He came over drunk again, Daddy. Daddy has been after me and my soft wet pussy four over 12 years now, and I’m barely legal. I love to please men; it’s because of how Papa used to jack his dick off right in front of me, and when mama left with the neighbor for California, I just had to be the luggage she couldn’t afford to take. So I’m there with Daddy yanking his fucking chain beating his meat right in front of my face. Daddy is a nasty motherfucker, and he got drunk last night he came over, and he forced himself in the house. My boyfriend was gone; he’s gone for the weekend daddy knew that. I open the door to see if he was okay there was so much venom wrapped around those blue eyes that you couldn’t see any of the white it was all Fire Red. Before I could say anything, this six-foot-four demonic being was forcing himself into my home. He shouted at me that he was my fucking daddy, and I was a disobedient little slut. I told him to leave, but he just locked the door behind him. He looked at me, and he said you’re proud of yourself that you don’t live with your daddy anymore, aren’t you. He had the biggest smirk on his face when he said it. My father is it drunk horror of a man he ran my mom away with his whorish Behavior, and he refused to let me go. Daddy knew what he was going to do, and he been doing it ever since. I didn’t feel like a fight; I took my nightgown that was sheer off. I had nothing but my white little lace panties and my tiny white lace bra. My daddy said that I was pretending with all that wide on because I was a fucking cunt slut, and he knew it for real. Daddy raised my legs after picking me up to take me to the couch; he started munching straight through my panties, my cunt. He pushed the panties to the side and dipped his tongue deep inside of my hot wet pussy. I told him I was going to ride his fucking face, and daddy knows me, so I did.
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