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That rural life

In the middle of the night, I took advantage of the 40-ounce drink to rush my wife.Thirty Ruhu said it is true. My wife was just thirty-three. It was just when she wasn't fucked enough. It's been half an hour since she was still very excited.

　　"Fuck you to death! Me!" I said fiercely while increasing the intensity of my movements.

　　My wife was even more excited when she heard this.A woman has no shame after she passes thirty!I remember when I was about to get married, when I used dirty words to tease her, she punched her twice and warned her severely: Don’t swear words in the future!But when a man has sex, he feels unhappy without saying a few swear words.When my wife gave birth to a child, I started to tease her like that again, but my wife smiled.

　　I blushed for a moment, but I never protested again.My wife finally became embarrassed, and I was not much excited to say those dirty words.However, suddenly, one time I heard the swear words from my wife, which once again stimulated me.

　　"Fuck me hard!" When my wife felt unsatisfied, she would say coquettishly, "Let you fuck you enough, come on!" When my wife was excited, she would say this sweetly.

　　But when I said this fiercely tonight, my wife continued, "Fuck me to death, who will you fuck me? Hehe." My wife knew that I was a duty person. Although I had money in the past two years, I never acted out. Did she use this to provoke me?

　　"Fuck your daughter!" I said.

　　In our countryside, having a daughter is for being a mother and having a son is for being a father.When a daughter grows up, she is the mother's little cotton-padded jacket, she knows how to love and heat; when a son grows up, she is the root of this family, and she inherits the seeds and inherits the seeds.So this traditional concept has been influencing the present, as if the daughter is really not a child who is a father.The same is true on weekdays. The couple talks with your daughter and your son. Actually, yours is mine. But I didn’t think about it carefully. I’m used to it.

　　"Isn't your daughter?" I'm fine, but when I said that, my wife felt a little dissatisfied, so she smiled under me.

　　That moment of fierce energy passed, and I slowed down and my cock was rubbed hotly.

　　After a moment, my wife said, "Who is...it's that? Her aunt Donglin's house..."

　　When my wife heard me say that, she didn't feel disgusting. Instead, she gave me an example and I became excited again. Even though I was excited, I had never seen such a thing before.

　　"It's just that, can it be true?" I said.I feel that my dick is more and more strong.

　　"Hehe... her aunt said that, and she said that she would come to visit his house once."

　　"Really? Is it my own daughter?"

　　"Why are they not their own daughter!"

　　"Self-produced and sold by yourself," I said.My wife laughed so hard that her stomach bulged.

　　It's probably exciting to say something like this.The violent friction just now made my wife's pussy sticky and a little astringent. In addition, I pulled it out several times and inserted it completely, and the pussy was slightly fucked.But when the two of them said this, they felt that there was new water added to her.I started to work hard again, but I thought about her aunt's east neighbor.

　　"It's true, can people still let outsiders see it?"

　　"I didn't see it again, and her aunt said she saw it."

　　"What did you see?" My interest seemed to be no longer in my wife's pussy.

　　"Seeing her dad just lifted up her pants, her daughter was bare on the kang, giggling..." My wife's belly bulged again and again.

　　"Maybe someone is doing something else, but I didn't see him really fucking him..."

　　My wife smiled even harder and coughed a few times."What do you do and take off your pants? Hehe..."

　　"My daughter is willing, okay!"

　　"I'm sure I'm happy." My wife still fits me and does not distort it.

　　"How do you know how happy you are? Your dad is the same?" I teased her with a smile.

　　"Fuck!" My wife never says "You fart!" She always says "Fuck!"

　　"Don't be fartful, I'll see your elder sister and your dad..."

　　"How did you see it?" I didn't expect my wife to ask this.Actually, I didn't think there was anything special, it was just a little...

　　"Why can't you see it?" I provoked her. In fact, if she didn't say such things tonight, I wouldn't guess like this.

　　"See what?" My wife moved the pillow and said with a smile: "What's wrong with this tonight? Do you really want to fuck me to death?"

　　I didn't watch the time, but I felt that it was indeed longer than any other time, and it was almost forty or fifty minutes, right?

　　"It's not normal anyway." I tentatively tried the amplitude of the twitch so that it could remain in shape, and then returned to the topic just now.

　　After a while, my wife had nothing to say, and I knew she was thinking about what I said.

　　"Oh my God! What's wrong? Is this? I'm still so hard!"

　　"Isn't it abnormal?"

　　"Hehehe...I...I...I don't know...I was still young at that time...I don't know if it was..." my wife said hesitantly.

　　"Is that what? Your dad and your elder sister?"

　　"I don't know... Anyway, one time it rained, my dad sent me out to play, but I didn't ask my elder sister to go out to play. I came back shortly after I went out. My mom asked me to cook in the fire, and I usually called my elder sister... Well - I'm so cruel! You!..."

　　My wife also started to pant when I was about to do the final sprint.

　　"Where are you... sister?"

　　"Um...um...um..." My wife didn't bother to answer and moaned.

　　"Your dad fucks your elder sister on the kang?" I pierced with excitement.

　　"..." My wife began to lift her butt and cater to me.

　　I finally climbed up: "Is that right?...I won't say it...I'll cum in your mouth..."

　　My wife nodded and didn't bother to talk.

　　I thought she admitted it, but she opened her mouth and said emotionally, "Come..." It turned out that she nodded to agree to me ejaculate in her mouth.

　　Good wife!There are really few opportunities like this, only two or three times. It seems that my wife is really moved tonight, and the woman is willing to accept anything during the entertainment.I pulled it out and moved my body. My wife took the initiative to greet me. I stroked my hand to keep it excited in my pussy.My wife caught it without missing a single drop...

　　I calmed down, hugged my wife, and wanted to finish the story after listening to her.

　　"Did you hear it?"

　　"What?"

　　"Your sister..."

　　"I... can't say... there is something happening on the kang anyway... I was still young at that time... when I got older... who knows..."

　　"Surely."

　　"Bad things! Don't worry about it! Don't think about it!"

　　"What do you think?"

　　"I know what you want!"

　　"What do I want?"

　　"Hehe... don't think about it anyway."

　　If you don’t want to, you won’t think about it. Actually, I haven’t thought about it at all.However, there are many such things, whether it is men drinking and telling jokes, or women making each other's tongues apart, and it is hard to tell whether it is true or false.Speaking out means seeking excitement. No one knows whether anyone really dares to go home to practice.

　　When a family lives together, there are some things that must be encountered.For example, when I was a child, we usually circled a cover in the corner of the atomic yard in the rural areas and dug a hole, which was a thatched cottage.After all these years, I have a relatively formal thatched house.But no one in the family can guarantee that they will not encounter such embarrassment. Whether I am inside or my daughter inside, they may encounter it.

　　But I might not have looked down at my daughter.In fact, it was not intentional. If my wife was squatting inside, I didn't seem so conspicuous when I went in. My hair was also black and my pussy was black. It wouldn't be obvious if I didn't look closely, and I didn't have the heart to look there. It wasn't that when I first got married, I would snatch my wife's pussy every night.

　　If my daughter is squatting inside, there is no need to tell it out on purpose, and the white and red scene is very eye-catching.I just watched it. Whose father hasn't seen his daughter?

　　When I'm inside, I always take the newspaper and read the advertisement while preventing my daughter from suddenly coming in to cover up the ugly things.It's easy to talk about during the day, but it usually won't get hard when it's convenient.But it was hard to say in the morning, and the thatched cottage was the busiest time at that time, my wife, son, daughter...

　　An embarrassing thing finally happened.That morning, I clearly heard that both children were going to school, but I came out of the house and was still holding my crotch, so I hurried to the cottage. My wife probably didn't know if there was anyone inside, and she didn't remind me.

　　I took it out before I could reach the door and just stepped in...

　　My daughter Tingting was squatting.

　　I couldn't hide even if I couldn't hide, and I couldn't hide even if I could hide, so I had to turn around and look aside.

　　I really feel shameless!Fortunately, my daughter was not "scared" either, and she went out before I finished peeing.

　　"Why haven't you left yet? I think you are gone?" Hearing her mother say outside.

　　"Hehe...my dad is really not shy!" The daughter smiled and left the house.

　　"I'm thinking that both of them are gone," my wife explained when I came out of the cottage."This time I'm going to be lucky!" My wife smiled and brought me food from the pot. I knew that my wife saw my condition. She got off the kang and looked at the crotch that I was holding up, smiling because she had already enjoyed it at night.

　　I felt uncomfortable all day long and had no shame to see my daughter. Why did she just let her see it?I just look at her, she can't see me.My daughter had already had her period when she was eleven years old, so early!My wife said she came at the age of thirteen and a half.My daughter and dad who had menstruation didn’t say much. Sometimes when I heard her and my mother tell her stomach hurt again, I judged that it was that one.

　　Not only my daughter’s stomachache, but my wife often says that her stomachache, so I joked, “I’m so fucked!”

　　My wife is so sexually keen. After hearing what I said, she took the sentence: "If you have the ability, come every night!"

　　damn it!I really can't stand it. I've been going on over the years. When I first got married, I wanted it every night. She was scared and often ran to her parents' home to avoid being fucked.At that time, I didn’t know that there was such a father-in-law. I didn’t dare to let her go back often. Maybe one day I would even fuck my wife!

　　But then again, if I imagined (I mean) my wife was fucked by someone else, I would be so angry!But if I was fucked by my father-in-law, I wouldn't be so angry as I imagined!Instead, I felt it was a little exciting.Of course, that didn't happen, it really happened - if it really happened, I wouldn't split my father-in-law in half, haha!

　　My wife always says she has a stomachache, so she goes to the hospital. She didn't take it seriously. She always says that I don't care about her, so she knows to use that method to "treat her".

　　That day, I happened to go to the county town to do business, so I took my wife to check and check, so that she would not keep saying that I didn't care about her.This check doesn't matter!The doctor called me over and said whatever I said. My heart was pounding when I heard it. The doctor said it would be better to go to the city hospital for a check-up.
　　I didn't tell my wife that I also had the idea of ??missing the county hospital. The next day, I took my wife to a large hospital in the city for a review and even took off an acquaintance.

　　Not to mention my wife, even I almost couldn't support it at that time - uterine cancer!

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(two)

　　After I got home, my wife couldn't eat for a few days. No matter how I comforted her, she felt that the end of the world had come.It was only two days later that I dared to tell my relatives of the opposition that they all came to comfort her, and some brought delicious food.It is said that fortunately it is because cancer is growing there, and if it is other places, it will be impossible to cure it. But as a woman, even if someone who has no knowledge of it is clear!

　　A week later, I took her to the city hospital for surgery.

　　My life is saved, but she is no longer a woman!

　　The first year after the operation was the saddest. She was very unstable and knew that her temper had changed. Sometimes I told me not to be surprised.I also care about her very much. Although my daughter is young, she doesn’t know the pros and cons, but she also takes the initiative to take on more housework.

　　That night, my wife finally spoke and said she didn't care about me and went out to find her.

　　But to be honest, I didn’t have desire. When my wife was strong, I was annoyed by her, but that was nothing. The couple also lacked emotional communication. Foreigners call that thing "make love", which is not false at all. The more they do, the more they love it.

　　I didn't go out to look for it, but I still cared about this family and took care of my wife's bad temper.In the past two years, my wife took the initiative to use her mouth to relax her desire for me because the normal place had dried up.I barely tried it a few times, not only did she have no pleasure, but I didn’t have it either.

　　But using your mouth frequently is not a solution, after all, that is not an organ to be fucked.If both husband and wife are in high spirits, they can accept anything they do.

　　When my wife was excited, she pulled it out of her pussy and then stabbed her mouth without thinking it was dirty.But when one party is not in a hurry, it is embarrassing to do that.After all, the feeling of ejaculation into the mouth will be different from the normal pussy ejaculation afterwards. Ejaculation into the mouth is just a temporary stimulation. Only ejaculation in the pussy is enjoyable. In this way, instinctive front-driven action will get endless comfort.

　　What is even more embarrassing is that my daughter actually knew this situation. Perhaps the sound of twitching in her mouth was much louder than that in her pussy.Although we were careful to avoid the children, we were still noticed by our daughter.

　　This is what my wife heard from the bottom of her. She refused to tell her that her daughter asked her one day: Do dad have to do that?

　　I didn't take my daughter seriously.But I gradually realized that my daughter was getting close to me.

　　I started to feel confused and panic.For example, my daughter would take the initiative to ask me to wash clothes. Although I also know that she has become sensible since her mother got sick, I am embarrassed to let my daughter wash her underwear for me.But once I saw my daughter holding my underwear and sniffing it... For example, if I was going to go to the cottage, my daughter took the lead and said, "I'll go first."

　　I encountered this situation several times, so I had to stand outside and wait. I listened to the sound of my daughter urinating as if she was deliberately molesting me!"Hurry up! I'm suffocating!" Sometimes I say this outside, and my daughter laughs when she listens inside: "Who won't let pee?"

　　Sometimes my wife smiles when she sees this scene. Her son is still young and doesn’t know the taste.My wife seemed to be deliberately doing something bad, and she never reminded me or reminded her daughter that there was someone in the thatched cottage.

　　Finally, one night, my wife expressed a terrible idea.

　　"This kid is sensible, you didn't notice?"

　　"Yes." I said, "I'm very sensible."

　　"No...I mean...that's the case."

　　"Which side?" My heart began to pound.

　　"You... didn't feel it?"

　　"What do you feel?"

　　"This kid is sensible, he is thirteen."

　　I didn't answer, I vaguely felt that my wife was hinting at something.After living for a while, my wife said, "Thirteen, I have been married in the early days."

　　"That was early, what do children know now!"

　　"Don't say she doesn't understand. She... knows..."

　　"What do you know?"

　　"Know everything."

　　My heart was beating violently. I couldn't hear what my wife was hinting at. I... couldn't accept it... Although I was excited after hearing such a joke, where did I really... come from the courage?

　　After a while, my wife said, "She...will."

　　Oh my God!I felt the tug and buzzed. Could this happen to me? I heard that it was like Tianfang Ye Chan. Perhaps everyone would occasionally flash in their minds when they heard such jokes, but that was an unrealistic fantasy after all.When this critical situation really came to me, I was scared.

　　"Why don't you speak? You... dare not?"

　　No!No!It shouldn't be hard at this time, and no one let it hard.

　　"Look." My wife's hand had already touched."I... don't need it anymore. You need it... nothing can be done. You are the pillar of the family."

　　"What nonsense! Sleep!" My heart was struggling.

　　Seeing that I was silent, my wife lay down and prepared to go to bed.Suddenly I moved again, stepped back, retreated into the quilt, and in the dark, my one was in my mouth...

　　Slowly, I moved.So the "bobo" sounded in the quilt again...

　　I am not a moral person. If I go out and have sex with others, I feel like I am guilty when I go home and put it in my wife's mouth. And my wife has always satisfied me in this way. She no longer holds it with her own hands to buffer the depth of the insertion. She knows that I have a good idea, and she can accept it even if she occasionally gets a few deep throats. But she doesn't dare to move forward when she reaches orgasm, and only then can the man achieve the final satisfaction.

　　My wife, like me, doesn't like to walk through the back door. Not only is it dirty, but she also feels uncomfortable, so she would rather use her mouth to feel it more reasonable.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(three)

　　"I'll go see your aunt with your dad after vacation." The summer vacation was one week before, and my wife said to her daughter.

　　During those days, I deliberately avoided my daughter, and my wife also saw it.When I was having dinner, my wife used to take this and that. For a while, she asked her daughter to take it for me, "Go, get it for your dad..." "Go and wash it for your dad..." "Go, rub your dad's shoulders."

　　Sometimes I can’t hide too much, and I even feel that my wife has done too much.One night, she actually asked me, "Who would I ask her to come?"

　　I didn't agree at the time, but my heart was beating very hard. I kept judging: Will such a thing really happen to me?

　　From the moment I went to buy the train ticket, my heart never calmed down again. I knew my wife intended to make arrangements like this.The five-hour journey is even more difficult, so it is because I am already moved and have that idea, but I don’t know how to face my daughter’s thirteen-year-old body...

　　My daughter slept on the upper bunk and I was on the lower bunk. The passenger in the middle went up and down halfway.I slept for a while and heard my daughter coming down and going to the cottage.I thought she would be back soon.But there was no one in sight for a long time.I had to get up, but found two people on the middle bunk opposite, and the lower bunk was empty.

　　I walked to the junction of the two cars and saw my daughter standing there alone looking out, just passing by a city, and the lights outside flashed by.

　　"What's wrong."

　　"No, dad."

　　"Go back."

　　My daughter stood still, "What's wrong? Let's go..." I pulled her.It seems that I haven't touched my daughter for ten years, and my heartbeat was abnormal when I pulled her arm.

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　　"Those two..." said the daughter.

　　I think my daughter must have heard something or seen before I wake up.I had to stand with my daughter. It was late at night and there was almost no one walking in the car box. My daughter looked out the window. Suddenly, she turned around, threw herself into my arms, and hugged me in the waist...

　　I didn't refuse, nor did I hug her tightly, and just stood there.Until I arrived at a station in the middle, I saw someone coming out of the carriage where we were sitting, and it seemed like the two in the middle shop.When they went down, my daughter and I returned to the original shop, and we were the only two of us left.

　　"Go up and sleep for a while, it will take an hour to arrive."

　　"I don't want to sleep anymore." In my impression, it seems that only the daughter from the city is back in front of my father and acts coquettishly, but I didn't expect my daughter to do it too.She blocked my waist again and buried her head around me: "Just sleep like this..."

　　I was so ignorant that I didn't know where to put my hands and gently put them on her.

　　"Cold." My daughter said as if a mosquito screamed.

　　I put my upper body on the air and pulled the blanket to cover her.

　　Why didn't I expect that I felt more at ease when I put it on her through the blanket.

　　But my daughter's head was not stable. It was better to face the outside, but she turned inside and buried it tightly under my lower abdomen...

　　I was so nervous when I remembered the hints my wife gave me.To be honest, I didn’t think about that, but I just felt that I couldn’t hide my face from my daughter. Sometimes I really admire those who dared to insert their penis into my daughter’s body. Where did the courage come from?

　　I just joke, but I know this kind of thing really happens. I think it’s exciting and it’s not just exciting!But if it is done...

　　Thinking of this, my crotch began to bulge and I felt very confused, but I didn't want it to soften.old
The lady said she was happy, how could she be happy?How can a child understand that kind of thing? Maybe she also comes from those legends
Although it is not a glorious thing, since I heard about it, it is designated to exist.

　　Is my daughter asleep? She rested on my thighs very peacefully. The thing was already very swollen. I could feel my pants being supported, and her face was nearby.

　　Hate!It erected, and it turned out that the second female lead's cheek was close to it. I felt guilty in my heart, so I quickly thought about something else and let it soften...

　　Half an hour has arrived. I feel that time is less than a minute, and it is a test of me. From the beginning of my wife's hints, it is a test of my rationality.Now.Between me and my daughter, there seems to be only a layer of window paper. If anyone breaks it first, it will be natural to proceed.This is why my wife arranged this trip with her daughter alone.

　　Maybe there is no need to feel guilt or shame for the erection. Isn’t that half of my daughter ejaculated into her mother’s pussy?When my daughter was still in her mother's belly, I had molested her many times.I remember that a month before I was about to give birth to her, I knew I couldn't do that, but I couldn't rely on it, so I had to go in gently. Although I was very careful to pierce my daughter's house, it still caused her to protest: I punched and kicked it inside.

　　The train was bumpy and I thought to myself. After that bumpy passed, my daughter corrected the position of her head.

　　Have the trouser chain been pulled?Married men often forget to pull their trouser chains, and this is especially true when working in the countryside. I don’t know if the zipper is not easy to use or the memory is not easy to use. I often open the door so wide, but I don’t think it will happen if I do it.

　　When I left, I changed my pants and forgot to pull the trouser chain.Now I'm embarrassed to look down. The bumpy hunger just now woke my daughter up. Oh, she didn't sleep at all, and from the corner of her eyes she could notice that her daughter was struggling with her eyes.It seems to be examining my soul, making me timid in the thought of furthering.

　　"Let's sleep a little longer." I said, pulling the blanket and covering her head.At that time, I seemed to throw the ball to her and let her watch do it, I don't care.

　　I took advantage of the bumpy moment of the train and moved my body. I felt that the one that was originally bent down was now up. When I stretched out, I fell to the left...

　　Suddenly, the trouser chain was passive.My heart was lifted up as well.Probably not?Not that fast, right?Isn’t it just like this that I started my incompetent journey with my daughter?

　　Maybe she encountered it by chance, and didn't move next, it didn't matter.It is impossible to completely untie while sitting like this.

　　"I'm at the station, pack up the bed." The waiter came in from the other end and shouted, the train had slowed down.

　　"Get up. It's here." I said, lifting the blanket and sitting up my daughter, I didn't dare to look her face in front of her.The waiter had walked to me, and I turned around and didn't want her to see the still bulging crotch, but she didn't care about her daughter. When I took off her clothes from the upper bunk, the part was facing her sitting on the lower bunk.

　　When the waiter walked over from the other end, I felt that I had to go to the bathroom to relieve the tension inside.

　　"I want to go too," said my daughter.

　　This kid always likes to join in such a fun.

　　The train was almost in the station and braked from time to time. I went in first, and there was no need to close the door because there were no outsiders.As soon as he finished peeing, my daughter rushed in and said, "Please support me." The daughter shook her body while squatting down.

　　Things that had already become softer have become harder after being fucked by my daughter, and I haven't had time to pull the trouser chain.My daughter squatted back and looked at it.

　　Her aunt had problems the first night.There were only three rooms, her cousin had a small bed, and the other room was considered a guest room with a half-large bed, so she could sleep with two people.Adults always forget the age when their children grow unknowingly. Her aunt always treats her as a child. When they meet, they suddenly feel that they have grown up and become a big girl.

　　Her aunt did not propose any other sleeping methods. Maybe she still felt that it didn't matter if the child was young, so I had to put it in. I couldn't let the couple separate and let us two big men sleep in the big bed. It was not used to it, and it seemed that there was no need.

　　It was just that the matter on the train made me uneasy, as if I was more nervous than the first time I slept with my wife.It seemed like I felt something must happen tonight.

　　My daughter went to bed first. I talked to her aunt and uncle about homework. She was fed a few drinks by her uncle at night. She couldn't bear to drink and wanted to lie down.

　　I didn't take off my pants. In summer, I only wore shorts and only took off my top and lay outside. It was very good. I could sleep for two people, just don't make trouble for that little thing.

　　With the anesthetic effect of wine, I fell asleep for a while until I woke up in the middle of the night. I felt that my legs were hanging somewhere in the hazy place. I woke up, and I realized that my daughter was sleeping in my arms. One of my legs habitually rested on my daughter.And I remember that my daughter was sleeping inward at the beginning, but why did she turn around and snuggle tightly in my arms.

　　no!This won’t work!I quietly moved away and found that my belt was unbuttoned.This situation has happened before. After drinking too much, I fell asleep on the bed, and unknowingly took my pants and took off my pants.

　　Get out of bed and go to the thatched cottage.

　　Go back and lie down and turn your daughter's body over.But I couldn't sleep anymore, and I didn't know what I did to my daughter. At that time, the hard thing was tightly pressed against my daughter through her shorts. I didn't know if I had accidentally hugged her or if my daughter crawled into my arms by herself.

　　I have a good wife, and I know this in my heart. I am considerate and caring for me. Even after two years of no normal sex life, she also solved the problem for me in such a way, and took the initiative to let my daughter approach me. In my wife's opinion, she was acceptable for such things. If it weren't for the wedding night, I really suspected that she had done it with her father. It seems that her elder sister and her father might have had that kind of thing.

　　This objectively made her not disgusted by such incest.So she repeatedly hinted that I would fuck my daughter.

　　The daughter obviously got her mother's hint, but she didn't know what she should do. The girl in the puberty stage already had a male masculinity admiration for her father, and her mother's hint, so she felt the commotion of youth and was at a loss in such commotion of youth...

　　But her daughter is too young, only thirteen years old. Can she withstand a one-time sex with an adult?I know that mine is not very big but not very small. When I was having a blowjob with my wife, I stabbed her into her throat with a little movement.

　　This is simply torture!It would be fine if my wife didn’t have that hint, it would be fine if I didn’t have that idea, it would be fine if my daughter didn’t get close to me so much.No matter how much I heard and how I was joking, who would really fuck my daughter?

　　If I hugged her and fucked her now, it would be fine, but would that hurt her, physical or psychologically?

　　Oh my God!Why did God give me a daughter, why did he give me such a wife, why did his wife who was in a state of upright sexual desire remove her uterus?Let her never-dry pussy lose its pleasure again?Is it moral to let your daughter replace his wife?Can my daughter enjoy the sexual happiness her father brings her?

　　It's almost dawn!Will tomorrow be a new day?No matter what, I must go back, I can't suffer here!Maybe after this trip I will boldly break through ethics and cannot be here even if I have to do it.

　　Even if I go back, can I create my daughter again on the kang where I created her?

　　It has been almost two years, and I have never used all my strength to wave my waist and hips like that, and pierced happily, without having such a happy orgasm.In the past two years, my half-old cock was slapped with my wife's mouth and returned to the boy's skin color, which was not so dark.

　　Is my daughter really happy?Does she really like her dad's genitals?In my impression, she accidentally saw it in the thatched cottage.But from the way she looked like she was putting her face close to my crotch on the train, she shouldn't hate it, right?Judging from the way she slept in my arms whether intentionally or unintentionally, she shouldn't hate her father doing such things to her, right?

　　Should I test her once?

　　When I was in a state, my heart beat violently.Now the light in the room could see things, and her aunt and uncle had not moved yet.When my daughter wakes up and turns around, if she finds out...

　　Yes, she was tested once.

　　I unbuttoned my belt and pulled the trouser chain.Maybe she saw me in this state last night, took it out from the edge of the shorts on the lower leg and looked down on her head to observe. Is this exposed too much?Let my daughter know that it was coming out of her pants when I was asleep, not that I deliberately let it come out.Pull the edge of the pants...

　　No, the exposure is too small to show its majesty, and the edges of the pants are not tight enough to make the glans shine... Return to the original state, and tighten the pants, the bad thing has been erected three times. It's so good, very majestic, very obscene...

　　After doing all this, I waited, but fortunately, my daughter woke up before she could wait.When she was about to turn around, I closed my eyes and kept breathing evenly.

　　My daughter turned around, but her body was very close to me and there was no room for observation.Suddenly, it seemed as if her arm had touched.For a moment, I felt my daughter's body moving backwards, and felt her head move. Is she watching?

　　I struggled my eyes

, and as expected, my daughter was observing, my heart was beating, she observed for a long time, as if she had touched it.I pretended to wake up from my dream, turned over, and my daughter also set up a pose.
　　I plan to stay at her aunt's house for three days.This way we can't stay for too long, so we set off and went home the next afternoon.

　　Because it was daytime, there was no sleeper.My daughter has always been leaning on me very tightly. I dare not have any intimacy with her. As the train swayed, my daughter was already drowsy. I once again wanted to prove whether the test I had been up in the morning had worked for her.I moved my body outwards, letting her half-lying, with her head still resting on my thighs and the bent part of my waist.Cover her with her clothes and her head.

　　Along the way, it had been hardened in it, and its daughter turned over it many times. Her cute daughter seemed to understand her father's needs, and her face never left that part.

　　When I got home, my heart became more contradictory. It seemed that I could take care of it. My daughter and her mother could accept it.I heard her mother ask her indirectly, but her daughter didn't mention her words.I took a shower first at night, and my daughter took a shower too.I feel very confused. I have no goal when going out for a walk. It is not like a city in the countryside, and I am walking alone in a dark and blind like a fool.

　　It was only eight o'clock when I got home. There was no need to go to bed so early in summer. I sat on the kang and watched TV. My son, daughter and wife were all there.My daughter has been silent since she got home. When the TV series was over, her son was about to fall asleep.

　　"Go back to the house and go to sleep." My wife sent her son awaycutemaggie onlyfans , and her daughter was about to get off the kang, but her mother stopped her.

　　My heart was beating, and that moment was coming, as if it was not a test for my daughter, but a test for me.

　　None of the three of them spoke, watching the program that was not chosen on TV, and it seemed that no one wanted to change channels, but no one was interested in watching it. Occasionally, I heard a long vent of anger, not knowing whether it was her daughter or her mother.

　　More than half an hour later, her mother started to lay the quilt. The weather in July is not quite hot for us, just cover it with a thin quilt.

　　"Let your dad sleep with your arms," ??the wife said to her daughter.

　　A stream of passion suddenly rushed up to his head, and his wife finally broke the window paper.

　　I didn't speak, and my daughter didn't speak, staring at the TV, and then I heard her breath vent in her nostrils.

　　"You still see?" My wife asked her daughter who was still ecstatic, but her daughter still didn't say anything. I felt a sense of guilt in my heart, complaining that my wife shouldn't be so anxious.Obviously, my daughter understands the meaning of letting my father sleep with his arms around.

　　My wife picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, and turned off the lights on the kang.

　　After that moment of darkness passed, my daughter and wife had already taken off their clothes.

　　"Don't you dad..." My wife said, and her daughter lay down timidly. She pulled my quilt and covered her with her.

　　The bridal night was not so nervous, and the father and daughter in the bed didn't know how to do it for the moment.

　　After staying for a while, I felt unable to neglect my daughter, so I gently and tentatively hugged her. My daughter's body was very stiff, and it was better to be on the train. Perhaps it was because my mother was by her side and made her unable to let go.

　　My daughter exhaled tremblingly on my chest. This was not possible. She was too nervous. My hands slid down from her back and touched her naked butt. It turned out that my daughter had all taken off.This once again disturbed me, and my hands didn't move on her butt.

　　At this time, something strange happened.

　　Originally, her face was facing the wall and her body was deliberately away from our wife. She suddenly turned around. Perhaps to break the deadlock, she came in and scratched her daughter's arm: her daughter began to struggle, and the mother and daughter smiled. In this way, her active body had to lean on me in order to avoid her mother's hand. I also took advantage of the panic and took off my shorts...

　　When my daughter leaned up again, I hugged her and pressed her hot penis against her. As soon as my daughter stopped laughing, my wife stretched out another finger and gently poked her under her armpit: "Hello, daughter, she is my father's little cotton-padded jacket!"

　　The daughter giggled and kept pushing her belly forward.

　　My wife is such a good wife!Although she is just a rural woman, she knows a lot of truths.She knew that this kind of thing seemed awkward between father and daughter, so she deliberately adjusted the atmosphere. When she saw her daughter throwing into her father's arms, she turned tactfully.

　　After being quarreled by my mother, my daughter was in a stable state, but her breathing was not calm.My hands gently stroked my daughter's body, and her delicate skin was as smooth as silk. When my hands scratched her private parts from her soft buttocks, my daughter's breathing became even more tense. She grew so big that no one had touched that mysterious place...

　　I moved my daughter's body upwards, curled her head, found her little mouth, kissed her, comforted her uneasy emotions. My daughter couldn't kiss her, so I licked her lips with the tip of my tongue, and my daughter hid embarrassedly.

　　I finally got braver, turned over and pressed my daughter down, then arched my body slightly, spread her legs, and scratched my fingers through the groove, and my fingers were actually wet.

　　The moral ethics that have been formed in thousands of years are about to be destroyed!As the father and daughter's bodies were about to merge, I was nervous because of excitement and timid because of excitement.

　　I touched it tentatively, and my daughter immediately opened her mouth and made a trembling breath, and I couldn't breathe normally.

　　At the moment I touched it, human ethics had been destroyed, and only my daughter's unexplored virgin body was locked...

　　Obviously the process was not going well, and the position was found correctly. I tried to increase my strength, and my daughter made a little nervous sound, which made the father and daughter at a loss. The best way at this time was to rush in immediately and complete the process. Everything was shy and timid, and I thought that what I did to her mother on the night of the wedding night. After a while, the psychological barrier was overcome.

　　However, I didn't dare to rush in to my daughter all at once, for fear of hurting her, so I tried to push it back. I was not so confident, and it seemed that it was impossible for me to enter. At this time, my daughter's body began to tremble...

　　I curled my head and kissed my daughter's lips. This time she accepted it. Maybe she needed such comfort and encouragement.I took the opportunity to increase my strength, and my daughter's mouth made another move, but her body did not resist at all. She was accepting silently.

　　Although she had accepted it in her heart, when my glans felt locked, my daughter still struggled for a while, as if it hurt, and she let out a moan of enduring pain in her throat.

　　I knew it had succeeded, and after breaking through that barrier, the penis' desire for the pussy was unstoppable, and the impulse that was about to explode in the perineum was also unstoppable. At the moment I pushed in, huge psychological and physiological stimulation suddenly pushed the impulse to its peak...

　　My waist and hips instinctively drove forward. I raised my head and supported Suji's body with difficulty. I completed the ejaculation process in a suppressed moan of my daughter...

　　Unexpectedly, it was as thrilling as her mother’s first time!!

　　I supported myself for a while, and when I took it out, my daughter whispered below.

　　I lay flat, and great happiness lingers on me.I reached out and pulled up the scarf that her mother had prepared for her, let her daughter hold it, then hugged her and gently caressed her...

[ This post was last edited by ashley on 2014-9-17 17:34 ]