Chapitre 5: 5.Need more
With that, and pulling my T-shirt over my head, out flopped my heavy, milk laden breasts. That was dad's eyes that got wide as saucers.
"Wow Tracy! Those are the most gorgeous tits I've ever seen. Oh I'm sorry," he said stammering, "I shouldn't have said that, it's just, that it's been a while."
"It's OK dad," I said "I understand, they are pretty gorgeous though huh!" And with that he lowered his head carefully and tenderly he wrapped his lips around the areola and nipple of my right breast. Then I felt his mouth sucking and I let out a deep sigh.
"Oh my God daddy! You don't know what a relief that is!" I wheezed out. I relaxed a bit, laying back into the mound of pillows, and let him go to work. Instinctively he moved his hands, and wrapping them around my upper torso and under my breasts he began to feed more aggressively. He was bumbling around trying to situate himself in a comfortable position. I could feel the rush of milk as it left my breasts and entered his mouth. This was a completely different sensation that little Dakker. It felt good! Real good!
"Oh God daddy! Yes!" I hissed. "That feels amazing!" I whispered, I pulled his head closer, mashing his mouth against my wanting breast. Where there once was a little dampness, now I could feel my young pussy completely drenched with my juices. I could tell he was really getting into it now, and shifting around to get more comfortable, he managed to find himself lying between my now open legs. I could feel the hardness from his manhood, the very manhood that had created me, as he sucked relentlessly now switching to the left side. I let out a deep moan.
"Oh fuck! Yes!" I wailed, now losing virtually any sensibility. "Suck your beautiful daughters tits!"
I could feel his dick throbbing between beneath the thin material of his jeans. Tapping lightly but continuously on my now sensitive clit. He began lightly rocking on his daughters covered pussy.
Stopping abruptly he pulled off and trying to sit up and gain his composure he stammered out, "No, Tracy! We have to stop this! This has gone too far! I can't do this I'm your father!" "I don't want you to resent me."
"My God!, daddy if you stop right now,!" I squealed, "pulling him back down, I just might die!"
"Are you sure," he asked, "is this what you want?"
"Oh yes, oh god, yes daddy! I want this now more than ever before! I" hissed.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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