Claiming Daddy's Cock : Fertile Daughters 5 (Daddy Daughter Breeding Incest Taboo Pregnancy XXX Erotica) - Taboo Inc. - ebook
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When my piece-of-shit car breaks down in the middle of nowhere I'm forced to call Daddy for help, bringing him out in to the lonely wilderness with his toolbox.But there's one tool of Daddy's that I want more than any other and with him helpless beneath the car I take my chance.  All  I want is his seed, and I'm going to get it!

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Claiming Daddy's Cock : Fertile Daughters 5

(Daddy Daughter Breeding Incest Taboo Pregnancy XXX Erotica)

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When my piece-of-shit car breaks down in the middle of nowhere I'm forced to call Daddy for help, bringing him out in to the lonely wilderness with his toolbox.

But there's one tool of Daddy's that I want more than any other and with him helpless beneath the car I take my chance.  All  I want is his seed, and I'm going to get it!

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"It's just a massage," I said, continuing to rub his legs as Daddy began to pay less and less attention to the car and more attention to his daughter's hands, running ever closer to his tight package.

Before long Daddy had stopped working completely, the lower half of his body beginning to writhe from the hip as my adventurous hands wandered all over his legs.

I started to lengthen the route of my rubs, sliding up closer to his cock each time until I was brushing past it.

"It's just a massage," I said, the late-summer hear shining down on us as we sat alone beside the empty road.

Daddy seemed to let out an impatient groan the longer I flirted around his crotch and I could tell he was becoming aroused and more than a little frustrated.

I wanted to push him right to breaking point and then do something crazy that I knew he couldn't deny.  It was like I was starving him and then dangling something appealing right in front of his eyes.  I was sure he was going to take a big, fat bite out of it.

I started to massage his cock now, and not in a subtle way.  My hands were all over it, rubbing it as though it were any other muscle and feeling it's stiffness against my fingers as I explored his size.

"Mia, I—"

"It's just a massage, Daddy," I reiterated, sliding his belt buckle open and popping his fly while one hand rubbed at his thigh.