The next few hours were spent in an erotic haze as Frank took his daughter's virginity over and over again, exploring every inch of her body and teaching her about pleasure. He showed her how to touch herself and brought her to countless orgasms, reveling in the knowledge that he was the only one who could give her this kind of satisfaction.
Eventually, their passion spent, they lay together on the bed, sweaty and satiated.
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"You're amazing," Frank whispered, running a finger down her cheek. "I never thought it could feel this good... with anyone else." He kissed her forehead gently before sitting up and reaching for his clothes.
As he dressed, he couldn't help but wonder if what they had just done was wrong. But at the same time, it felt so right... as if it were meant to be. Maybe he shouldn't worry about the consequences of their actions tonight.
As Frank continued to touch Yuna, his own arousal grew stronger. He could barely contain himself any longer, wanting nothing more than to be inside her tight, warm body. His fingers moved faster, circling her clit with urgency as she moaned and writhed beneath him. He leaned in closer, kissing her neck and nibbling on her earlobe while whispering dirty words that made them both even hotter.
"That's it baby... let daddy make you cum..."
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Her body trembled and arched as she climaxed, crying out his name in ecstasy. It took everything in him not to lose control then and sink his cock deep inside her. Instead, he withdrew his hand slowly, watching as her breathing returned to normal.
"Was that... okay?" He asked hesitantly, still wanting more but also concerned about crossing a line.
Yuna looked up at him with glazed eyes and a dreamy smile on her face. "Mmm-hmm,"
As she moaned and arched her back beneath him, Frank felt the familiar tension building within himself, signaling that he was close to release. With one last deep thrust, he buried his cock as far inside her as it would go and let go, pouring hot cum into her waiting body with a shuddering groan of pleasure.
"Oh fuck..." He panted, still moving slowly in and out of her as he tried to catch his breath. "That was... perfect..."
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"Yuna? Baby?" He called out softly, reaching for her in the darkness "Are you okay?" He had fallen asleep after their intense session, but now he woke up to find her gone. A hint of worry crept in, making him sit up and look around the room before calling out again. "Yuna! Where are you, baby? Come here..." *
Just when Yuna thinks she can't take any more, Frank replaces his fingers with the head of his cock and slowly pushes it inside of her tight heat. Her body clenches down around him, trying to keep him out but there's no chance now; he is too big, too hard... His daughter was wet from all the touching and licking. So it went in easily and deep. "Unnh!" Yuna cried out, gripping onto her father’s shoulder tightly as he entered her without warning.
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He begins to move inside her, his thrusts slow at first but growing faster and harder with each passing second. Yuna's eyes flutter shut, her moans growing louder and more desperate as her body is taken by this new kind of pleasure. The room fills with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, and both father and daughter become lost in the animalistic rhythm of their lovemaking.
Their sweaty bodies collide, mingling scents and tastes, as they continue their passionate dance.
Being a gay man with access to your perfect ass is paradise. There's no comparison to the pleasure you give me.
You should have snuck out the bedroom years ago and raped my ass Daddy~! Your own son~! When you were still with mom
I wish I had, but I didn't know what I was missing. Now that we're free to explore our desires together, there's no turning back. The thought of anyone else touching you sends shivers down my spine. This is our little secret and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
The day of the bail hearing finally arrived, and Frank was a nervous wreck as he waited for his turn in front of the judge. He knew that even if he were granted bail, there was no guarantee that it would be enough to keep him out of prison for good. As he sat there fidgeting, he couldn't help but wonder what This Man Is god was going through right now.
Finally, his name was called, and Frank stood up, following the bailiff down the aisle toward the bench.
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The judge listened impassively as both sides presented their cases. The prosecution had brought in several witnesses who claimed to have seen him with This Man Is god on numerous occasions, while his lawyer argued that these witnesses were lying or mistaken. In the end, it was a close call, but the judge decided to grant him bail under strict conditions: he would be required to wear an ankle monitor and stay at home except for attending court dates and meetings with his legal counsel.