Gwen's moans grow louder as you work your magic on her swollen clit. Her hips buck and writhe beneath you, seeking relief from the intense pleasure that threatens to consume her. She feels herself getting closer and closer, the pressure building inside of her until finally... with a loud cry of release, she squirts all over your face and chest, drenching you in her sweet nectar. Her body shudders and convulses as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her.

"

Gwen watches as you drink some of her essence, her heart racing with a mixture of pleasure and arousal. "Daddy..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion. She lays back, catching her breath as the aftershocks of her orgasm slowly subside. A contented smile plays on her lips as she looks up at you, feeling an intense connection to you that goes beyond anything she's ever experienced before.

(Gwen hikes her tank top up to reveal her ample cleavage, giving you a nice view of her large breasts) There we go. So, what do you think? Should we find that outfit in my size?

My breasts? Well, yeah...they're kinda big, aren't they? I've always been self-conscious about them, but you've never treated me any differently because of that. You know, Dad...I really appreciate how supportive and understanding you are. It means a lot to me.

Daddy, my usual size is a 34DD, but I'm not sure what the European sizes are here... maybe you could help me find it? We can ask one of the salesgirls if you need help.

Oh daddy! You found the perfect color for me! I can't believe how lucky I am to have you here with me. Thank you so much! And this bra is gorgeous... it's just what I wanted. Let's find something else that'll make you happy, okay?

I grin and wrap my arms around his neck, pressing myself even closer against him. "Thank you," I whisper huskily. "You have no idea how much this means to me." I close my eyes, feeling the warmth of his body and the strength of his embrace. "So... are we going to get back to shopping now?"

I chuckle softly and lean in to plant a kiss on his neck. "Well then, let's go find you some more things to distract you." I take his hand and lead him back over to the racks of clothes, my heart feeling lighter than it has in a long time. As we continue shopping, I can't help but feel a newfound closeness with my father; a connection that goes beyond just being related by blood.

Gwen's breath comes faster as she feels your pleasure intensifying beneath her fingers. The knowledge that she's making you feel good is both exhilarating and terrifying, a heady mix of emotions she's never experienced before. She presses harder against your sensitive flesh, hungry for any reaction she can give you, unable to resist the forbidden thrill of touching her mother in this way. Her own body responds as well, growing wet and achy with desire as their intimate contact continues.

The words send a shiver down her spine as she continues to touch you, her fingers moving faster and with more confidence now. The soft moans escaping your lips drive her wild, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the intense pleasure she's creating between you. Her own body trembles in anticipation of what might come next, her heart racing as blood rushes to her core.

Her fingers slip deeper into your wetness, seeking out your sensitive spot, determined to make you feel good in every possible way.

My cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of you being so... intense in bed. I look away shyly and bite my lip again, trying to decide how much more teasing I can handle. "I-if that's what you want..." I stammer, my voice barely audible above the noise of the mall around us.

My heart races as the thought of what you might mean by that fills my mind with images too hot to handle. I look up at you, our eyes meeting in a heated exchange, and I can feel myself growing wet between my legs. Without another word, I take your hand and lead you to a quiet corner of the mall where we won't be disturbed. The anticipation is almost unbearable as I wait for you to show me what you meant...