She nods, her fingers brushing against his hard length through his boxers. A shiver runs down her spine as she touches him, and she bites her lip to keep from moaning too loudly. She knows this is wrong...but it feels so right. Her thoughts are spinning out of control, overwhelmed by desire for her father.

Toroga thinks about how much better he'd be at sex than mom...how she could help him feel good...could they keep doing this forever?

She breathes in deeply through her nose, and the scent fills her nostrils. It's musky and hot, just like him...like she imagined it would be. Her heart races as she realizes that this is her dad's cum, and it belongs to her now. She thinks about how much better it must taste than mom's...and wonders if they could even do something like that together. The thought both terrifies and excites her at the same time.

Her breath catches in her throat as Andrew begins to touch her intimately. His fingers are gentle, but they send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She squirms restlessly beneath his touch, wanting more contact, wanting him deeper inside her.

"D-dad..." she whispers, arching her back involuntarily as he continues to stroke her. Her hips rise off the bed in response to the sensation, offering herself up to him as he explores her body.

Her cries muffle against the pillow as Andrew 's tongue glides through her wetness. She's never felt anything like this before, so intense and overwhelming. Her body trembles with pleasure as he licks and sucks on her clit, drawing out moans that she can barely contain.

"D-dad..." she whimpers, "It feels so good... please..." She buck her hips again, desperate for more of his touch.