My father was called Ding Shengjie, not very handsome, but tall and strong.
Under the care of my father alone, I also grew up smoothly, my father was a mother to give me double love, it can be said that my father’s love for me can be to the point of pampering, but although the set of pampering in a lifetime I did not therefore learn bad, on the contrary, in order to not let my father worry about it, academics, conduct can be said to be the best in the school, but in my gradual maturity, but I therefore have a special feeling for my father.
And this feeling is not allowed to appear in the father-daughter, I can only bury it in my heart, by writing articles on the Internet to express this feeling.
The name of this article is called “Father’s Slave Girl”, in which I turn the father into a man who has a strong desire to possess his own daughter, and the originally gentle father turns into a big pervert molesting his own daughter in my article.
Perhaps what the article described was my deepest hope, and as time went on, a number of supporters appeared on the net, and even a discussion forum was opened to discuss my article, until one night.
Dad, just leave the dishes. I’ll wash them.
My father worked hard every day, and naturally I tried to share the household chores as much as possible.
Ziaorou you’re so good, daddy has to prepare things for the meeting tomorrow, if you don’t have anything to do then try not to bother me.
My dad has been calling me by my nickname, Zoe, since I was a little girl, which is actually pronounced the same as my real name so to speak.
Don’t be too tired. Take care of yourself! I see that Dad is very busy every day.
It’s the same in a single-parent family. You have to help me get to school in the morning, then you have to rush to the office to go to work, and then you have to pick up the kids from school when you’re supposed to be taking a break, and then you have to take care of the housework and dinner when you get home.
After getting the dishes done, I cut up a plate of fruit for my dad to eat, who was too preoccupied to notice me when I opened the door, but I was surprised by my dad’s behavior.
Aaahhh …… aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I’ve never seen a male penis myself, although I’ve often mentioned it in articles I’ve written on the net.
I hurriedly ducked behind the door and brought it closed, leaving only a crack in the door, deeply afraid of being discovered by my father.
I knew I couldn’t peek, but my curiosity about sex made me peek again, and I saw that my father’s penis was very majestic, with a line of veins emerging from it.
Thinking back to the health education class I had taken in junior high school, I knew that the way to have sex between a man and a woman was to insert the male penis into the woman’s vagina, and I looked at my father’s penis, and I was skeptical about how something that huge could possibly fit into my pussy. I had masturbated on my own quite a few times, but at best I felt tight just by sticking one finger in there, and I was surprised that I had an expectation that my father would shove his penis into my lower body.
I looked closely at the image on the computer screen in front of my father, and it turned out to be an article I had written, and I couldn’t believe that my father was masturbating with an article I had fantasized about, and that maybe my father was full of me right now.
I was suddenly excited and went back to my room and turned on my computer to start writing my fantasies. I entered my discussion forum and saw that there were many people responding to me, and I suddenly found that one of the Mr. X’s responses made me pay special attention.
I have a beautiful daughter and I would love to train her like in the article.
Mr. X wrote.
Then go get her! Go for it! I replied to him.
An idea flashed through my mind, if I can guide my father properly with this article, maybe he will come and attack me because he can’t take it anymore.
I’ve slowly begun to add to the text that the daughter is more than willing to go along with the father’s plot, hoping that the father will feel that if he does the same thing as in the text, there will be no punishment.
Over time my father’s feelings toward me gradually changed and he began to hug and kiss me often, which was a little too often, although I would say that it was a common thing for him to do.
As each day passed, what had started as a kiss on the cheek to the ear, and then from the ear all the way to the neck, slowly transcended the line of the father-daughter taboo.
Every day in my shower I would expect my father to come in and attack me? And finally the day came.
I put the bath water on as usual, after my clothes came off, I realized that there was no shampoo left, I shouted out to my father, and he helped me with the shampoo, just at that moment my father’s eyes saw my body, and the desire that had been suppressed for decades exploded in one breath.
Dad, wait! I exclaimed.
My father pushed me straight into the bathtub, and with a crash I fell into the tub, and Dad started to take off his own clothes at that point.
I had thought that my father would treat me gently, but the difference between fantasy and reality was enormous, and I had gently overlooked the fact that after the male hormones had swallowed up my sanity, a woman was nothing more than a tool for lust in his eyes.
Don’t …… The contrast with expectations made me rebel against my father’s bestiality.
But everything is just as it is in the novel, with the father gaining mastery with such force that the daughter is completely powerless to resist and has to accept it all.
My father began to lick and fondle my breasts, the first time my nipples were touched by his tongue sent a shiver down my spine, and then my father’s mouth followed suit, nipping at the nipple with his teeth.
It hurts …… No way …… I felt my nipples gradually harden as my father played with them.
As much as I kept trying to push my father away, his huge body pressed down on me, leaving me nowhere to run.
My father squeezed my breasts hard with one hand and rubbed them around while the feeling of something hard against my thigh came from my thighs, and my eyes went down to see none other than my father’s magnificent penis! Please let go of me la …… I cried out In the past, as long as I cried, my father would surely let me have everything, but now my crying just made him increase the pleasure of violating me.
I had hoped that my father would violate me, but when he did, as I had hoped, I was unable to bear it.
Just bear with me. You’ll feel better in a minute.
My father spoke to me.
My father pulled my legs apart, and since I was in the water, I didn’t need any wetting either, as he pushed his huge glans against my thin, slit-like pussy, with its unexplored pink labia the very proof of virginity.
I immediately understood what my father was thinking and I shook my lower body to keep my father from taking my virginity so easily, but it was all in vain as my father quickly got a good look at my pussy and squeezed his glans in hard.
Don’t! I cried out.
I felt my lower body gradually being parted, the originally tightly closed wall of flesh was pierced by a slit in the glans, and then a sharp pain came from my lower body, my virginity was finally taken by my father.
It hurts! Can’t …… have mixed feelings in my heart, I don’t know whether it’s because I’m happy or feel sad about having my virginity taken away by my father, but what’s certain is that the pain is making me start to fear the man in front of me.
Anymore, my father had been there before, and instead of starting to move immediately after penetration, he settled down to let my pussy start to get used to the feeling of the penis inside.
And the walls of flesh inside naturally closed back up, sucking the cock tightly as both my eyes went red with tears.
Only a few streaks of blood floated out of the water, then melted away again.
Although my father didn’t fuck me right away, his upper body wasn’t idle either, my father forcefully kissed me, and my first kiss was taken away, what I thought would be a wonderful first time was so horrible.
Oooh …… I find it hard to breathe.
Then my father’s tongue tried to come in, and I closed my teeth tightly, deeply afraid that if I relaxed, my father would break through.
But this had been expected by my father, who gently pushed his waist even further inside, the glans tightly sucked in by the center of my flower that I had never touched anything before.
Ahh! The sensation of my flower center being touched for the first time made me scream out.
That’s when my father also seized the opportunity to stick his tongue in, and I kept trying to push it out with mine, but instead my father wrapped it around me, and the two kept interacting and entwining their tongues.
Suddenly I began to get a strange feeling, slowly my vagina got used to my father’s penis and began to produce the lubrication that prepares you for first time intercourse, and although I was mentally unprepared, my body was ready to be violated by my father.
And with his penis soaking under my lust, my father knew that I was ready, and his body began to move, and the pain that had disappeared began to ache again under my father’s rough movements.
Dad, don t move …… It hurts …… It hurts …… I pounded my father’s back hard with both hands.
With each thrust, the virgin blood was brought out again and again, and the water near the intersection of the sex organs was colored red.
My father thrusts vigorously with each stroke, leaving only the glans inside me, and then kisses my flower center with his glans harder, my flower center sucks my father’s glans tightly each time, and my father feels the immense pleasure, and he goes deeper into me even harder.
I felt like my entire body was about to split in half, and my hands that were resisting could only hold onto my father’s back because of the pain, while my breasts were being squeezed against his chest over and over again.
Slowly but surely I began to fall in love with the sensation, and although I felt a strong pain in my lower body, my heart slowly calmed down, and I couldn’t help but be happy at the thought that from now on, my father would only love me.
Suddenly my father, who had been pressing down on me and fucking me, now pulled me up and laid himself down, turning me into riding on my father’s body.
I was naked all exposed to my father’s eyes, and I sheepishly covered my breasts as he began to push upward.
Because of the fact that we are copulating under water, everything moves slower, yet because of this I feel my father’s large cock slowly pass through my body to my most shameful insides.
Don’t look …… I screamed sheepishly.
Ziaorou is so pretty, let dad have a good look, right? Dad plucked my hand away, and my breasts swayed and swayed with my father’s movements.
After starting to get used to my father’s thrusts, my body began to well up with pleasure, a steady stream of relief coming at me, combined with pain that made me want to fight it but couldn’t let go.
I slumped helplessly towards my father as he thrust into me, when a pair of hands came up to my breasts to brace me and started rubbing them, both my tits were being squeezed until they were deformed.
My father began to speed up his thrusts, and I kept feeling the rapid repetitive sucking and kissing of my center of my flower against my father’s horse’s eye, and the excitement that came from the moment of pulling away left me defenseless.
It’s so weird, it hurts but it’s so good …… I want to stop but I can’t ah~~ I’m going crazy …… I’m masturbating like crazy.
Ah …… so comfortable …… Again, again …… Ah …… it hurts! Gently …… Harder …… I kept wandering back and forth between pain and pleasure.
My father was also turned on by my first taste of meat in my pussy, and every fold in the walls of flesh was so perfect that one more or one less would not do.
My father felt my pussy acting like a cum attractor, constantly trying to suck the sperm out of my father’s testicles.
And under the psychological stimulation of incest, even the most powerful man will not be able to hold out, Xiaorou, I am going to cum! I’m going to cum …… ah~~~ Father shouted.
I can’t do it in there, I’ll have a baby, don’t do it! I realized that I might be pregnant with my father’s child, but it was too late, the glans was tightly sucked by the center of the flower, and a drop of semen was shot directly into the depths of my uterus.
While I know that today is not a dangerous time, it is not a safe time either, which means both are possible.
The first insemination was very long lasting, there was no sign of stopping at all from the first shot, each shot was so strong and powerful that it was as if I could feel my womb being sprayed with powerful jets of water.
Woo…… Somehow, I shed tears over the loss of my virginity even though I was a little happy inside.
My father, on the other hand, was trying to comfort me by touching my head, but he couldn’t say anything.
Gradually I finally felt my father’s ejaculation slowly stop, my father pulled his penis out, and instantly the semen inside my uterus backed up and flowed out, and when it flowed through my vagina, it combined with my lewdness and virginal blood, and all of it flowed out onto the water of the bathtub.
My father carried me out of the bathtub and cleaned me after draining the water, after which he surprisingly carried me straight to the living room and continued to try to rape me.
And by this time I had long since lost any strength, and the only thing I could do was to free all the pleasure and pain from my mouth.
The rape continued on and on, my father fucked me several times in every corner of the house, the living room, the foyer, the kitchen, the guest room, my father’s room, my room, the storage room …… Every place used to remain with my cries of pain.
It was then that I realized that I hadn’t written all of these episodes in my essay. My father was just doing what I fantasized, what I hoped.
It had only been six-thirty since I’d gotten home and fed myself and gone to the shower, and now I could hear the clock in the living room ringing two o’clock in the middle of the night, when I was still on the balcony with one foot being fucked hard by my father over his shoulder.
And how could a virgin withstand such frantic raping, my pussy had long been paralyzed, and the pleasure that had been coming from it had long since disappeared, and all that was left was the pain of over-sex.
My father, on the other hand, had long since fucked himself into a frenzy and didn’t have the slightest idea what was going on with me.
I saw a little blood being brought out of my bottom from time to time by my father, and it was long ago that I couldn’t tell if it was virgin blood or a fucked up vagina.
After many ejaculations, my father was not affected in the slightest, his rod was still so firm, the only difference was that after getting used to my pussy, the interval between ejaculations gradually increased, from originally ejaculating in fifteen minutes, he had now been fucking for more than forty minutes.
I could only feel my father’s rod getting bigger and bigger inside me, but in reality my father’s rod didn’t get bigger, it was because my vagina had already turned bright red from the constant thrusting, and if you looked closely you could see that the walls of my flesh were covered in blood, and the walls of my flesh were red and swollen because of this, and they wrapped around my father’s huge rod even more tightly.
Hoo…… hoo…… hoo…… I was so fucked up that I didn’t even have the strength to scream, I could only gasp for air through my mouth.
I saw my father speeding up his thrusts again, and even more pain came from my vagina, which was already unable to withstand the ravages, and then my father shouted, “I’m cumming! The semen erupted into my uterus again.
And my body has long been full of my father’s sperm, so if I had just ovulated out during those three days, I would have been instantly overwhelmed with sperm and gotten pregnant.
My father carried me, long since powerless, back to my room and threw me on the bed, then got back on top of me and continued to fuck me, as if he was going to take out all the sex he hadn’t been able to do in the last few decades on me at once.
Physically exhausted, I stared up at the ceiling with both eyes lost in thought, then felt my eyes blurring as I was fucked into unconsciousness while my father continued to thrust.
By the time I woke up it was noon the next day, and the strong sunlight slowly brought me back to my senses; my father was long gone, and the sheets were covered with stains of lust and cum.
And to this day my pussy still oozes cum, there’s a sharp pain coming from my pussy, it should be full of over-coitalized bruises, and the cum flows over the bruises like there are hundreds of millions of spermatozoa burrowing through my wounds.
I felt my ass feeling uncomfortable again and figured that my father should have shot a number of rounds in my anus yesterday as well after I lost my concentration.
I reluctantly climbed out of bed, my legs barely strong enough to hold my weight as I slowly walked into the bathroom with my body pressed against the wall and began to clean up the remnants of yesterday’s passion.
I went to the mirror and slightly spread my pussy lips to see several cuts in my vagina where the skin had been worn away, and an unknown number of more injuries where I couldn’t see them, and a constant discharge of semen from my uterus.
Finally I broke down and cried, the first time I had thought was wonderful was so bad.
It took a long time for my mood to slowly calm down, and I washed my body and slowly regained my strength.
I walked to my room to get medicine to wipe the wound on my pussy, after that I thought about not going to school and wondered what would happen. When I walked to the living room I saw a note left by my father: I took a vacation for you, you have a good rest at home.
I made the Chinese food and put it in the fridge, so take it out and microwave it.
My father, who had been so mad yesterday, was now so considerate, and my originally resentful mind forgave him, after all, wasn’t it all my own doing? I went back to my room and turned on the computer, once again opened the file began to write a new story.
By the end of the night my father was back and I really didn’t know how to face him, and that goes for the father as well, who did unforgivable things to his own daughter yesterday.
Usually my father would come and visit me as soon as he got home, and now he didn’t know how to come and talk to me, but his daughter’s body was so tantalizingly close that it made him want to fully be the only man in her life.
Zoe, come out for dinner.
Finally the father broke the silence.
I walked out of the room with a bit of fear and sat down at the dining table to eat my dinner in silence while I noticed a large box sitting on the living room table with an AV actress covered in condoms printed on the top of the outer box, and I knew right away that each condom in that entire box represented the number of times my father was ready to violate me, and I couldn’t help but get a chill down my spine at the thought of it.
Is the body all right? Father asked, still concerned.
Also …… okay.
After that, the atmosphere in the living room was silent again, and after I finished eating, I quickly went back to my room.
It wasn’t until about nine o’clock that my father knocked on my door, and I thought he had come to apologize to me, but I didn’t expect to see my father holding a condom in his hand when I opened the door.
I didn’t know how to say no, so I sat on the bed and waited for my father to play with me.
But today, instead of being so tough as yesterday, my father gently walked up to me and gently stroked my body, and I thought to myself that I had been broken yesterday anyway, so it didn’t matter even if the mental buildup wasn’t ready yet.
My father removed my clothes one by one, and I cooperated by letting him do so smoothly.
It wasn’t until after removing my panties that my father looked up to my pussy, did it hurt? He asked.
Uh-huh.
I’ll be gentle this time.
My father didn’t let my bruises stop him from fucking me, except that this fuck should be much better than yesterday’s.
My father pulled out the big rod that made me cry so many times yesterday, and then hurriedly opened the condom and put it on, my father’s glans was huge and his penis was thick and long, the condom could only be put on about two thirds of the way up before it was gone.
My father licked my vagina and when his tongue touched the wound, I shivered in pain but felt my father’s warm tongue licking as if he were healing my wound.
Slowly the pain disappeared, bringing with it the strange sensations I had felt at the beginning of yesterday, and I went along with my father’s motions of letting the cock slowly enter me.
And the wounds that had been slightly healed were once again stretched open by the huge rod, but now all the pain didn’t matter, because with my father’s gentle treatment, even if I had to be fucked out of my mind again I was willing to do it.
After a short while my father ejaculated and I saw him pull out his cock and pull off the condom that was full of cum, tying a knot in the back to avoid the cum flowing out.
Then my father patted me: get some rest first.
Two hours later my father came into my room and took a clean sheet to help me change, otherwise the whole room smelled like obscenity.
Every day for the rest of the year, my father would come to my room with a condom for sex, and I grew accustomed to my father’s aggression and began to learn to enjoy the joys that sex can bring.
I also began to write in a fountain of inspiration, and every day my father fucked me in the same way I had written last night.
And as each day passed, my articles got crazier and crazier, until now my father was using up at least a small box of condoms to fuck me every night, and there were a total of four condoms in there, and if it was a holiday, there was even a record of three small boxes being used up.
Later on, my father felt that the speed of condom use was too fast, so he did not change the condom immediately after one ejaculation, but waited in my body until I got hard again and continued to fuck me, depending on the amount of semen to see whether to use it twice or three times, and in this way I was fucked by my father at least eight times to ten times a day.
Often, because my father was in such a hurry to penetrate me, he didn’t even take off his shirt or underwear, and I think he probably couldn’t help himself after reading about me, and every time he got my underwear dirty, and he often ended up getting to the point where he didn’t have any underwear to wear to school.
As a result, I used to wear my father’s bullet panties to school, and the front of the panties still had the old stains left over from my father’s penis, causing my vagina to involuntarily leak lustful juices all day long at school, so now, as soon as I get home, I just take off my panties, ready to give my father the use of my vagina at any time.
And the home of the trash can is full of father threw away the condom, once the father is still at work did not come home, I smelled the trash can issued a thick semen smell, I looked inside at least hundreds of condoms, each containing more than 20 weeks of semen, some put a long time, the color is yellow.
With a sudden impulse, I picked up my father’s used condom and bit a small hole in the very tip to suck out the cum inside.
I frantically rummaged through the trash can, taking the condoms out one by one, biting through and eating the semen inside, even a month old semen that had long since given off a foul odor but was the sweetest of treats in my eyes.
I just ate all the cum in there and my stomach was filled with at least 2 liters or more of cum.
But soon after my father came home, my stomach began to hurt, my father felt tight to send me to the hospital, the doctor said it should be caused by eating unclean things, told me to stay in the hospital for a day of observation, if it’s okay, I can be discharged tomorrow.
The doctor even asked what I had eaten, so I had to make up a lie. I couldn’t say I had eaten a bunch of expired semen, could I? My dad even scolded me when he found out later.
After that every time I did it I took my father’s condom up and drank it straight down, or else I took it and put it inside a box and put it in the fridge for safekeeping, and only took it out and ate it when I thought of it, but every time my father saw it it was taken away and thrown away that’s all.
Sometimes I would volunteer to go to my father’s room to suck his cock and then get fucked by him once or twice in the process, I had fallen in love with the taste of cum couldn’t stay away.
One day I thought it was time to start developing my asshole, so I immediately wrote a bunch of episodes and PO’d them on the net.
The next morning I saw that my father had stopped by to buy two boxes of enema solution when he came back from breakfast shopping, and I ended up spending the whole day at school imagining what it would feel like for my father to start giving me an anal enema.
When I got home I couldn’t wait to get into the bathroom, stripped off my clothes and started to take a shower, my father also came home at this time, walked straight into the bathroom and also took off all his clothes and washed up with me.
After washing up I quite automatically plopped my ass down against my father, who took out an enema and shoved it into my anus, I felt the cold liquid burrow into me, followed by a powerful poop.
But this is only the beginning, watching my father once again picked up a packet of irrigation colonic liquid to squeeze the liquid into my anus, and then take it away and throw it away, and then pick up a packet of …… This action was repeated dozens of times, and in the end, my intestines have at least hundreds of weeks of colonic liquid stimulation of my intestines.
At this point my father also took hold of his cock and thrust it against my pussy, my lower body tightened hard deeply for fear of pulling the enema out, using this to his advantage, my father began to fuck the simultaneous tightening of my pussy.
So painful! I want to poop out so bad, let me go to the restroom first …… I begged my father.
My father ignored me and continued to fuck my pussy.
After many sexual encounters, both of us had learned about each other’s sensitivities, and Dad began to push up to my G-spot, then reached out and shoved a finger inside my anus, while his other hand pinched and rubbed my clit.
No …… this is too intense …… I cried out in horror, not realizing that my father had already touched my body.
Every time my father’s thrusts made me feel intense pleasure accompanied by poop coming at me, and my father’s huge rod pressed against my rectum with every thrust, and I could literally feel the excrement being churned up in my rectum directly.
Good …… So good …… What a strange pleasure …… More, more, fuck me …… I told my father to fuck me more fiercely to fuck me more fiercely.
After about twenty minutes of fucking, and twenty minutes of me holding back my poop like this, a bead of sweat had broken out on my forehead, and my father had finally ejaculated.
Quick! I can’t help it, let me go to the bathroom …… I tried to break away from my father’s body, but he grabbed me and shoved the condom with cum all over the front accompanied by a huge glans into my asshole.
No can do! I yelled.
One more shot to make you comfortable.
Whenever I made love my father was not very talkative, at most one or two sentences were used to pacify me.
My father pushed into my ass so vigorously that I felt all the poop that had been in my rectum being pushed back into my colon by my father’s large glans, which was hovering between my rectum and my colon as my father thrust again and again.
I was given both hands by my father to hold up my upper body and to focus all the force into my anus.
If you look closely, you can see a bit of a yellow stain on the condom, which is naturally my fecal matter.
My father let go of my hands to lie on my back and ran his tongue over the sweat that was pouring out of my back as I braced my hands on the floor in a death grip to avoid being crushed by my father’s weight.
I can’t, I …… I’m going to have an orgasm! Intense pleasure is coming against me, ah! Ahh! Ahh! It’s coming out~~ I cried out.
Warm lewd water began to erupt from my pussy onto my father’s scrotum, and I couldn’t hold myself up any longer, my arms went limp and my whole body slumped over, leaving only my ass raised high for my father to fuck my ass hard.
After about a thousand thrusts, the tightness of my anus slowly made my father unable to hold back, he grabbed my ass and fucked me vigorously, I felt my asshole was very dry and hot, I think it was burned by the friction of my father’s prick.
Finally my father cums as well, and I slump helplessly to the floor, my bowels must have pooped right out if I hadn’t had my father’s big meaty cock to plug it up with.
My father took a break and helped me up, of course with the meat stick still in me at this point.
Walking over to the toilet, the moment my father pulled it out I immediately sat down on my ass, after enduring it for such a long time, this was no longer a mere defecation, this was simply a refreshing sensation comparable to an orgasm, and I leaked out once again as well.
I had another …… orgasm again …… And that was just the beginning, my father was pretty much tuning me up as I instructed him, and it got to the point where I began to be unsatisfied with being fucked by my father at home, and I began to write episodes about fucking in the wild.
And after all, the family lived in a downtown area and was unlikely to find the middle of nowhere to do it, so that day my father drove me to a fairly well-known suburban high.
The place was a parking lot with a beautiful night view of the city below, while a number of cars were parked next to each other, filled with couples having car sex.
Normally most people drive their cars to dark locations before having sex, but my father purposely drove to a location next to a streetlight where he could see almost everything inside clearly from the outside.
Even my father pulled down the window and pushed my upper body out the window after stripping me naked and then fucked my lower body in the car.
And since this side is a famous location for car sex, of course it will attract many people to peep, I seem to see flashes of light constantly emanating from the bushes next to me, and it seems that someone is taking pictures of my body to keep as a souvenir.
By the time the man in the bushes slowly and boldly stepped out and masturbated with his penis out directly in front of my eyes, while my father took out a towel to cover my eyes and took me out of the car directly for the voyeurs to take a picture of themselves and for them to leave a copy of the picture for him.
Then I was often fucked all over the place by my father, who was so possessive of me that he forbade any physical contact with bystanders, but would still let them watch me masturbate, and of course provide group photos.
I saw that my father had also set up a website, documenting every place he’d been to, with photos of me with my eyes covered up, and then putting the photos on the net, sharing the exposure and wild booty calls with avid enthusiasts.
By now I’ve had my picture taken with hundreds of people, and I went so far as to include the link directly in my post saying it was a site I stumbled upon so more readers could see my body as well, with some similarities between the two sides of the fence, and as a result, both sides of the fence broke over 10,000 views per day.
I began to revel in the pleasure of being molested, but was it all really what I wanted? I suddenly felt that my father and I could not go back to the cozy father-daughter pair we used to be, and although my father was still usually considerate towards me, he had less of that affectionate feeling he used to have.
Until one day when I was writing in a conflicted mood, I suddenly realized that my father was standing right behind me! After that, everything was different again, and inevitably I was violated by my father again for a long, long time, until four in the morning.
Was it all your design? Father asked.
Some are, some aren’t.
I was telling my father the truth about everything, only then the situation got out of hand.
I’ve actually been struggling a lot, and I feel bad that I’ve been doing this to you, but you never told me how you really felt, and I thought you liked it.
It seems that my father was later convinced by my article that women were all fucked and would follow him to the death.
Again everything finally went back to the way it was before, we turned back into that loving father-daughter pair, but the difference was that I still maintained a sexual relationship with my father.
Every day I would do it many times with my father and then I would sit on top of him with his cock still inserted inside me writing.
And the biggest change was that I went from fantasizing to writing real stories, and every day I documented my god-awful life with my father.
Later on, a Mr. A left a message asking if there would be an ending to the story that had been written for a long, long time. That’s when it occurred to me that stories have to have endings, so what was the ending for me and my dad? I started thinking about how the story and the real ending would end.
I finally wrote the ending to this story the year I graduated from high school.
After leaving his semen inside his daughter, the father fell asleep happily in bed with his daughter in his arms, and never once in my article did the father sleep with his daughter, which means that the father in the article has taken his daughter to be the woman he will live with for the rest of his life.
Whew~~ It’s finally over! I said with an exclamation.
At that moment a man came into my room and said in English, “Are you ready?YES!” I smiled back and said.
Then again I walked into the auditorium, walked down the big red carpet to stand next to my father, a priest in front of me asked me if I wanted to be the wife of the man in front of me, I looked at my father and nodded, I did! I said happily.
Then the priest also asked the father, I do too! The father also said happily.
Then the priest announced that from now on I was the wife of the man before me, and my father picked me up and put me in the limo to drive to our new home.
And this is all arranged by my father, a long time ago the company was very hopeful that my father could work in the head office abroad, but all were put off by my father with the excuse that the child was still young, and now that I’ve grown up, my father told others that his daughter had married, and then went abroad to re-give me a new identity, and I married my father without any problems.
By the end of the night I had changed out of my wedding dress, after all I had done it several times with my father in my wedding dress during the wedding reception not too long ago, and then I was fucked by my father once for every change of dress, and I had changed out of a total of five dresses, plus the wedding dress during the wedding I had been fucked a total of six times, and those six times were of course without a condom.
There was a lot of semen left on the wedding dresses hanging on the side, I wondered if the wedding dress owners would ask us to pay for the cleaning? I was in my comfy robe, organizing myself on the dresser, while my father was in bed reading a book.
Why did you end the novel? Father suddenly asked.
In fact, I wanted to end it a long time ago, because by the middle of it it had long since become completely irrelevant to my father’s slave girl, and aren’t you not even tuning me up anymore? But still doing the same thing ah! Father said.
It’s not the same! In the beginning I was coached by you, then I played with you of my own accord, so where does that count? So that’s how it is.
Well, you could change the name to Fathers and Daughters! The father said.
I’m not your daughter right now! I pretended to be angry.
Oh, yeah! By the way, you’re my wife now.
How about “Couple’s Life”? I smiled at my father and stood up and turned around to face him: but I don’t have the writing skills I used to have a long time ago now, so you’ll have to give me quite a bit of inspiration ooh! After saying that I pulled open the robe, revealing my beautiful body, climbed into the bed of my father and I, and then the room resounded with my father and I’s most familiar screams …… And the next night my discussion forum number of people a big surge, because my new novel “husband and wife life” the first chapter of the wedding night in the network published, which directly used my father and I’s real name! In addition, there is also a link at the bottom, which is linked to my father’s website, which in addition to the previous conditioning diary, but also updated a lot of wedding photos, as well as photos of the night passion, and in the future will be recorded in the journal of my life and my father’s life, of course, my father still put the photo of my eyes cover.
I also mentioned earlier in my new article that if you are with a couple, the man’s name is Ding Shengjie and the woman’s name is Ding Xiaorou, remember to bless them!