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Click hereOnce you both were inside she pulled her seatbelt straight on, between still exposed breasts, ordering you to "Just drive!" Only when you were safely back on the road did the pair of you burst out laughing. A mad, elated cackle that didn't really stop all the way home. "He splashed me a bit." She admitted in a half-disgusted, half-giggling tone. "And practically wiped it on my hair when he was finished and shaking. Ugh, boys are so disgusting... Why do you have to use the same thing I like to suck on as a hose? It makes me feel all dirty just thinking about it." She shivered, but didn't put her clothes back on all the way home. Trusting that your quiet road would be silent and empty when you finally pulled back onto it.
Lucky father and daughter they found each other and they were happily in love it is great the story is great and nobody got deep degraded into garbage that is fantastic you are fantastic writer thank you
Great story telling, great erotica written with restraint and sensitivity; bravo.
I had one big problem with this story, and that was perpetual fathers self-loathing and thoughts like this is like the worst thing happened to him. This stance is honestly improbable. If he had such trouble with it he would certainly stop with everything very soon.
What a great story, I usually find myself skimming a lot of the erotica I read. But not this one I read every word and can't wait to read the next one. Bravo.
I liked the story. Good buildup, not rushed. I liked the slender body of the daughter. Second person not my favorite but was able to get used to it. 5 stars
I enjoyed the story. The 2nd-person perspective was a bold choice. I don't think I could make it work, but I like how it comes across like it's my conscience replaying all my sins.