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Click hereHe sat there stunned, staring at the splatter all over her wall. Shit, I've got to get that cleaned off, his mind raced.
Frantic, he looked down at his daughter. Now her eyes were shut tight; but, he was almost sure they'd been open before.
Well, of course, they must have been. That's what sent me over the edge.
He gently shook her shoulder, "Are you awake, Nikki?" She pushed his hands away, mumbling something he couldn't quite make out.
He'd barely caught her sleepy words; but, what he thought he'd heard, scared the hell out of him. To his ears, it'd sounded like she mumbled, "Did I do it right, Daddy?"
He got up and leaned over her, pulled the covers back up, and softly kissed her forehead. Hovered, then lovingly kissed her warm sleeping lips.
For the briefest moment, it was almost like a daddy's kiss once again.
Jack sighed and reached down, recovering the giant stuffed bear from the floor. He looked at it, smiled, pulled back the covers, and rolled it into position against his daughter's petite body. Her hand came up to wrap around its neck hugging it gently as if to say, "Oh, there you are!" She rolled into the bear, bringing a leg up across it like a lover. Jack covered them both with the quilt.
As he got his breath back, he carefully rose from the bed as if just the squeak might accidentally wake her when after all he had done she had not stirred. He reached the hall and leaned against the door frame, not looking back. Like most men, he always found his needs more manageable after sex than before.
Once more he aloud swore under his breath, "I will never do that again!" I guess saying it out loud makes it an oath!
A sudden draft breezed down the hallway and he shivered involuntarily. The cause? Nerves, cold, fear, or conscience? At that precise moment, he sure as hell didn't know which.
Sometimes, I wonder if the road to Hell is really paved with good intentions, or simply failed resolutions 'never to do it again.'
Jack Grant was so shaken by what had transpired that he forgot about the cleaning wall behind her bed.
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Mmmmmmm, so fucking good!!!! Thanks. It's like I'm there doing it with you. It feels so amazing with her hand stroking my dick and causing me to squirt my cum all over, baby!!!!!
Love, sucks and fucks,
Bob
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I first read this a couple of years ago I remember it as being the most erotic tale I had read, having found it again my opinion has not changed.
Five chapter reading done... Till now now this is one sided story.. Daughters description, daughters feeling, you haven't touched at all... Big question why eighteen years old daughter would do that thing... In first chapter it is understandable that thing happened just because of instant urge.. Nikki was awake at that time.. Didn't she think about it during the whole day.. Didn't she talked about it with anyone with anyone here I refer to Mac... And in this fifth chapter it all happened.. My question is how it can happened so soon... Jack is a Attorney in his forties he must be a man of self control.. how he can loose his control like this....HOWEVER he has just gone through a father daughter incest case..
Each of your words drags a soul deeper into depravity. I could picture you sitting there on the edge of the bed holding her hand, as she is holding you and the thoughts going through your mind. Is it heaven, or is it hell? The more I read, the closer to hell I got, and you were right there beside me.