink tongue, breaking the silvery thread, and then
asked why he was so long-lasting today.

The father reached out and touched his daughter's head, gently stroking her hair. He said with some emotion, "It just
feels a little unreal. Today is your sixteenth birthday, but I still clearly remember
what you looked like when you were a baby. Time really flies..."

In the summer, the daughter's bedroom was warm and cozy. The father, wearing only a tight black t-shirt, leaned against the headboard of his daughter's
bed. The daughter, wearing a custom-made modified school uniform—a summer sailor outfit—raised her buttocks and lay between her father's legs,
giving him the special service that had been ongoing for the past six years.

The sixteen-year-old daughter had blossomed into a graceful young woman. Perhaps due to the increasing intimacy with her father, her
beauty had become even more alluring and sweet. Beneath her waist-length black hair, her body, clad in a white and black striped summer sailor uniform, was shapely and alluring. What were
once small breasts adorned with pink cherries had now grown into full, rounded peaks that her father could grasp and play with
. Her slender waist was exposed through the sailor uniform, which she had hunched over, revealing a large expanse of tender,
white flesh. Her full, fleshy buttocks were covered by a high-quality black pleated skirt, which clung tightly to her upturned hips.
Curves, barely concealed by silky lace panties. Two shapely, curved legs were encased in opaque, knee-high black
stockings, the smooth fabric extending from her delicate feet to mid-thigh, creating a
striking contrast between the sun-drenched black stockings and the exposed, pale white thighs. This was her father's favorite;
his daughter had discovered this six years ago, and since then, she too had fallen in love with stockings.

"Don't get distracted, okay? Xiao Xun is trying really hard to get Daddy to ejaculate in my mouth," the daughter
pouted, her cheeks puffed out, her rosy lips smeared with her own saliva and her father's pre-ejaculate, speaking with a hint of grievance.
As she spoke, she grasped her father's hot, thick penis with her slender hand, squeezing it slightly.

The father thought his daughter was incredibly adorable at that moment. He leaned in and kissed her
glistening lips. The daughter obediently closed her eyes, letting her father's tongue explore her mouth.
Saliva gradually increased, and the father and daughter's saliva mingled and mingled, then were
each .

The passionate kiss lasted for over half an hour. When their lips parted, the daughter was intoxicated. Her eyes were hazy with desire
as she looked at her father's hard face, her heart pounding more fiercely than ever before. She was about to make that request,
the request she had wanted to say for six years.

"Daddy, eat Xiao Xun. Xiao Xun is sixteen now, her body can accommodate Daddy's big stick
."

The father wasn't too surprised. He just stared at his daughter without speaking, but his heart was beating no slower than hers.

His hesitation wasn't due to ethics or anything else; it was simply that the shadow of his recklessness six years ago, which had caused
his daughter to cry, hadn't completely faded.

Six years ago, after his daughter wore Qin Jing's stockings and performed oral sex on him, the father, overcome with desire, tried to penetrate her .
Predictably, he couldn't even fit the head of his penis in, causing his daughter to cry out in pain
. This was partly because his daughter's body was too small, and partly because his
penis was so large that some women who had sex with him needed a long time to
adjust to its size.

Because of this incident, his daughter's virginity was delayed for six years, during which time they could only kiss,
perform oral sex, and footjobs…

"Daddy, come on, consider it my birthday present," the daughter said, grabbing her father's rough hand and pressing it against
her already full breasts.

Through her sailor uniform and her habitually worn vest, the father gently massaged her breasts. The daughter smiled happily
and kissed her father's lips.

Underneath her clothes, everything except her knee-high black stockings became an obstacle. The daughter, stripped down to only her stockings
, was held in her father's naked, muscular arms. His penis, fully erect and veined, parted
her labia, ready to perform the sacred rite of passage for her.

Her fair arms wrapped around his thick neck, her lips close to his ear, her voice soft as she said,
"Daddy, I'm yours."

The father kissed her neck, his lower body thrusting forward violently.

"Ugh!"

the girl groaned in pain, her eyes tightly shut, tears welling in her eyes. Her arms
tightened . Bright red blood flowed from where their bodies met, staining the pure
white sheets, blooming like a vibrant red rose.

The father froze, his pupils dilating, his eyes unfocused as he stared at his daughter's tear-streaked
face, a feeling he had never experienced before beginning to creep over him.

This was an emotion Liu Zhenyang had never experienced before. He didn't know what to call it; it
was like a warm, continuous spring flowing through his heart, filled with passion and tranquility
… Perhaps, this was love?

Liu Zhenyang's pupils narrowed as he looked at his daughter, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented tenderness.

He gently kissed his daughter's eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips… His right hand, thumb and forefinger, pinched his daughter's
pink nipple, beginning to rhythmically knead it. His left hand reached behind her, stroking her smooth, delicate
back to help soothe the pain of her ruptured hymen. His

daughter gradually calmed down. She opened her eyes, her gaze hazy with desire, and murmured softly, "Daddy, Daddy
…"

"Are you feeling better?" her father asked gently.

A shy blush rose on the daughter's face. She nodded slightly, opened her mouth, and
bit her father's neck lightly, saying indistinctly, "Daddy...move a little, it's so swollen."

The father tried to penetrate deeper, and seeing that his daughter's face was only red and she showed no sign of pain,
he began to thrust quickly.

"...Mmm...uh..." The daughter's blush began to spread, from her neck and face to her whole body, her
curvaceous body covered in a peach-pink hue, extremely alluring.

The father grabbed his daughter's black-stockinged legs, spreading her beautiful legs wider. He
looked down at the place where he and his daughter were joined. His thick, dark penis was glistening with oil, tightly enveloped by his daughter's delicate, pink labia
. With each thrust of his lower body, his daughter's soft labia opened and closed, streams of vaginal fluid
mixed with specks of blood moistening his penis, making it easier for him to enter and exit his daughter's body.

"Is it comfortable, my sweet daughter?"

"...Mmm...it feels warm inside."

"Then can Daddy go faster?" Actually, the father was already a little overwhelmed by the pace. He wondered if
his daughter's constitution was a little special, but the soft flesh inside her vagina was rhythmically being touched with his thrusting movements,
as if it was unconsciously squeezing out juice, making him feel unbearably itchy. However, worried that his daughter was experiencing this for the first time,
he didn't dare to be too vigorous at the beginning.

"Mmm, Xiaoxun can take it, Daddy, come on." The daughter bit her tender lower lip, looking resolute
.

The father gripped his daughter's slender waist, his lower body thrusting faster and more violently. The daughter, experiencing sex for the first time,
gasped and moaned as her father's large penis gripped her, her cries growing louder and louder. The soft flesh inside her vagina was touched more and more frequently,
squeezing the father until he felt waves of pleasure. The father couldn't help but exclaim, "My good daughter, your pussy is truly exquisite."

"Better than...better than Mommy...mmm?"

"Yours is the best, baby. Let's change positions." The father grabbed his daughter's plump buttocks, withdrew
his penis slightly, turned her body around, and made her lie face down on the bed, her buttocks raised, for a rear-entry position.

“Daddy, I feel your penis getting bigger again.” The daughter squeezed her father’s
penis with the soft flesh inside her vagina.

“It’s not that mine got bigger, it’s just that this position makes your vagina tighter.” The father patted his daughter’s
buttocks and began to thrust his hips again.

The daughter gradually became familiar with intercourse, her movements awkwardly responding to her father’s intrusion. She turned her head,
“Daddy, kiss me.”

Her father’s tongue explored her mouth, his thick penis thrusting inside her body.
The feeling of being one with her father made the daughter feel like she owned the whole world.

The lewd sounds of flesh slapping and seductive panting echoed in the daughter’s room for more than ten minutes.
The daughter, being a virgin, quickly reached orgasm.

“Xiao Xun…you’re…you’re broken.” Her toes, encased in black stockings, curled stiffly, her whole body
trembling slightly. The rosy hue of lust accumulated to its most alluring moment. Experiencing her first orgasm,
the daughter’s vaginal canal tightened to its limit, gripping her father’s penis tightly, and her vaginal fluids gushed out.

Scalded by his daughter's vaginal fluids, the father didn't restrain himself, thrusting his penis deep into her uterus,
his glans wide open, hot semen gushing in.

"Huff, huff..." His penis remained semi-erect inside her vagina, the father and daughter embracing tightly,
panting, savoring the afterglow of their orgasm. The room was utterly quiet, save for their slowed breathing.

Once their breathing had calmed, the naked father and daughter gazed tenderly at each other.

The daughter's fingers gently traced the muscles of her father's back, her face filled with happiness as she said, "
Daddy , I love you."

The father ruffled her hair and kissed her forehead, "My dear daughter, I love you too."

Several peaceful days passed. That afternoon, it was Liu Xun's school dismissal time.

Liu Zhenyang, newspaper in hand, sat listlessly on the sofa, glancing back at the door every now and then, waiting for
his daughter to appear.

From when his daughter was little, Liu Zhenyang had this habit, but after having relations with her,
it had become even more pronounced and intense; he constantly longed to see his daughter and her delicate body.

Just as he was getting impatient and preparing to take a car to pick up his daughter from school, the door opened, and his daughter appeared
behind it.

"Dad... I'm home."

His daughter seemed a little strange today; her smile didn't seem quite natural, and she kept her hand on the collar of her sailor uniform.
After greeting her father, she quickly ran back to her room. Sensing something was wrong, the father
asked from outside his daughter's closed door, "Xiao Xun, what happened? Tell Dad."

"Nothing, Dad."

"Then open the door, Dad will come in and see."

"..." After waiting a while, his daughter reluctantly opened her bedroom door. Liu Zhenyang noticed that
his daughter had changed her clothes: a tight pink tank top, white cotton panties, and semi-transparent knee-high stockings—very
alluring. Liu Zhenyang's attention shifted, and he saw that his daughter's sailor uniform was crumpled up and stuffed under the bed, only
a corner peeking out.

Liu Zhenyang felt increasingly uneasy. His daughter, like his wife, was a very clean person, always neatly folding and
storing her clothes. Why was she acting so strangely today?

Liu Zhenyang walked around his daughter, squatted down, and picked up her sailor uniform.

"Daddy..." His daughter bit her pink lower lip, tears welling in her eyes, looking aggrieved and on the verge of tears
.

Liu Zhenyang looked closely and noticed a large tear in the collar of her sailor uniform, and
the pleated skirt also showed signs of being ripped. Liu Zhenyang's heart sank, but reason told him that now
was not the time to react.

"Come on, sit on Daddy's lap." Liu Zhenyang patted his strong thighs.

His daughter obediently sat down on his lap. Liu Zhenyang hugged his daughter, kissed her hair, and softly asked,
"Tell Daddy what happened? Daddy will take care of you."

His daughter buried her face in her father's chest, smelling his familiar, strong masculine scent, and
the emotions she had suppressed on the way home were suddenly released. "Waaah... Daddy..." the daughter cried.

Liu Zhenyang kissed away her tears, gently patted her back to calm her down
, and then asked what had happened.

The daughter clung tightly to her father, trembling slightly, and sobbed as she recounted what had happened that afternoon.

She had almost been raped!!!

After being "developed" by Liu Zhenyang, the already alluring daughter exuded an even stronger, naturally seductive
charm. At school, every man with a modicum of courage confessed his feelings to her in various ways
, including teachers. Every day, her shoe cabinet was filled with love letters, and boys she met
would run to her side after each class.

She was reminiscent of her mother in her younger days.

Then, disaster struck. After saying goodbye to her friends at the bus stop, the daughter, sitting on a bench waiting for the bus
, hadn't even reacted when three thugs, in broad daylight, covered her mouth, tied her up, and took her to a dark
alley , intending to commit some disgusting act. The onlookers were either stunned or indifferent. Fortunately,
a policeman happened to be passing by and rescued her from the thugs. The policeman was young and handsome, and was some
kind of captain. His grateful daughter gave him her home address and phone number, and he then took her home.
Since nothing substantial had happened, the daughter, wanting to avoid trouble, tried to keep it a secret from her family,
but her father found out.

Liu Zhengyang sighed and affectionately patted his daughter's head. She was still too young, hadn't
experienced the dark side of society, and was easily fooled.

Liu Zhengyang wasn't stupid. In broad daylight, someone dared to commit rape next to that prestigious school,
and coincidentally, a policeman happened to be passing by that secluded alley, and coincidentally, he was tall, handsome, and promising.

That policeman was the real culprit.

After getting the policeman's name and the physical characteristics of the three thugs, Liu Zhengyang prepared to act.

He returned to his and his wife's room and opened a drawer in the corner of the wardrobe that hadn't been opened for years. The drawer
was nearly empty, containing only two items: a gleaming silver semi-automatic pistol and a jet-black
dagger with deep blood grooves. Liu Zhenyang took out the pistol, skillfully fiddled with it for a moment, and then put it down. He then took out
the dagger set, which showed clear signs of use, and closed the drawer.

He changed his clothes: jeans, a black jacket, and a dagger in a leather holster, securely fastened to his side,
concealed by the jacket.

Liu Zhenyang was furious, more furious than ever before. "How dare you touch my daughter? Are you tired of living?
When I killed people back then, you weren't even embryos yet!

" Liu Zhenyang had once gone astray. His adoptive father was a division commander in a field army, a renowned martial arts
expert in his youth. Liu Zhenyang inherited his skills, and at the age of fourteen, after a fight with his father, he ran away from home.
Penniless, Liu Zhenyang unwittingly became a henchman for the underworld—or, more bluntly, an assassin. Liu Zhenyang
's skills were dazzling, especially among a group of young thugs his age. The leader of the underworld
organization greatly admired his skills and young age, arranging for him to assassinate several other gang
leaders.

At the time, it caused a huge uproar throughout the city. Liu Zhenyang's father also found him, which enraged the division commander.
After reporting to higher authorities, the army was mobilized, and the city's underworld was completely wiped out.

For the next ten years, the city became a well-known safe and secure city in the country. As a result, Liu Zhenyang's name
spread widely in the underworld. In several nearby cities, Brother Yang was a golden signboard, something to be mentioned but not touched. Mentioning
Brother Yang, which underworld boss or policeman wouldn't tighten their belts? "He doesn't even look in the mirror when he peees, trying to find a woman
in my daughter's place, he's asking for death! "

Before leaving, Liu Zhenyang made a few phone calls.

"Hello, is this Director Zhu? Hello, this is the situation..."

"Black Monkey, it's me..."

"Wife, I have something to tell you, you need to be mentally prepared... Right... Tell Mom? No need, right?
...Okay then... I've decided, that's it."

Liu Zhenyang opened the door and was surprised to find his daughter standing in front of it.

"Dad, are you going out?" His daughter looked at Liu Zhenyang timidly.

"Okay, Dad's going out to handle your matter. I'll be back soon."

"I... I'll go too, okay?"

Liu Zhenyang smiled. "You'll see something unpleasant, so be a good girl and wait for me at home." He said,
ruffling his daughter's hair.

"Okay..."

After putting on his tall leather military boots and inserting the keys into the black Harley motorcycle he didn't use often, his daughter
spoke .

"Dad."

Liu Zhenyang had already put on his helmet and turned to look at his daughter.

"Kiss."

"Heh."

After a passionate kiss, Liu Zhenyang set off.

It was almost an hour later when everything was finished, which was only because Liu Zhenyang had acted quickly.

His daughter looked at her father, her eyes moist. Liu Zhenyang wasn't missing any limbs, but
he had some other things—some blood, mainly concentrated on his cuffs and shoes, clearly splattered, some of it still
red and smelling fishy.

"Why are you crying? Daddy's perfectly fine, isn't he?" Liu Zhenyang smiled, intending to gently stroke his daughter's hair,
but seeing the blood on his hands, he withdrew his hand and headed towards the bathroom on the second floor. "Daddy's going to
take a shower ."

"Splash, splash, splash..." Liu Zhenyang, completely naked, was standing under the showerhead when he suddenly noticed
someone enter the bathroom.

His pretty daughter, wearing only black stockings, walked in with small steps, her well-proportioned breasts swaying with
her movements, very alluring.

The father turned off the showerhead, licked his lips, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to give Daddy a bath." The daughter pouted her tender lips.

The father swallowed, his naked penis instantly becoming erect, pointing straight at his daughter's face.
He pulled his daughter close, kneading her soft, white buttocks, a lewd smile playing on his lips, "Let me wash
my good daughter ."

"We both need to wash." The daughter licked her father's nipple, her slender fingers grasping his thick, long penis,
beginning to gently undulate it.

After a passionate bath filled with caresses and splattering fluids, the daughter, panting softly, lay on her father's strong chest,
her face flushed, gazing at him with adoration.

"What are you looking at?"

"Looking at Daddy, Daddy's so handsome."

"Daddy's getting old, not handsome anymore." The father's thick fingers gently caressed his sixteen-year-old daughter
's tender anus.

"Mmm..." the daughter moaned, "I'm not old at all, Daddy's the most handsome, much more handsome than those little boys
, and Daddy isn't old at all. Not only can he make love with both Mommy and me at home without getting tired, but he also satisfies
so many aunties at the club, hee hee."

"My good daughter likes older men?"

"I only like Daddy."

The father felt a surge of warmth in his heart, kissing his daughter deeply, his tongue greedily sucking inside.

"Mmm... Daddy, you're so good..."

As her father's mouth left her face, the daughter suddenly exclaimed "Eh!" and excitedly
said , "Daddy, let's play a fun game!"

The father pulled his penis out of his daughter's vagina, and a mixture of their viscous fluids gushed from her
rosy labia. He played with her plump, bare labia majora and asked, "
What game are we playing now?"

"Hehe." The daughter grabbed her father's hand, which was covered in his fluids, and took it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around and swallowing the fluids.
After licking it, she pouted her moist red lips and giggled, "This time we'll play a new game,
role-playing, a story of a womanizer and a high school girl. Daddy is the womanizer, the rapist, and I'm the weak girl you
caught ."

The father's mouth dropped open, looking dumbfounded, but his previously limp penis was now
erect .

"Hehe, you perverted daddy, I knew you'd like that. Come on, tie me up first."

"This... how do I tie you up?" The father didn't react for a moment.

"Get into character, get into character! How can a womanizer ask a girl how to tie someone up?" Even as she said this,
her eyes kept drifting towards her stockings.

The father felt his lust rising uncontrollably. This alluring little vixen! He pressed down on
his daughter's full breasts, grabbed the base of her already soaked black stockings, and roughly pulled them down.

"Ah! You pervert! Let me go!" His daughter struggled, her acting quite convincing. The more she struggled...
The father's lust grew stronger. Without even removing the stocking from his daughter's other long, beautiful leg, he took the
black stocking she had just taken off, stretched it into a long strip, and quickly tied her wrists behind her back.

"You bastard! Let me go! Let me go!" The daughter struggled even more violently, her shoulder-length hair
falling loose, and glistening tears streamed down her face.

The father hesitated, unsure if he should continue so roughly. He usually
doted , never being this rough before. Had he gone too far?

His daughter, still tear-streaked, winked playfully at him, indicating that it was alright and he could continue. The father felt relieved
, picked up his daughter, and placed her on the floor beside the bathtub. He raised his hand and slapped her soft
buttocks .

"Smack!"

"You little slut, once my big southern penis is inside you, you'll be begging me to put it in!" The
father spread his daughter's two white, tender thighs apart, his engorged penis pressing against her vulva.

"Let me go! Let me go! Waaah..." The daughter shook her head desperately, biting her lip, her thighs
clenching inward, refusing to let her father pry them apart. Unfortunately, her strength was far too weak compared to her father's, and it had no effect. Instead, it only fueled
his excitement. He could no longer hold back, and his penis thrust forward, penetrating his daughter's tight little hole.

"Ah..." the daughter moaned, her body trembling. The force that had been gripping her legs shifted entirely to
her vagina , desperately squeezing her father's thick penis.

"So tight..." The father felt an intense pleasure. His daughter's warm, moist vagina was unusually tight due to her deliberate contractions.
He experienced a tightness completely different from the previous times he had made love with his daughter. Pleasure spread throughout his body along his penis.
He cupped his daughter's firm, white breasts with both hands, and his lower body began to thrust wildly.

"I'll fuck you to death, you slut!"

"Ah... um... ah..." The daughter's struggles became weaker and weaker, her originally taut buttocks even began
to welcome her father's intrusion. Inside her naturally endowed cavity, the undulating soft flesh, connected with sticky lustful fluid,
undulated rhythmically with her father's thrusts, making the penis that was throbbing inside her even harder and hotter.

"Slut, are you enjoying it? Your ass is moving."

"That's... that's because... ah... it's hitting... um..."

"Say it, let me fuck you!" "

..." The daughter bit her lip tightly, looking like she would rather die than tell.

"You won't tell, huh?" The father stopped, no longer thrusting his penis, but just rubbing the head of his penis against his daughter's cervix.
"If you won't tell, then I'll stop."

"No... I..." The daughter was suspended in mid-air by her father's sudden stop, stretching out her slender
, silk-stockinged legs to wrap around her father, her plump soles rubbing against her father's back.

“Say it, you want my big penis to fuck you.”

“I…want your…big penis…fuck me…” The daughter’s face was flushed crimson.
She had never uttered such vulgar words since birth.

The father hoisted his daughter’s black-stockinged legs onto his shoulders, his hands enjoying the silky feel of the stockings. His lower body began
to thrust rapidly again. He knew when to stop; he couldn’t bear to part with his precious daughter.

“Ah…fuck me…fuck me…”

“I…I’m going to come…ah!” The daughter arched her slender waist, an alluring flush of sexual desire spreading throughout
her body . The father took his daughter’s sexy black-stockinged toes into his mouth, his glans pressing against her cervix, and
began to ejaculate his semen without restraint.

At that moment, a cracking sound rang out.

The father turned sharply. At the wide-open bathroom door, the mother, dressed in a sexy and alluring office lady suit,
stared wide-eyed at the father and daughter engaged in intercourse, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and disbelief. On the floor lay shards of broken porcelain
, and spilled, bitter brown coffee spread out...

As dusk settled, the city lights twinkled
, a sea of lights reflecting off the sky, creating a dim, reddish glow,
obscuring clouds and starlight. In the city center, on the top floor of the trendy Dimen Building, the

gradually narrowing rooftop served as an entire office, occupied by Miao Rou'er, the owner of the Dimen
Group and the Dimen Building.

It was midnight.

Miao Rou'er reclined languidly in a large black leather swivel chair, her back to the desk,
gazing down at the city lights through the impossibly large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Miao Rou'er looked somewhat haggard, with faint dark circles under her eyes, a rare sight on her usually well-maintained face. However, she
remained as elegant and glamorous as ever, strikingly beautiful.

On the soft sofa, her hair was styled in a neat bun. She wore a well-tailored black and white striped
OL suit, over which was a light warm gray silk shirt that clung to her body,
perfectly outlining her full, curvaceous figure. Beneath the narrow, thigh-length skirt, black semi-transparent
stockings encased her long, slender, white legs, crossed and arched. Following the firm curves of her legs
downwards, a pair of pointed black leather high heels covered her barely visible feet, which rested on the floor, her
insteps slightly arched, making the black semi-transparent stockings appear even tighter. Through the stockings, faint
blue veins could be seen rising and falling beneath her translucent skin.

Miao Rou'er crossed her black-stockinged legs, changed the order in which they were crossed, turned her body slightly, picked up a glass of red wine with her slender white
hand , swirled the rich red wine in the glass, took an elegant
sip, then put the glass down and sighed almost imperceptibly.

A whole day had passed since she discovered her husband and daughter's incestuous relationship. Since yesterday afternoon, she hadn't
gone home, and hadn't answered her husband's or daughter's calls. She had just sat in her office, lost in thought.
The assistant's office downstairs was piled high with documents, but she simply didn't have the mood to deal with these
relatively insignificant matters. The most important thing was her own heart.

From the shock and disbelief when she first discovered it yesterday afternoon, to the complex emotions of recalling the absurd events of sixteen years ago,
and then to self-pity, Miao Rou'er's inner turmoil had never stopped. If her initial runaway was
a protest , then now it was because she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Since starting my own business, no matter how busy I am, unless I'm traveling for work, I always make sure
to to enjoy my husband's embrace and my daughter's innocence.

I just never imagined that in the blink of an eye, my daughter would reach the age where she could have sex, and her partner is...
Her father, her husband.

She, who loved her family above all else, had broken with tradition and
stayed out all night . What kind of behavior was this? Miao Rou'er smiled self-deprecatingly, brought the wine glass to her rosy lips,
tilted her head back slightly, and took another small sip of red wine.

She wondered if that bastard Zhen Yang would misunderstand her, thinking she was out fooling around all night? Miao
Rou'er suddenly tensed up again, but then she turned her head and saw the fluorescent
antique bronze wall clock on the dimly lit office wall showing 12:10, and her tension subsided.

Now, she had indeed been out fooling around for two nights. Miao Rou'er opened her throat and gulped down the red wine, finishing
a glass she hadn't even touched all night.

Miao Rou'er spun her chair, poured another glass of red wine from her desk into a stemmed glass,
turned around , and stared blankly at the night view.

She raised her glass, wanting to take another sip of red wine.

A large hand silently reached out and took the wine glass from her hand. Then, a familiar
voice rang out: "You rarely drink; drinking like this isn't good."

Miao Rou'er's heart suddenly raced. She pushed off the ground with her pointed black high heels, and the swivel chair turned, revealing
her husband, Liu Zhenyang, whom she hadn't seen for over a day.

Suddenly remembering something, she rubbed her black-stockinged feet against the inside of her high heels and
pushed off again, turning the swivel chair back. She turned her back to her husband without saying a word.

Her husband walked up to her, knelt down in front of her, wrapped his arms around her soft, slender waist, and hugged her, saying
softly , "Come home with me. Our daughter has been crying because you haven't come home for two nights. She's
waiting for you in the living room."

Miao Rou'er's heart softened instantly, and she gently pouted her beautiful red lips, "Did someone come in their Harley? I won't go back
without a Harley."

"Yes! Yes!" Her husband was overjoyed, secretly glad he had come in a Harley.

"Then... let's go." Miao Rou'er put down her wine glass and was about to stand up. But before she could straighten up, her
legs swayed to one side. Her husband quickly caught her, and suddenly, he was in her arms.

"Maybe I've been sitting for too long, and my blood isn't flowing properly..." Miao Rou'er explained, her face flushed. She felt
this was necessary, not only to explain why she had fallen, but also to explain where she had been for the past two days.

Her husband understood, of course. He lowered his head and kissed Miao Rou'er. Miao Rou'er responded passionately.

Her husband stirred her saliva, which was mixed with the smell of red wine, and his lust rose. His penis was fully erect,
pressing against his wife's lower abdomen through the thin summer clothes, rubbing incessantly.

"The curtains...close them." Miao Rou'er felt the volcanic heat of her husband's genitals on her lower abdomen,
and her own desire was ignited. She pressed her full body tightly against her husband, and
said indistinctly while kissing him.

Her husband pinched her full, large buttocks,
then lifted her sexy, semi-transparent black stockings with his strong arms, suspending her in the air before placing her on a luxurious desk almost the size of a bed. With his free hand, he
lightly tapped a raised LCD screen on the desk.

With a "whoosh," the dark folding curtains on either side of the wide-open floor-to-ceiling windows closed
completely, blocking out all light. The room was plunged into darkness, save for the faint glow of the touchscreen
panel . Her husband pressed his lips to his wife's, about to kiss her again.

"The door isn't locked yet, Mingmei might come in," Miao Rou'er said softly, blocking her husband's lips with her hand.
Ai Mingmei, Miao Rou'er's chief assistant.

Unable to do anything else, her husband tapped the electronic touchscreen control panel a few more times.
After a few "clicks," the office on the top floor of the Dimen Building was completely isolated from the outside world. In the darkness, the sounds of kissing echoed incessantly. The husband's large hands skillfully undressed Miao Rou'er

in the almost completely dark room , stripping her of her straight, form-fitting skirt, soft silk blouse, and sexy, see-through lingerie, leaving only her beloved, soft stockings clinging to her rounded thighs. The husband, now undressed as well, his erect penis, throbbing like a large iron rod, trembled, saluting Miao Rou'er. He hesitated for a moment, then tapped the electronic touchscreen, illuminating the warm yellow light of the lamp on the naked couple , creating a romantic atmosphere. He grasped his penis, pressed it against Miao Rou'er's bright red vulva, rubbing it against the clear, lubricating fluid she secreted , before inserting it. "Wait," the husband said, looking at Miao Rou'er with a puzzled expression. Miao Rou'er looked at her husband's face, which appeared . She slowly said, "I don't want to see your face today. Come in from behind." Her husband smiled, hugged Miao Rou'er's soft, pink buttocks, turned her around, and made her lean on the not-too -high desk, her round, full buttocks raised. He parted her two alluring, sexy legs in black stockings, and his already swollen, purplish-red glans aimed, thrusting in easily, reaching her cervix. "Mmm," Miao Rou'er groaned contentedly, her vaginal walls squeezing her husband's penis. "Phew, wife, your vagina is so tight. After all these years, it's still like when you were a virgin," her husband exclaimed, his lower body beginning to thrust vigorously. His charcoal-black penis, thicker than Miao Rou'er's wrist, used her vaginal fluid as lubricant, moving in and out of her narrow vaginal opening. Miao Rou'er cooperatively wiggled her fair, plump buttocks, making her husband's thrusts smoother. Her two long, beautiful legs swayed with each thrust, rubbing against the polished office desk through her thin stockings, creating a constant hissing, lewd friction sound in their ears. "No matter how tight it is, it's not as tight as the vaginas of those young girls in your club, and no matter how tight it is, it's not as tight as my daughter's vagina," the thirty-one-year-old Miao Rou'er said breathlessly, a slight sourness emanating from her voice. Her husband didn't know what to say, but felt he had to do something. He lay on Miao Rou'er's back, gently kissing her soft face, his hands reaching around to her front, grasping her swaying E-cup breasts, using her hands as a fulcrum to thrust even more wildly. "Do you think I brought this on myself?" Miao Rou'er's breathing became more , and tears welled up in her eyes without her realizing it. "These past two days, I've often thought about what happened sixteen years ago. It's so ironic... Oh... Sixteen years ago, I gained everything because of my daughter, and sixteen years later, I 've lost ."

A tear rolled down Miao Rou'er's face.

"You haven't lost everything. I'm still here, our daughter is still here, nothing has changed." Her husband licked
away her tear tracks.

"It's changed! Everything has changed!" Miao Rou'er bit her red, tender lower lip. "Our daughter
isn't like those lovers you brought back for lust. She's my daughter, she's my daughter!"

Her husband fell silent, only kneading her full breasts,
shaping , his penis thrusting relentlessly towards her G-spot, making her even more excited and happier. The spacious
office fell silent. Under the warm yellow light, the naked couple silently copulated, their flesh
swaying , only the sounds of flesh slapping and panting echoing in the air.

"I'm...I'm going to cum." The husband felt a bit sensitive today, and actually climaxed before his wife. "Wife,
where should I cum?"

"Mmm...Cum inside, cum inside."

After a dozen or so rapid thrusts, the husband moved his right hand to the top of Miao Rou'er's black stockings, parted the sexy
lace , inserted his forearm into the semi-transparent black stockings, felt the smoothness of her skin in his palm, his penis pressed against her uterine
wall, released his glans, and let the thick semen spurt out.

"...So hot...Mmm!" Miao Rou'er gently pressed her slender hand against her lower abdomen,
reaching . Her body trembled slightly, and her vaginal canal kept flowing out vaginal fluid,
mingling with her husband's semen.

After the climax, a pink blush and warm sweat covered Miao Rou'er's entire body, giving her
an unusual allure. Her husband's hard, muscular chest pressed against her sweat-soaked back, his right hand
continuing to caress her sweaty thighs inside her black stockings, his left hand kneading her soft, full breasts.

He rested his head on her rounded shoulder, his lips close to her ear, and whispered softly, "With you
and our daughter, that's enough. Tomorrow, I'll close the gym."

Miao Rou'er snapped to attention, turning to stare into her husband's eyes.

He nodded firmly.

Miao Rou'er's eyes reddened again. She turned to the side, letting her full, white breasts sway,
her arms hooking around his thick neck, her red lips pressing against his, passionately kissing him.

In the office, the flames reignited.

One month later. At a resort on the outskirts of the city.

In the small villa rented by Liu Zhenyang and his family of three, the three sat on a simple, pure white sofa. Liu Zhenyang sat
in the middle, his wife Miao Rou'er on his left, and their daughter Liu Xun on his right. They were watching a home theater.

Since returning home, his wife hadn't thrown a tantrum, nor had she brought up the relationship between her husband and daughter or anything like that; the father
and daughter were even less likely to bring it up themselves. Occasionally, Liu Zhenyang would be affectionate with his daughter in front of his wife, and she wouldn't
react much, only blushing. Days passed like this, but an atmosphere of lewdness and ambiguity lingered in
Liu Zhenyang's family. Liu Zhenyang simultaneously possessed two stunningly beautiful women: his 31-
year-old sexy wife and his 16-year-old charming daughter.

Liu Zhenyang also kept his promise and closed his lewd women's fitness club, even though the beauties there
were heartbroken.

A month later, to improve the relationship between mother and daughter, Liu Zhenyang suggested a trip. Both agreed,
and the family of three appeared at a resort on the outskirts of the city.

Liu Zhenyang looked at his wife on one side and then at his daughter, feeling incredibly happy.

Today, since his wife wasn't going to the office and was staying home, she was only wearing a thin, semi-transparent black
silk nightgown. The delicate straps and the openwork hem barely covered her buttocks. Occasionally, when she tucked
her legs in, her entire fair thighs and dark red thong were completely exposed, making her incredibly sexy.
His daughter was also dressed lightly in a loose pink dress. Although the dress covered half of her thighs, her slender
legs were clad in pink stockings, and her smooth pigtails perfectly blended her innocent
and sexy charm.

He licked his slightly dry lips, pretending to look at the projection screen, and placed his hands on his wife's and
daughter 's legs.

Hmm? His wife and daughter simultaneously turned to look at Liu Zhenyang. Seeing his feigned seriousness, they exchanged
a knowing smile. While he continued to caress their legs, they simultaneously moved towards Liu Zhenyang's
genitals .

The daughter yanked down her father's hot pants, and Liu Zhengyang's already erect and thick penis sprang out.
Before his glistening glans could stop swaying, the mother's delicate white hand grabbed the black, rod-like shaft and
began to gently massage it.

"Oh..." Liu Zhengyang moaned lewdly.

The daughter bent her pink-stockinged legs, grasped the tight-fitting top of her right stocking, and gently slid it down, removing
the stocking from her right leg, revealing a large expanse of flesh. The daughter gestured for her mother to stop, then slipped
her still-warm pink stocking onto her father's penis, braced herself against his hairy thighs, slightly parted
her tender lips, and took most of Liu Zhengyang's hot penis into her mouth.

The wife watched her daughter, who was sucking and swallowing her husband's stockinged penis, a look of surprise in her eyes
. Then, a rosy smile appeared on her lips, and she lowered her head, her large breasts swaying, cupping her husband's testicles in her hands,
licking the remaining part of his penis that his daughter wasn't sucking and the wrinkled scrotum.

"Oh...that's amazing...wife, daughter, you're so good~~~" Liu Zhengyang's face
was flushed , his expression utterly lewd.

In the bright sunshine of their small country villa, on a white sofa, a seductive mother and daughter lay prone,
their soft lips and tongues servicing the swollen, erect penis of a 1.8-meter-tall
middle man, his face contorted with lust, greedily caressed their beautiful legs. The noise from the home
theater speakers continued, but it did nothing to dampen the passion of the three disheveled figures on the sofa.

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