I was as quiet as a church mouse as I walked towards her. I unzipped my fly like a secret agent, and my cock was free.
“Oh darnit, the damn drain…this thing…” she said, leaning over to expose her thong-covered ass to me.
It didn’t matter how much the material cost. I ripped them off in a half second and plunged myself in.
Everybody get up!
Hey hey hey
It was feral, like two wolves clawing each other in the woods. I tore her blouse into shreds. I came in less than a minute, but the demons kept me moving.
I twirled her around and tore off the rest of her clothes. Six years of development had turned her breasts into pure art while her proportions were almost the exact same. Her face was even more adult, even more radiant, the peak of human beauty. I sucked, we kissed, I fingered, she moaned, I was hard again and ready to make another deposit. Another two minutes, breathless, I came.
We sat in each others arms, her outfit totally destroyed.
“I’ve wanted to make up for what you lost…what I did to you….”
She sighed in my ear and kissed my head, “You don’t need to say it.”
I removed my face from her neck and brushed the hair back from her eyes.
“We got one night to get the job done,” I said, “Then really, truly, never again.”
She smiled, “Never. But I want this.”
“You know what I want.”
“Both the songs are still on my iPod. An my new stereo is a bad motherfucker.”
Visions of her bouncing, mature, fully adult breasts…one last show.
Her moral compass was wayward, she was a nymphomaniac, nine out of ten psychiatrists would call her nuts, and she would never know what love with another man was like out of her own stubborn nihilistic self-absorption…but she was my daughter. And I loved her, as a daughter. And I knew her to be the ultimate lay, the best lover I had ever taken in my life.
She looked down at our soiled crotches. Two loads of my cum were seeping around the edges of my cock. Her pussy felt like velvet.
“Quite the little family we have here…”
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