My Dad - 6. Masturbating with Dad's underwear

"Nuan Nuan, you're back?" A woman's voice came from the sofa in the living room.
As An Nuan approached, she saw the woman casually sitting on the sofa in a business dress. The woman didn't realize that her posture wasn't very elegant, because she saw large bruises on the inside of her thighs, clearly caused by someone pinching her hard.
A dark look flashed in An Nuan's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
"Hmm, Mom, you're home really early today."
"Yes, the school is sending me and a few other teachers to A City No. 1 High School for a week-long inspection. We're leaving tomorrow, so I came back early today to pack my bags," the woman said, then added with some concern, "While I'm gone, if you don't understand anything about your homework, ask your dad, okay?"
"Are you going on a business trip tomorrow?" An Nuan asked, suppressing her joy.
"Yes, you brat. Did you hear me? Study hard. Your dad may not be a teacher, but he can still teach you. You know that? Don't let my business trip stop you from studying." The woman kept nagging.
She was a teacher and had always been very strict with Annuan since she was a child. She controlled what time Annuan woke up, how many hours she studied, how long she spent eating, how much free time she had, and so on. She was a good mother who cared about her children, but she was also a mother with an extremely strong desire to control them.
An Nuan had always suppressed her feelings since childhood, doing everything according to a pre-designed template. She was the child everyone praised, the "other people's child." But she rarely experienced happiness because if anything went wrong, her mother would subject her to emotional abuse. She wouldn't hit her, but she would look at her with disgust and contempt, occasionally making veiled sarcasm.
This mental torment cast an indelible shadow over An Nuan's childhood, tinging her entire life with a gloomy hue, even though she appeared so bright and happy on the outside.
So she fell in love with her mother's husband, her father. The happiest time of her childhood was when her father took her to the amusement park.
She allowed this filial piety to turn into love.
It wasn't until she was in her senior year of high school that the woman felt she couldn't be too strict with her, and she relaxed her control over her a little.
[Author's note: I think An Nuan became a psychopath because her mother forced her into it.]
"Yes, I will definitely study hard. It's hot in City A, so please bring plenty of changes of clothes."
An Nuan smiled sweetly at her mother.
"Okay, okay, you go back to your room and study first. I'll call you when it's time to eat."
"Okay, I'll go upstairs now."
An Nuan closed the door, her smile gradually fading. She looked at the dressing mirror on the wall, her beautiful eyes filled with indifference.
I locked the door behind me and tossed my schoolbag onto the sofa.
She walked quickly to the bedside, pulled the black underwear out from under the pillow again, buried her face in it, and took a deep breath.
"Um……"
The fishy smell filled her nostrils once again, and she felt very safe, as if she were being embraced in a warm and thick hug. She felt very happy, like she was addicted to drugs.
He lay sprawled on the bed, stripped naked.
First, she licked her underwear with her tongue, the familiar salty and fishy smell mixed with a hint of sweat. She swallowed, and that night the man's penis smelled even stronger, pressing against her throat as if he wanted to fuck her mouth raw.
She placed one hand on her breast, gently caressing and kneading it. With her other hand, she slowly moved the man's trousers down, rubbing them against her vulva.
"Um...uh...Daddy..."
The thought of her father's semen residue on his underwear mixed with her saliva and pointing directly at her vagina filled her with excitement. Her tender nipples stood erect in her hands, trembling adorably.
With her other hand, she quickened the rubbing, and streams of vaginal fluid flowed from inside, covering the dried white marks.
She imagined her father, wearing black underwear, rubbing her labia again and again; through the thin fabric, she could feel the heat and scorching intensity of that night.
That was a desire so strong that it couldn't be grasped with one hand.
All the taboos are now separated by just a pair of underwear.
"Daddy...Dad...harder...mmm..."
Upon hearing her words, the man's movements became more ferocious. His hardness, confined within the fabric, seemed to break through the barrier and thrust fiercely into her warm, moist cave.
"Dad...ah...you're so amazing..."
The terrifying temperature, combined with its absolute hardness, rubbed against her delicate lower body, bringing her boundless pleasure and trembling.
Fluids were flowing freely, including vaginal fluid, saliva, and tears...
Her panties were already very slippery. She gripped the waistband of her panties, pressed her clitoris, and vigorously stimulated her tender vulva. An immense pleasure surged from her tailbone to her cerebral cortex, and An Nuan curled her toes tightly.
It took her a long time to recover.
My underwear is soaked.
The image above contains her vaginal fluid and her father's semen.
It was as if the two of them had made love.
She sniffed and brought her nose closer to smell it.
What a wonderfully fragrant forbidden desire.

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