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Chapter 7 Jenny said to her father: *quot;It wasn't rape, dad.*quot; He stared down at her, the bedside lamp making harsh lines of light on his tense face. *quot;What the hell do you mean?*quot; She didn't try to cover herself; she wanted him to see her naked body, to run his eyes over the flesh that had grown from his own ejaculated sperm, the body that he had just done such a grand job of fucking. She said, *quot;I came in to your bed because you needed me, but maybe not as much as I needed you. Oh dad, daddy--I've wanted you to lay me for years. And I couldn't stand not having you any longer, so I sneaked in here and pretended to be mom. It was wonderful.*quot; Blinking, her father couldn't seem to get his head together, and she watched varying shades of emotion struggle across his face. He drew the sheet across his lower body, trying to hide the big, upright shaft with the shiny head. *quot;But, baby--you're my daughter--*quot; She reached over and whipped away the sheet. *quot;And that thing is too beautiful to hide. I thought it would never fit into my little box, but I'm glad it did. It's a good thing I wasn't a cherry, though.*quot; He said, *quot;I don't understand. Damnit, I drank too much tonight, and I'm still kind of fuzzy, but--why, baby? Why me?*quot; *quot;Because you're big and beautiful and my daddy; because I love you more than I could ever love any other man. Because I want you to keep fucking me until I freak out.*quot; *quot;B-but--it's all wrong, and people don't do this sort of thing--I mean- -*quot; *quot;It's already done,*quot; she answered, feeling much wiser and older than him. *quot;We've already screwed, so that can't be changed. So why not do it right, with you knowing who I am and loving me for who I am? I'm so hot for more of you, daddy.*quot; His eyes warmed as he looked down at her, and Jenny saw him really gaze at her for the first time, seeing her as a ready and very desirable woman, not a kid. Maybe he wouldn't look at her this way, she thought, if Gölbaşı escort he hadn't already had that big rod in her, if he hadn't pumped her ecstatic pussy full of his juice just a few minutes ago. But her father was a realist who understood that the damage--if any--had already been done. Now he was reacting as any other horny man with a new, young piece of ass waiting for him, and the fact that she was his own daughter was making it better for him. He said, *quot;Damnit, it doesn't seem real, but I've been doing without for too long, and you're such a beautiful kid.*quot; *quot;You've looked at me sometimes,*quot; she said, *quot;as if I was. Once in awhile, I caught you kind of eyeing me as if you wanted to put your hands on me, feel me up. Well, I wanted you to do just that. Am I really beautiful, dad? Do you want to kiss me all over, and bite my tits, and put that gorgeous, big prick in your daughter's aching pussy?*quot; He swallowed hard, and she could see the head of his cock leap. *quot;Jenny, baby--did you lock the door?*quot; *quot;Yes,*quot; she smiled at him, *quot;oh yes, I did.*quot; Then she reached over to him, lifted up her arms and drew her handsome father down. Their mouths met, and she thrust her tongue thirstily into his lips. His hairy chest pressed down upon the hard nipples of her tits, and his throbbing shaft nestled along her belly. So groovy, she thought, so damned wonderful and crazy, and so beautiful. She ran her tongue around inside his mouth, feeling his teeth, his inner cheeks and the thick movement of his own tongue, all wet and hot. Their breaths mingled, and their teeth raked. She tore away her mouth to gasp: *quot;Love me, daddy--love me! Kiss my tits, feel my ass, my pussy.*quot; His mouth closed over a nipple, licked searingly there, sucked strongly there, before his teeth spread wide and she felt her entire mound being drawn in. Twisting, she got a hand under his balls and hefted them, ran her Keçiören escort bayan questing fingers over their sacked shapings and felt the weight of them. His hair was so thick and curly, she thought, but not wiry; it was only a shade or two darker than his head, a rich golden color. Her daddy's hands passed over her writhing body, caressing her hips, her belly, and one of them slid around to cup a cheek of her ass; the other dipped gently between her thighs and palmed the pulsing softness of her wet mound. Instinctively, her pelvis jerked, and Jenny made little hungry strokes with her cunt. Panting, he said, *quot;You lovely little bitch; you sexy, teasing little bitch, switching your trim ass at me, brushing your tits against me, and looking at me as if you wanted to eat me up. Want to screw you? Damned right; you've given me a hundred hard-ons over the past couple of years, but I never dared--*quot; *quot;Dare now,*quot; she whispered hotly. *quot;But first, let me do this for you, daddy darling.*quot; Wheeling around, she pressed her weight upon him and forced him to lie back. Jenny had practiced on her brother, and knew she could do a good job now, and her heart was fluttering at the prospect. *quot;What are you--*quot; *quot;Hush now,*quot; she murmured. *quot;Just lie back and let me love my beautiful father.*quot; She straddled his body, wiggling when his flagpole cock slid between her cheeks and stood tall along her spine. She would have it later, all of it she wanted and needed so badly, but now she had other things to do to him. She would show him how good she was, turn him on in every way there was. Jenny pushed back, dragging his bent cock across her slippery snatch and feeling it sticky against her tummy. She kissed his corded throat and licked down it to his upper chest. Running her hands up and down his rib cage, playing with his nipples, she squirmed to his supine body. When she reached his little dark pink Escort Kızılay tit, she nipped it lightly, then sucked on it, delighted to feel his sudden lurch beneath her, knowing that she was thrilling him. Moving down farther, she licked a hot trail down his chest to his belly, drawing her tongue through the patch of golden hairs, tickling him until he wiggled. Her hands were on his hips now, fondling and petting, digging fingernails tenderly into his flesh. When Jenny reached his navel, she bit the skin, then drove her tongue deeply into it, lapping the belly button as if it were some inverted kind of lollypop, tasting the mansweat of him there. The stiff rod of his cock stood beside her cheek, and she rubbed her face along it, her fingers busy probing his balls and feeling into the furry crack of his ass as her daddy flinched and writhed. *quot;B-baby,*quot; he panted, *quot;no; you don't know what you're doing--oh sweet baby--*quot; Moaning softly to herself, she caressed his shaft, squeezed and stroked it, running her fingers over the monstrous head and sliding them in the leakage there. So big, she thought; so long and strong an powerful, and right now it was all hers, to do with just as she pleased. Jenny kissed the blunt reddened tip, and liked the flavor of his semen; it was musky and manly, the very essence of his body. She used her tongue to curl across the slit, to push into the slot and worry it, then withdrew to run it licking around the flanged outline of the glans itself. Not like her brother's slim cock, she thought, realizing that she would never get much of it into her mouth because of its size. Stretching her lips, she fitted them down over the head, took the entire knob inside her mouth. Her father quivered, and his hands came down to take her head gently between them. Eyes closed, breathing hard, Jenny used her tongue and lips to create voluptuous caresses over the velvety head of his prick. Drawing in her cheeks, she rubbed it over the roof of her mouth, and ringed the shaft just below the head with her teeth. When she started to suck, her daddy groaned and worked his fingers into her hair; his pelvis rocked back and forth, making his cock reach farther into her mouth.