Her meaning was clear, she wasn’t speaking about bacon and eggs in the rec room; but the genitalia of my little girl, the honey pot of my sweet darling, the vagina of my daughter grown to full womanhood. That sweet, mischievous smile of hers, that “I’ve been a naughty girl, but you’ll forgive me won’t you daddy?” smile that had sparkling eyes and a confident expression that was sure of my soft spot for my precious impish nymph. Blowjob sex I was surprised at the tightness, then realized that it was experience and muscles that gripped my cock in this mature cunt. Beer bottles, and a man’s jockey shorts under the sofa, told me that she had been screwed last night. But she was not her mom’s uptight restrained girl, she was her daddy’s libertine libido in feminine form. Call it sin, all it wrong and awful and a crime; but I fucked my daughter and she screwed me back just as wantonly.
