My online romance with my 18-year-old daughter

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

One day, I casually opened her ICQ history 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 ICQ history, and each time I read it, 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" of ICQ calls coming 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 erect. She involuntarily spread her legs ("very wide apart," that's what she said to them), 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 as I stroked 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 ICQ history. Seeing her describing her feelings of excitement to others always made me uncontrollably excited, and I would masturbate while reading. Seeing

these conversations, I truly felt 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 called my daughter's number on ICQ. 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 I'd say it's big.

Me: Have you ever had sexual experience? Daughter:

Well, that's a very embarrassing question.

I wouldn't say I've ever had any. Me: What do you mean

by "not really"? Daughter: It means I've never actually had a man's penis inside me. Me: What about your own fingers? Daughter: I have . 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 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 just 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 I did *that* with my dad. 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, and while inserting them, I softly called out: Daddy. At that 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 ICQ 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 her 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 I already knew the answer to.) Daughter: He went to a meeting and hasn't come back yet. Me: Is there anyone else at home? Daughter: No, I can't breathe right now. Me: Then go ahead and groan loudly if you want to!

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

Me: Okay, I’ll stick it out from the screen now 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. 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 moaning, 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: Uncle, what’s wrong?

Me: I ejaculated.

Daughter: Was it a lot?

Me: A lot, a lot.

Daughter: What a pity!

Me: Yes, it was going to be inside your little body.

Daughter: Uncle, are you tired?

Me: Very tired, you should rest early too.

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

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

From then on, I often used 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 ICQ calls became less frequent. Sometimes, I secretly checked her ICQ history and found that fewer and fewer of her other friends were left, with only my records remaining. I realized that I had become my daughter's real online lover.

One night, I used ICQ in the office to bring my daughter to orgasm twice. When I got home, she 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 spinning. I thought, my daughter must be very tired now; I can secretly look at her without her knowing. So I got up and quietly went to my daughter's 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 would purse her lips sweetly, making my heart flutter. So I gently lifted her blanket. Having already reached orgasm twice, my daughter was fast asleep from exhaustion and didn't even notice when the blanket was 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 touched them; her skin was so smooth. I pressed them 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 has really grown up; her breasts are quite full, though her nipples are still small and pink like a child's. I couldn't resist licking them. My sleeping daughter suddenly shuddered and let out a muffled moan, and her tiny nipples 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 my daughter's shorts. I masturbated while looking at my daughter's body; it shouldn't be incest. So I started to take off her panties. Unexpectedly, her buttocks were pressing down on them, making them impossible to remove. 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, giving me the opportunity to remove half of her panties.

Half of my daughter's buttocks were exposed, perfectly round and white, igniting an uncontrollable lust within me. My penis was pressing uncomfortably against my shorts, so I pulled them off, freeing my erect penis, which stood tall and bouncing towards the sky.

I had no choice but to gently move my daughter's shoulders. My movements were very gentle. My daughter, half-asleep, mumbled, "Ugh," and turned to lie on her back. At that moment, I had the opportunity to pull off her entire pair of panties.

Now, my daughter was completely naked except for the half-vest she was wearing around her waist. I could see that her vulva 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 ICQ. 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; even with her thighs spread, the cleft remained closed. So I knelt between my daughter's legs on the bed and used two pairs of fingers to spread her labia majora. My daughter's genitals were still a tender pink, and even with her labia majora open, the vaginal opening was still blocked by pink flesh. Her labia minora were small, but her clitoris was already erect, as if ready to welcome a man's penis.

At this moment, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. My penis had become very large. I thought, it's so unfair 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 this moment, my daughter's body trembled, and she suddenly woke up. When she saw that she was naked and I was kneeling between her legs, my large penis touching her genitals, she screamed, "Daddy, what are you doing?"

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

My daughter moved her hips, trying to avoid my penis, crying and pleading, "Daddy, Daddy, no!"

But I couldn't care less. All I could think about was entering her, entering her, possessing my own daughter. I kneaded her 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 glans force open her tightly closed labia, aiming at her tight vaginal opening. I wrapped my arms around her, preparing for the final thrust.

Suddenly, I felt her 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 her long, white neck. Then, I heard her murmur, "Daddy, please don't hurt me."

This fragile plea instantly brought me back to my senses. This was my daughter! So I gritted my teeth and pulled my penis out, straddling my daughter's snow-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 my daughter's young breasts and snow-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 everything that had happened that night. Finally, I covered my daughter with the blanket, returned to my room, and checked the time; it was already three in the morning.

The next morning, when my daughter woke 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 ate breakfast in silence, 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 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 very cold, so I quickly pulled her into the covers and hugged her, asking her questions repeatedly. 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 child, 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, the symbol of masculine power, became erect again.

I laid my daughter down on the bed. She lay there as if asleep, so small, so small it broke my heart. I took off my own clothes and reached for her chest to unbutton the top button. My daughter reflexively grabbed my hand with her little hand. 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, snow-white, and slightly protruding breasts.

I saw my daughter's eyes open slightly before closing tightly again. Then, I inserted my right hand 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 all this with extreme care and attention, as if afraid of breaking a priceless jewel. Then I lay down beside her. When my already erect and impatient member touched her body, my daughter trembled again, moved slightly, then seemed to understand, and stopped moving. Then I began to caress 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 that she was still developing, her skin was so white, and her two nipples, no bigger than cherries, were so small and cute, resting on her budding, firm breasts. A seventeen-year-old girl, not yet fully mature, her slender waist and long, thin legs exuded youthful charm, and at the heart of this charm was her vulva. Below her flat stomach, where her legs met, her vulva rose high, just beginning to grow some downy hair. I pressed my face against her vulva, inhaling the unique scent of a virgin. Then I kissed her labia, and her body trembled. To my surprise, I saw her erect clitoris peek out from her tightly closed vulva.

My hand, which had been caressing my daughter's breasts, slowly moved down to the slightly parted vulva. I slid two fingers down the cleft, touching her clitoris, which was pert and raised between her labia majora. I gently 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. My daughter's body, lying on the bed, finally trembled violently. She frowned, clenched her teeth, and kicked her legs, her lower body twisting and turning. Her small vulva trembled, like lips quivering in cold weather. I looked at the pink cleft between her snow-white thighs, spread wide apart, the clearly defined petals revealing a pale pink opening. I pinched her erect clitoris again. Although my daughter's body was still small, 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 turned pink. I bent down and took her already erect nipple into my mouth, sucking on it. At that moment, I heard my daughter moan in her sleep, "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 you."

Tears welled up in my daughter's eyes. I said, "I'm starting." My daughter just nodded, so I climbed on top of her, gently pressed down, and used my legs to spread her legs as wide as possible, creating an opening in her vulva. I gently held my daughter in my arms, one hand separating her labia majora, and the other hand guiding my penis, aiming it at her vaginal opening.

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

Suddenly, I felt the pressure lessen, indicating that my glans had fully entered my daughter's vagina. With further force, I felt significant resistance, indicating that 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 intense 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 intense pain caused her small body to spasm uncontrollably. Excitement, unparalleled excitement, made it impossible to thrust. I simply held my daughter's body, panting heavily, trying to resist the waves of orgasmic pleasure.

My daughter's vagina, gripping her own father's 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, tender body.

That night, I fell asleep holding my naked daughter.

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

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

A little while later, my daughter 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 had no choice but to get up, dress, and gently knock on her door. But my daughter didn't respond. I was very nervous, wondering what had happened. I knocked on the door again, and to my surprise, the door opened. My daughter was already dressed in her school uniform, standing in front of me with her head down.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?"

My daughter shook her head, her face flushed.

"I'm sorry, you can scold me."

My daughter 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).

All day at work, my mind was in turmoil. I wasn't a good father. No matter how beautiful my daughter was, I couldn't do 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 her to come home. When the doorbell rang, my heart pounded again. What would she do?

"Daddy!" she called out when she saw me. A huge weight lifted from my shoulders. My daughter 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 finishing dinner and washing the dishes, I noticed 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 beside her, took her little hand, and gently said, "Good girl, I was wrong. You can scold me."

She didn't speak, just shook her head. Unexpectedly, she suddenly threw herself into my arms and started sobbing. I quickly hugged her and wiped her tears with my mouth. Her tears tasted salty, carrying the scent of youth. My penis instantly became erect again, and my lips naturally moved to hers. To my surprise, 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 then; she loved playing in the water, always splashing water everywhere. But since she grew up, she and I have become increasingly distant, and I don't want it to be like this.

So I said to my daughter, "Good girl, you've grown up. Let Daddy take a good look at you, okay?"

My daughter's face turned bright red, and she just nodded. I pulled her to the large dressing mirror in the house, had her stand in front of me, and stood behind her. My daughter leaned against my burly body, and I realized that she had grown taller than my shoulders. Moreover, she was indeed becoming more and more beautiful.

I started unbuttoning her clothes, and slowly, I took off all her clothes.

I saw a very stimulating picture. 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 shrank inside, particularly striking.

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

I noticed my daughter's breasts are really big now, and very firm. Even without a bra, they stand tall and proud. I stroked and kneaded them, watching her passionate expression, and I felt so proud to have such a daughter!

My erection was already pressing against her buttocks. Ah, so hard, so arousing! My daughter's buttocks have become round and soft. My daughter's life originated from this thing of mine, and there are so many little brothers and sisters there, wanting to enter their older sister's body too!

I saw my daughter's genitals, the newly grown, light pubic hair scattered lightly on her raised vulva. Her childlike labia were tightly closed, and the little bud-like things above the cleft were already hard and erect. Even with her legs together, they still peeked out from the small slit, revealing a tiny red dot.

Ah, my good daughter, you look so exciting!

I stroked my daughter's genitals with both hands, parting her vulva. She was very young; I could see a pale pink mucous membrane inside. My fingers slowly caressed her clitoris, each touch sending jolts through her body as if electrocuted, sending waves of electricity through me. My penis grew harder and thicker, and my breathing became rapid.

Ah, I couldn't take it anymore! This feeling was so intense, I really couldn't bear it! My thick, erect penis thrust upwards between her legs from behind. In the mirror, I saw my swollen, glistening glans protruding between her legs in front. 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 she exhaled hot. She wrapped her arms around my neck from behind, arching her back like a bow, her breasts thrusting out, allowing me to squeeze them forcefully.

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

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

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

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

Ah! My daughter's upturned buttocks, soft yet firm—I felt 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 so wet down there. So, I spread my daughter's legs a little wider, lifted myself up to adjust, and thrust my thick 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, and my daughter felt like she was being electrocuted. With each thrust, her body involuntarily jerked! Moans from deep within her body flowed from her little mouth; I knew she was also too excited to control herself.

I lifted her body slightly, 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 me. "Ah!" she couldn't help but moan with pleasure.

My daughter frowned, clenched her teeth, and kicked her lower body violently, twisting and turning, resisting the pleasure inside her body.

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 sensation 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 any longer. 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.

My daughter's body began to spasm. To resist the spasms, she bit the pillow and gripped the sheets with both hands, but the spasms spread uncontrollably throughout her body, until even her small genitals contracted in waves.

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

In the dizziness of ejaculation, I felt my semen spraying copiously inside my daughter. Ah! That was my semen, containing my daughter's younger brother and sister. I felt the semen spreading inside their older sister, as if returning to my warm home.

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

I ejaculated a great deal, and my daughter also reached orgasm. Her face was flushed, her body spasming uncontrollably. She had finally found sexual pleasure beneath a real man.

I watched with awe the expression on my daughter's face when she reached her climax. It was a completely different expression from usual. Her hair was sticky with sweat, and her pink body was covered with a thin layer of sweat. In that instant, I felt that I had fallen in love with my good daughter. I would not allow anyone to see this expression again. It belonged to me alone.

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