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"Can you be a quiet girl for Daddy?" He was already stripping her out of her panties and sleep shirt.
She nodded silently, spreading her legs.
Showing him her wet little slit, where she'd been rubbing after being sent to bed. While she waited for Mommy to fall asleep, knowing Daddy would come to her if he could get away.
The first thing he did when he came to her at night was lock the door. The second thing was strip all the way down.
Daddy loved being skin on skin with her.
Now he climbed onto her bed, the mattress springs squeaking. So, so loud, it made her heart pound. Also loud.
Could Mommy hear the betrayal through the walls? Could she sense that her daughter was spreading her legs for her father?
On her chest, her nipples stood straight up, hard and aroused. Daddy couldn't stop looking at them. His eyes had that gleam, that hungry, feral look...
Tonight wouldn't be just once.
She would be a quiet little mouse for the first one, holding still the way Daddy liked.
But after he pumped his cum into her unprotected pussy the first time, he would lie on top of her and suck at her breasts-to-be, and then it would be her turn.
Every night was the same. Daddy wanted to take her like the innocent little girl she once was, and then he wanted to play out the whole, inevitable cycle. Breeding her. Creating her. And then letting his newly turned sex kitten have her way with her father-lover.
"Can you be a quiet girl for Daddy?" He was already stripping her out of her panties and sleep shirt.
She nodded silently, spreading her legs.
Showing him her wet little slit, where she'd been rubbing after being sent to bed. While she waited for Mommy to fall asleep, knowing Daddy would come to her if he could get away.
The first thing he did when he came to her at night was lock the door. The second thing was strip all the way down.
Daddy loved being skin on skin with her.
Now he climbed onto her bed, the mattress springs squeaking. So, so loud, it made her heart pound. Also loud.
Could Mommy hear the betrayal through the walls? Could she sense that her daughter was spreading her legs for her father?
On her chest, her nipples stood straight up, hard and aroused. Daddy couldn't stop looking at them. His eyes had that gleam, that hungry, feral look...
Tonight wouldn't be just once.
She would be a quiet little mouse for the first one, holding still the way Daddy liked.
But after he pumped his cum into her unprotected pussy the first time, he would lie on top of her and suck at her breasts-to-be, and then it would be her turn.
Every night was the same. Daddy wanted to take her like the innocent little girl she once was, and then he wanted to play out the whole, inevitable cycle. Breeding her. Creating her. And then letting his newly turned sex kitten have her way with her father-lover.