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“But we cant do this. You’re my daughter not my wife.” She laughed, “Oh daddy. I don’t want to be your wife. When I do start to look for a husband I want to be able to please him. I want to be the wife, the slut the temptress that all men want in a wife. You can teach me that. I want to do everything with you. I want you to teach me everything about sex, everything that men love about a woman physically and sexually. In a nutshell I want you to make me the perfect fuck. Then I will go and find a husband and know that if it doesn’t last it wasn’t because of my lack of, shall we say education about men.” “You can’t be serious.” I said quietly “I have never been more serious. And judging by your erection what makes you think you really have a choice. Even if you say no what makes you think that you can keep your hands off me now that your body knows I want to fuck it. My body is yours to do with as you please whenever hentai you please until the day I get married.” “I….I….need time to think.” I said. “Ok.” she said chirpily settling into her chair. “Well go and do something. I can’t think straight with you showi…sitting there like that.” “Ok daddy. I have some homework to do. I will be in my room.” The word ‘homework’ brought a picture of Mary in her school uniform to my mind and my cock got even harder. I paced up and down the kitchen, I walked through the garden I did everything I could to convince myself that it was wrong and that I would be able to resist my daughters young body, her eagerness to learn ‘everything’ as she put it. In the end I gave up. I knew that whatever happened now I would never be able to resist her. But I couldn’t let her have it all her own way. When she reappeared again I was sitting on the patio watching the sun go down. “Sit down.” I said. She sat opposite me again, still dressed in her t shirt. Clara sat up straight and looked quite interested. I know I’m close to cumming and just as we see our server coming to our table with our food, Tate whispers quietly in my ear “Fucking cum, right now.” You see, my grandmother won the Mega Millions jackpot of $88-million dollars last year and immediately moved to her favorite place in the world, the South of France. We left and headed home, then I told baby girl to have everyone meet at the house and we will bring them to the underground garage and Becky can let them into the changing room. This second (this) story is a bit more kinky (not extreme, no torture or pain) and best described as “Female-domination with forced male bi-sexual act”. It was really cold, but welcomed too. You remember the drill, if you call me in we're not leaving witnesses." “It’s possible.” She said, slightly breathlessly. Julia was brimming with blackness, but there was still a part of her that resisted, and I needed to cajole that part out. His body wasn’t unattractive he had played baseball all throughout high school. “Now, we're talking about incest in mythology,” Miss Danniell said, her shaved head gleaming as she spoke, her round breasts jiggling in her blouse, the hoop earrings she loved to wear glinting gold. I got out of the pool and stomped off up the garden into the house and slammed my hentai bedroom door shut. She knows it is time we did 'talk.' She pulled out her phone and turned on the camera. “Never Sir.” He was losing control again; he was not himself. "Do it harder." “Go back to sleep,” groaned Cindy. shot his load and then pulled out. But, at the last moment, Maci hurried down to engage Sully before he entered his room and gathered him into her arms. “Oh, yes, yes, that was amazing!” Hanging from a hook on view to any passer-by are the first pair of binding restraints I’ve seen in real life.