My daughter is nineteen years old. [The End]

My daughter is nineteen years old. Last year, I bought her a computer, and she plays with it obsessively every day.

One day, I casually opened her OICQ logs and was horrified. The things those people were talking about with my daughter were practically rape. But I didn't say anything to my daughter. I just often secretly read her OICQ logs, and each time I read them, I became extremely aroused, as if my daughter were in my arms, making me want to masturbate to ejaculate.

After that, whenever I heard the "beep beep" sound of OICQ calling from my daughter's room late at night, I knew what was going on.

I seemed to see my daughter with her clothes off, sitting naked at the computer, her small breasts growing larger and larger as she communicated with strange boys, her nipples standing erect. She involuntarily spread her legs ("very wide apart," that's what she told people), and the once tightly closed slit opened into a pink opening.

My penis became erect, the nerves inside throbbing, my heart pounding as if it would burst out of my mouth, my breathing rapid and uncontrollable. I desperately suppressed the urge to enter my daughter's room, imagining her body while stroking my large penis until my semen gushed out like a fountain.

The next day, after my daughter went to school, I would, as usual, turn on her computer and pull up her OICQ history. Seeing her describing her feelings of excitement to others always made me uncontrollably excited, masturbating while reading.

Seeing these conversations, I truly realized that my daughter had really grown up.

I am the CEO of a company, I have my own office and computer, and my wife divorced me long ago. Finally, one day, I was in a meeting until ten o'clock at night, and I wondered: Is my daughter online at home? So I turned on my computer and used OICQ to call my daughter's number. To my surprise, her avatar lit up quickly, and she responded: "Who are you?" I told her, "I'm an old man, my wife left me, and I'm home alone." My daughter replied, "Ah, just like your dad!" My heart pounded. I asked her, "Can you keep me company for a bit?" My daughter immediately replied, "Sure!" I said, "But you're too young."

My daughter replied, "How did you know?"

I said, "I have the information!"

My daughter paused for a moment and replied, "Does it matter?"

I said, "Of course not, but have you really grown up?" My daughter replied, "I have grown up." At that moment, I understood; I could now communicate with my daughter online. Below is a copy of our conversation:

Me: Have you really grown up?

Daughter: Yes.

Me: Adults have hair between their legs, do you?

Daughter: ...

Me: It's okay, tell me!

Daughter: I do!

Me: And your breasts?

Daughter: They've gotten bigger too.

Me: Are they big?

Daughter: Well, how should I put it? I guess it's a bit big.

Me: Have you ever had sexual experience?

Daughter: Well, this is such an embarrassing question, I wouldn't say I've.

Me: What do you mean by "not really" ? Daughter:

It's just... it's just that a man's thing hasn't actually gone inside me yet.

Me: What about your own fingers?

Daughter: My fingers... I've gone inside before. When I'm online, and I get excited talking to people, I'll use my fingers.

Me: Is it comfortable?

Daughter: It hurts a little at first, but then... then... I really need it.

Me: Do you have a boyfriend?

Daughter: Not yet, I'm in high school.

Me: Do you have a boy you like?

Daughter: Not really, but...

Me: It's okay, be bold.

Daughter: I, I like my dad!

At this moment, my penis suddenly became erect, and my heart pounded even harder. So this is what my daughter thinks of me! I suppressed my excitement and continued to ask her.

Me: You can't like your own father.

Daughter: Yeah, of course I know, but I think my dad is so manly!

Me: You can like other boys?

Daughter: I can't say, Uncle, do you know?

Me: Hmm?

Daughter: One night, I dreamt that my dad and I did *that*.

Me: What happened?

Daughter: I was so shy, I couldn't say it.

Me: It's okay, I understand.

Daughter: Uncle is so nice.

Me: Go ahead!

Daughter: That night, I dreamt that my dad was holding me, he was on top of me, and then… Me: What happened?

Daughter: Then I woke up.

Me: And then?

Daughter: When I woke up, my legs were still spread apart, it was so indecent.

Me: And then?

Daughter: Then… I inserted my fingers inside, and while inserting them, I softly called out: Daddy.

At this moment, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. I never dreamed that my daughter would have such feelings for me.

While stroking my now-erect penis, I kissed my daughter's lips, caressed her breasts, and stroked her small, still tender vulva between her legs.

Suddenly, I heard my daughter moaning through my speakerphone. I was startled; her microphone was on, and OICQ was transmitting her voice. I quickly unplugged my microphone to prevent my voice from being transmitted, switched to headphones, and continued texting while listening to my daughter's moans.

Me: My thing is erect.

Daughter: Oh, how scary!

Me: It's pointing at the screen.

Daughter: Is it thick and big?

Me: Very thick and big, the head is already shiny.

Daughter: Ah, I'm so excited!

Me: Take off your underwear.

Daughter: I already have!

Me: What position are you in now?

Daughter: I've spread my legs, so that part is facing the screen.

Me: What does that part look like now?

Daughter: It's red, swollen, and itchy.

Me: What about the clitoris?

Daughter: It's erect, hard, and throbbing.

Me: Is your dad home? (I asked the question knowing the answer.)

Daughter: He went to a meeting and hasn't come back yet.

Me: Is anyone else at home?

Daughter: No, I can't breathe right now.

Me: Then moan loudly if you want!

Daughter: Ah... I want Uncle's big thing inside me.

Me: Okay, I'll stick it out from the screen and insert it into your little thing.

Daughter: Ah... Uncle...

At this moment, a loud moaning sound came from the headphones. I knew my daughter was too excited to control herself, so I quickly sent a message:

Me: Touch it yourself.

But my daughter didn't reply, only the moaning grew louder and louder. So, I zoomed in on my daughter's photo on the screen, pulled down my pants, stood up, and held my thick penis against my daughter's beautiful face. While listening to my daughter's moans, I stroked my penis.

Finally, when my daughter reached orgasm, I clearly heard her shout, "...My daddy..." My semen also shot out like a fountain, hitting my daughter's smiling face on the screen. After a while

, a message came from the other end:

Daughter: What's wrong, Uncle?

Me: I ejaculated.

Daughter: Was it a lot?

Me: A lot, a lot.

Daughter: What a pity!

Me: Yes, that would have been inside your little body.

Daughter: Uncle, are you tired?

Me: Very tired, you should rest early too.

Daughter: Yes, I have to go to school tomorrow, goodbye Uncle!

...

When I got home, my daughter was already asleep. I went back to my room and heard my daughter's even breathing from the next room. Recalling what had just happened, my penis became erect again, and I involuntarily started masturbating again.

From then on, I often took advantage of meetings when I wasn't home to communicate with my daughter online. After a while, I noticed that when I was home, my daughter's OICQ calls became less and less frequent. Sometimes, I would secretly check my daughter's OICQ history and find that there were fewer and fewer other friends, and only my records remained. I realized that I had become my daughter's real online lover.

One night, I used OICQ to bring my daughter to orgasm twice in the office. When I got home, my daughter was already asleep. Lying in bed, I suddenly thought, why can't I see my daughter's real body?

Thinking of this, my blood rushed to my head, and my head was booming. I thought my daughter must be exhausted by now. I thought I'd sneak a peek without her noticing. So, I got up and quietly went to her room. I pushed the door open, and there it was—she hadn't locked it! I was overjoyed. I quietly went to her bedside, turned on the lamp, and finally saw her sleeping.

My daughter had really grown up; she was so beautiful. In her sleep, her cheeks were rosy, and sometimes she'd purse her lips sweetly, making my heart flutter. So, I gently lifted her blanket. Having already reached orgasm twice, she was fast asleep, completely unaware that the blanket had been pulled back. She wasn't wearing a bra, just a short vest. Her young breasts, white and firm, stood erect, pushing the vest high.

I gently stroked her skin; it was incredibly smooth. I pressed it with my fingers; her breasts were very elastic. I didn't dare use too much force, afraid of waking her. Suddenly, I saw a pencil sharpener on her desk, and an idea

struck me. I grabbed it, cut the two straps of her vest, and pulled it down, revealing her full, white breasts. My daughter had really grown up; her breasts were quite full, though her nipples were still small, pink like a child's. I couldn't resist licking them. My sleeping daughter shuddered and let out a soft moan; her tiny nipples actually stood erect. Seeing this, my penis instantly became erect, bulging my pants, and my breathing quickened.

I thought, since things have come to this, I might as well take off her shorts. I masturbated while looking at her body; it shouldn't be incest yet. So I started to take off her panties. Unexpectedly, my daughter's bottom was pressing down on her panties, making them impossible to pull off. I was anxious, afraid of waking her, and thought I'd just use a knife to cut them open. Suddenly, my daughter started talking in her sleep, rolled over, and turned to her side. This gave me the chance to remove half of her panties.

Half of her bottom was exposed, perfectly round and white, igniting my desire. My penis was pressing uncomfortably against the panties, so I took off my own. My erect penis was finally freed, standing tall and bouncing towards the sky.

I had no choice but to gently move my daughter's shoulder. My movements were very gentle. In her sleep, my daughter mumbled, "Ugh," and turned back to her back. This gave me the opportunity to pull off her entire pair of panties.

At this point, my daughter was completely naked except for the half-vest she was wearing around her waist. I could see that her mons pubis was quite high, with wispy pubic hair already beginning to grow. Actually, my daughter wasn't fully developed; she didn't have much pubic hair, unlike what she had told me on OICQ. I think my daughter probably told me she had a lot of pubic hair because she was afraid I would say she wasn't mature.

I gently spread her thighs apart. My daughter was still a virgin, after all; even with her thighs spread, the vulva remained closed. So I knelt between her legs on the bed and used two pairs of fingers to spread her labia majora. My daughter's vulva was still that tender, childlike pink. Even with her labia majora spread, the vaginal opening was still blocked by a pinkish flesh. Her labia minora were also small, but her clitoris was already erect, as if ready to welcome a man's penis.

By this time, I was so excited I couldn't control myself. My penis had become incredibly large. I thought, "It's such a shame to let another man play with my daughter's beautiful body." So I took my penis and began to touch my daughter's erect clitoris.

At that moment, my daughter's body trembled, and she suddenly woke up. When she saw that she was completely naked, and I was kneeling between her legs, my large penis touching her genitals, she screamed,

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

At that moment, my mind was completely possessed by the devil. I pressed myself against my daughter, tightly embracing her petite body. My penis pressed against her tender genitals, and I tried to thrust in. However, my terrified daughter's genitals were dry, and I couldn't penetrate her at all.

My daughter moved her buttocks, trying to avoid my penis, while crying and pleading, "Daddy, Daddy, no..." But I couldn't care less about that anymore. All I wanted was to enter, to enter, to possess my own daughter. I kneaded my daughter's breasts forcefully, biting her nipples. Beneath me now was no longer the daughter I had always pampered, but a small woman.

Finally, I felt my engorged penis force open her tightly closed labia, aiming at her clenched vaginal opening. I wrapped my arms around her, preparing for the final thrust.

Suddenly, I felt my daughter give up resisting. Her body went limp, her head tilted back, her small mouth opened, her disheveled hair soaked with tears and sweat. She closed her eyes, accepting her fate.

I kissed my daughter's long, white neck. Then, I heard her murmur, "Daddy, please don't hurt me..." This delicate plea instantly snapped me back to reality. This was my daughter! So, I gritted my teeth, withdrew my penis, and straddled her white body. With one hand, I gripped her breast with all my might, while the other hand began to stroke my own penis. Finally, my semen gushed out like a torrent, landing on her young breasts and white neck.

Afterwards, my daughter let me clean her body as if she were dead. Even when I wiped her genitals with a towel, she didn't try to hide or resist. She was completely stunned by what had happened that night. Finally, I covered her with a blanket and went back to my room. Looking at the time, it was already three in the morning.

The next morning, when my daughter got up and saw me, her face flushed, and she lowered her head to wash her face and brush her teeth. I felt very regretful and didn't know what to say to her. We silently finished breakfast, and then she went to school. For the next five or six days, my daughter and I didn't talk much, and the atmosphere at home was tense.

One night a week later, I was already asleep when I suddenly felt someone beside me. I woke up with a start and, through my blurry vision, saw my daughter standing in front of my bed. I quickly sat up and asked, "What's wrong?" I turned on the light and found my daughter crying. It was cold, so I quickly pulled her into the covers and hugged her, constantly asking her questions. She just cried and didn't speak. After I pressed her repeatedly, she finally said, "Daddy doesn't like me anymore." I understood, so I said, "Silly girl, Daddy loves you so much!" After saying that, I cupped her small face and kissed her forehead, gradually moving my lips to her cherry-like mouth. My daughter's body trembled slightly. This was her first kiss, pure and sweet.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of heat rush down my body, and my manhood became erect again.

I laid my daughter down on the bed. My daughter lay on the bed as if she were asleep; she was so small, so small that it broke my heart. I took off my own clothes and reached for her chest, unbuttoning the top button. My daughter reflexively grabbed my hand with her little one. I didn't move, but simply kissed her small lips. Her chest heaved rapidly; I could even feel her heart pounding.

After a while, she calmed down a little and released my hand. I began to undress my daughter. She offered no resistance, like a docile lamb being stripped of its outer garments, revealing her white, alluring skin. Under the light, her smooth skin shimmered like phosphorescent water, making my eyes dizzy.

My daughter lay motionless on the bed, her arms crossed. I knew I couldn't wait any longer. I reached out and turned her onto her back, so her eyes were facing me. I gently but firmly parted her hands, revealing her two round, fruit-scented, snow-white, full breasts.

I saw my daughter's eyes open slightly before closing tightly again. Then, I used my right hand to slip between her legs, spreading them apart. I saw again her newly grown pubic hair, her small, snow-white vulva, her delicate pubic area trembling slightly in my vision.

I did this with extreme care and attention, as if afraid of breaking a priceless jewel. Only then did I lie down beside her. When my already erect and imminent member touched her body, my daughter trembled again, moved slightly, then seemed to understand something and stopped moving. Then I began to stroke her.

Suddenly, my daughter said, "Daddy, please be gentle, I'm afraid it will hurt." I said, "I will be gentle." How could I not be gentle?

Under the bright light, I carefully admired my daughter's body. I saw my still-developing daughter, her skin so white, her two nipples, only the size of cherries, so small and lovely, resting on her budding, firm breasts. The nineteen-year-old girl, not yet fully developed, possessed a slender waist and long, thin legs, exuding youthful charm. At the heart of this charm was her vulva. Beneath her flat stomach, where her legs met, her mons pubis rose high, just beginning to sprout fine hairs.

I pressed my face against her mons pubis, inhaling the unique scent of a virgin. Then, I kissed her labia, and she shuddered. To my surprise, her erect clitoris peeked out from her tightly closed vulva.

My hand, which had been caressing her breasts, slowly moved down to the slightly parted cleft. I slid two fingers down the cleft, touching the clitoris, its pointed tip nestled between her labia majora. Gently, I pinched the clitoral hood between my fingers and slowly pushed it up and down. After a while, I clearly felt her clitoris swell even more, slowly hardening, the nerves inside throbbing.

Finally, lying on the bed, my daughter's body shuddered violently. She frowned, clenched her teeth, and kicked her lower body violently, her small vulva trembling like lips quivering in the cold.

I looked at the pink cleft between her snow-white thighs, spread wide apart, the petals clearly outlined, revealing a pale pink opening. I pinched her erect clitoris again; although my daughter's body was still young, her clitoris was already like an adult's. I felt my erect penis burning like a hot iron.

The flush on my daughter's face began to spread down her neck, and soon her snow-white, swollen breasts also turned pink. I leaned down. I took my daughter's already erect nipple into my mouth and sucked on it. At that moment, I heard my daughter moan in a dreamlike voice, "Daddy...Daddy..." I was very excited and said to her, "My good daughter, Daddy is so excited that he can't take it anymore. Daddy is going to put this thing inside your body." Tears welled up in my daughter's eyes. I said, "I'm starting." My daughter just nodded, so I climbed on top of my daughter, gently pressed down, and used my legs to spread my daughter's legs as wide as possible, opening her vulva. I gently hugged my daughter with both hands, one hand separating my daughter's labia majora, and the other hand guiding my penis, aiming it at my daughter's vagina.

Then, I gently lowered my buttocks, and I felt my thick, hard penis finally stretching open my daughter's vagina. I slowly moved my buttocks, using force, to make the glans of my penis enter my daughter's body little by little. My daughter's vagina was very small, and when the head of my penis was only halfway in, I felt a great squeezing force.

Suddenly, I felt the pressure lessen, indicating that my glans had fully entered my daughter's vagina. With further force, I felt significant resistance, meaning my penis had reached her hymen. I was overjoyed to discover that although my daughter had inserted her fingers, her hymen hadn't broken.

To prevent the excruciating pain of breaking the hymen, I held my daughter tightly and thrust with all my might, my entire thick penis breaking through the hymen and penetrating her still-developing vagina.

"Ah…Daddy…it hurts…" The excruciating pain caused my daughter to cry out. Her tender little body tensed like a bow, then trembled uncontrollably, breaking out in a cold sweat. Her small vagina contracted spasmodically, but I had no other choice but to hold her trembling body tightly and insert my penis even deeper.

The excruciating pain caused her small body to spasm uncontrollably. Excitement, unparalleled excitement, made thrusting impossible. I simply held my daughter's body, panting heavily, trying to resist the waves of orgasmic pleasure.

My daughter's vagina, gripping my penis, spasmed as if reaching orgasm, finally causing me to lose control. A jet of semen, like a powerful spurt, shot deep into her young, delicate body.

That night, I fell asleep holding my naked daughter.

The next morning, when I woke up, the first thing I saw was my daughter sleeping soundly. I gazed at her beautiful face and realized she had truly grown up. Her face nestled against my chest, and she would occasionally purse her lips, as if she were about to drool like a child.

I held my daughter tightly, kissing her hair, overwhelmed with love. I felt she was the best gift God had ever given me.

A little while later, she woke up. She immediately realized she was in my arms, her face turning bright red. She sat up abruptly, got out of bed, rushed to her room, and closed the door. I got up, dressed, and went to her door, gently knocking. But she didn't answer. I was nervous, wondering what was wrong. I knocked again, and this time the door opened. My daughter, already dressed in her school uniform, stood before me with her head down.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?"

she asked, shaking her head, her face flushed.

"I'm sorry, scold me if you want."

She shook her head again. I really didn't know what to do. My heart was pounding. Then I heard her say,

"Daddy, I want breakfast."

So I quickly made her breakfast and prepared her lunch (she always brings her own lunch to school).

Throughout the day at work, my mind was in turmoil. I wasn't a good father. No matter how beautiful my daughter was, I couldn't have done this to her! What if she couldn't understand? She's so young; I deserved to die for doing this!

That evening, I prepared dinner and waited for my daughter to come home. When the doorbell rang, my heart pounded again. What would happen to her?

"Daddy," my daughter called out when she saw me. My heart immediately calmed down. She smiled innocently, her big eyes clear and bright. She told me about school, as if nothing had happened the night before. Father and daughter sat around the table, eating and talking about other things.

After dinner and washing the dishes, I noticed that my daughter hadn't gone to her room as usual. Instead, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room, seemingly waiting for me. So I sat down next to her, took her little hand, and gently said, "Good girl, I was wrong. You can scold me." My daughter didn't say anything, just shook her head. Unexpectedly, she suddenly threw herself into my arms and started sobbing. I quickly hugged my daughter and wiped away her tears with my mouth. Her tears tasted salty, carrying the scent of youth. My penis instantly became erect again, and my mouth naturally moved to hers. Unexpectedly, her little tongue willingly slipped into my mouth.

My heart was filled with emotion. Yes, my daughter had grown up. I remembered when she was little, I would carry her everywhere, letting her ride on my shoulders. Bathing her was always my responsibility back then; she loved playing in the water, always splashing water everywhere. But since she grew up, she and I had become more and more distant, and I didn't want that. So

I said to her, "Good girl, you've grown up. Let Daddy take a good look at you, okay?" Her face turned bright red, and she simply nodded. I led her to the large dressing mirror in the house, had her stand in front of me, and stood behind her. With her leaning against my strong frame, I realized that she had grown taller than my shoulders, and she was indeed becoming more and more beautiful.

I started unbuttoning my daughter's clothes, and slowly, I took them all off.

I saw a truly stimulating sight: I was still dressed, while my daughter was completely naked, her skin dazzlingly white, her breasts high and full. On those snow-white nipples, two small, still-childlike nipples, like transparent pink, shyly huddled, were strikingly beautiful.

I hugged her from behind, one hand caressing her breasts, the other between her legs. My daughter's body went limp; she couldn't stand, only leaning against me, her head resting on my shoulder. Her face was burning hot, her heart pounding as if it would burst from her mouth, her breath hot.

I noticed that her breasts were now very large and firm, standing tall even without a bra. I caressed and kneaded them, looking at her passionate expression, feeling so proud to have such a daughter!

My erection was pressing against her buttocks. Ah, so hard, so breathtaking! My daughter's buttocks have become round and soft. Her life originated from this thing of mine. There are so many little brothers and sisters of hers there, and they also want to enter their sister's body!

I saw my daughter's vulva, the light pubic hair that had just grown, scattered lightly on the raised mons pubis. Her childlike labia were tightly closed into a slit, and the little bud-like things on the cleft were already hard and erect. Even with her legs together, she still peeked out from the slit, revealing a tiny red little bit.

Ah, my good daughter, you look so exciting!

I stroked my daughter's vulva with both hands, parting her flower garden. My daughter was still very young, and I saw a light pink mucous membrane inside. My fingers slowly stroked my daughter's clitoris, and with each touch, her body twitched as if electrocuted, sending waves of electricity to my heart. My penis became harder and thicker, and my breathing became rapid.

Ah, I can't take it anymore! This feeling is so intense, I really can't take it! My thick, erect penis slid between my daughter's legs from behind. In the mirror, I saw the gleaming glans protruding between her legs in front of me. I felt my pubic hair touch her smooth, white buttocks.

My daughter seemed unable to stand any longer; her chest heaved with rapid breathing, the air hot and heavy. She wrapped her arms around my neck from behind, arching her back, her breasts thrusting out for me to squeeze.

My fingers entered her vagina, penetrating deeply, as if trying to lift her body. Finally, I felt myself touching that place deep inside her, that pulsating little ball, the place where a baby might one day grow.

Suddenly, waves of warmth coursed through my body; I felt like I was melting from this child.

My daughter's legs were soaking wet; her lower body contracted and relaxed, her uterus throbbing. Ah, I couldn't take it anymore. I held my daughter and carried her to the bed. My daughter lay face down on the bed, hugging her pillow and biting the pillowcase, sobbing.

I pressed down on her from behind, my entire weight on her small, delicate body.

Ah! Her upturned buttocks were so soft yet firm; I could feel my large, hard penis touching her genitals directly from behind.

Ah! My dear daughter, even on your back, Daddy gets this excited. I felt her body was ready to receive me; she was already so wet. So, I spread her legs a little, adjusted my position, and thrust my large penis deep into her vagina from behind.

Ah! I couldn't take it anymore; this position was too stimulating. My penis was directly stimulating her clitoris inside her vagina, sending jolts through her body. With each thrust, her body involuntarily jerked! Moans escaped from deep within her body; I knew she was also overwhelmed with excitement.

I gently lifted my daughter's body, wrapped one arm around her breasts and stroked her lips with the other, then put my hand into her mouth and made her suckle. I forced her to turn around and kiss him, and she couldn't help but moan with pleasure.

She frowned, clenched her teeth, and kicked her lower body violently, trying to resist the pleasure inside her.

In a daze, I discovered that this position was giving my daughter such great pleasure. Finally, she turned her head to kiss me. My head was spinning, my blood was boiling, my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my mouth, and I couldn't control the throbbing of my penis. I pressed down on my daughter's back, tightly against her round buttocks, and her moans included the word "Daddy."

Suddenly, I felt my daughter's small vulva tremble, and that ticklish feeling spread throughout my body. I thrust even more violently.

Suddenly, my daughter shivered, her whole body trembling.

Ah, I can't take it anymore! I gritted my teeth, resisting the intense urge to ejaculate. But I couldn't resist anymore. I felt the tension in my body suddenly stop, followed by a euphoric orgasm. This euphoria started from the glans and radiated throughout my lower abdomen.

Ah, my daughter, my good daughter! Finally, a large gush of semen shot into the depths of my daughter's small body with powerful force. My fingers involuntarily tightened, gripping my daughter's youthful breasts tightly.

Her body began to spasm. To resist, she bit the pillow and gripped the sheets, but the spasms spread uncontrollably throughout her body, until even her small vulva contracted.

"Ah, Daddy…" she cried out, already in a semi-conscious state.

In the dizziness of ejaculation, I felt my semen gushing out inside her. Ah! It was my semen, containing my daughter's younger brother and sister. I felt it spreading within her, like returning to my warm home.

My good daughter, she was originally a part of this place; she accepted herself! She let out a loud, pleasurable moan.

I ejaculated so much… my daughter also reached orgasm, her face flushed, her body convulsing uncontrollably. She had finally found sexual pleasure beneath a real man.

I watched with awe as my daughter reached her climax. It was an expression completely different from her usual one—her hair damp with sweat, her pink body glistening with a thin layer of perspiration. In that instant, I felt I had fallen in love with my dear daughter. I would never allow anyone else to see that expression again; it belonged only to me.

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