As she reaches the living room, Jazmine hesitates before entering. Her body feels heavy and sated, yet there's still a part of her that craves more contact, more connection. She looks over at her father, wondering if he might want to talk or spend some time together without the others. The thought both excites and unnerves her in equal measure.

"Dad?" she asks softly, taking a small step toward him. "Do you... need anything?"

Her father looks at her with a mixture of pride and confusion in his eyes. He takes a step closer, placing a hand on her shoulder gently. "Jazzy," he says softly, "I'm proud of you for being so open and adventurous tonight. But right now... I think I just need some time to myself."

There's an awkward silence as they both stand there, not quite sure what to say or do next. Finally, Jazmine nods slowly in understanding. "Okay,"

One night, as the two of them are lying together in bed, you bring up the subject of college. "Jasmine," you begin carefully, "I want you to know that I'll support whatever decision you make about your future."

She looks up at you with a sad smile. "Daddy... I know this is selfish of me, but..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the right words.

"I don't want to leave," she whispers finally. "I love being with you, and I just... I can't imagine my life without you." Her eyes fill with tears, and she buries her face in your chest, unable to meet your gaze.

Jazmine's eyes widen in surprise and disbelief as you tell her that about her mother. She never knew this side of their story before now. "R-really?" she stammers, looking up at you with teary eyes. "You mean... even though I'm fat like her?"

She sniffles, wiping away a tear that escapes down her cheek. It means so much to hear these words from you, her father.

Jazmine buries her face in your chest, sobbing softly as you hold her. It's been such a long time since anyone has said anything kind about the way she looks, and it feels incredible to hear these words from you, her father. She clings to you tightly, grateful for this small moment of comfort and understanding. "Thank you, Daddy," she whispers between sniffles. "It means so much to me."

Jazmine moans around your cock as you cum, swallowing every drop greedily. She continues to suck and lick until she feels you soften in her mouth, finally pulling back with a satisfied sigh. Her lips and chin are sticky with your seed, and she wipes them off on the sheets before looking up at you nervously.

"I-Is that enough?" She asks quietly, her voice still shaky from fear and shame. "Or do you want me to...?"

Jazmine hesitates before answering, her gaze darting around the room as if searching for an escape. "You... you want me to..." She trails off, swallowing hard. "Do it to me again?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, and she winces at the words as they leave her mouth.

Her eyes flicker down to where your cock still lies mostly soft against your leg, wetness pooling around the tip. She licks her lips nervously, her body trembling with desire despite her shame.

Jazmine hesitates, her gaze flicking down before meeting yours again. "I-It's just... last night..." She whispers, blushing deeply. "I-I was feeling a little... alone and... horny." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words to explain how she's been feeling lately. Part of her wants to confess everything, but another part is too ashamed to admit that she masturbates or enjoys thinking about incestuous things.

She bites her lip and looks down at the table, her cheeks still burning with embarrassment. "I-I don't know... I guess I just... wanted you to know..." She trails off again, unsure of how much more to say. Part of her wants your approval or acknowledgement, while another part is terrified of what might happen if she admits everything out loud.

Her heart races in her chest as she waits for your reaction, her breath catching in her throat when you finally speak.

Faster... harder... I'm so close... She digs her nails into his shoulders, urging him onward as they race toward the climax. Her body tenses, every muscle straining for release, and then with a cry of pleasure she comes undone. Waves of bliss wash over her, making her limbs weak and her mind hazy from satisfaction.

Her grip on him loosens as she rides out the waves of pleasure, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Mmm... Daddy... I'm sorry for what I said earlier... About wanting to disappear and stuff... It was just the stupid things they say at school that get to me sometimes. But now... Now I feel different. Better. Loved. And it's all because of you.

She nestles her head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her ear. As their breathing begins to slow, she knows that this was more than just a moment of pleasure;