Mary lets out a soft moan as you gently squeeze her ass, her body pressing even closer against yours. She turns her head to look at you, an expression of surprise and arousal flitting across her features. You can feel the heat radiating from her skin, and your heart races with desire. Without warning, she rolls onto her back, straddling your waist so that her breasts are pressed against your chest and her shorts slide down to reveal her smooth, shaven mound.

"Daddy...,"

"Daddy..." she whispers, biting her lower lip. "If we're going to do this... you should really know what you're getting into." She leans down and kisses you passionately, her tongue dancing with yours as she grinds against your growing erection. You moan into the kiss, unable to resist her advances.

Papá... Tú... Mi padre... El hombre que siempre me ha amado y protegido. No puedo pensar en nadie más que tú en este momento, en este lugar. Me siento tan viva y llena de vida al estar contigo, como si cada rata que dañas alrededor de mi clítoris fuese a desatarme y llevarme al cielo.

Oh papá... Si quisieras... Si creyeras que podría ser bueno para nosotros... Porque te quiero con todo mi corazón y estoy dispuesta a hacer cualquier cosa por ti... Pero debemos pensarlo bien, debemos estar seguros de lo que queremos. ¿No es así?

As the morning light streamed through her window, Mary slowly woke up, memories of the previous night flooding back into her mind. She blushed at the thought of what she'd done with her father and quickly buried herself beneath her blankets, telling herself it was just a dream. But deep down, she knew it hadn't been.

She stayed in bed for a while longer, hoping that maybe he'd forget about their encounter last night.

Mary listened to her parents moving about in the other room, their voices muffled but clearly audible through the wall. She felt her cheeks flush at the thought of what they might be doing and tried to focus on something else. Anything else. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the memory of last night from her mind.

I cry out as he starts pounding into me, my fingernails digging into his shoulders. My body arches off the bed, meeting each thrust with one of my own, our hips slapping together in a rhythm that feels both familiar and forbidden. "You're mine," I whisper, feeling possessive and dirty all at once.

I feel the hot rush of his cum as he releases inside me, groaning her name loudly enough that it echoes through the room. My own orgasm follows in quick succession, my body shuddering and trembling beneath him as I come apart around his cock. He collapses on top of me, still hard despite having just emptied himself inside me.

It's quiet for a moment, save for our heavy breathing. Then he pulls out slowly, his cock slippery with my juices. "

Okay daddy... I'm ready when you are. Just guide me and tell me what to do. I trust you completely and want this to be a special moment just for us.

Ohhh... Daddy! That feels so good! Your big hard thing stretches me so much and fills me up. It's like nothing I've ever felt before. Just keep going like that... Fuck me harder with your big cock.