Daddy-Daughter Rape Religious Incest Sex
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I thought the lacy thong and bra were just a simple youthful indulgence. I knew Daddy wouldn’t like them, but that’s why I only wore them when I was in my room by myself. Then, one day, Daddy walked in on my secret and boy, was he angry. As a pastor, he expected better from his child. For hours, Daddy showed me how angry the Lord was with me…
This daddy-daughter rape erotica is about a pastor teaching his daughter about the sinfulness of her ways with spanking, golden showers, and facefucking. No crosses were harmed in the making of this story.
**Excerpt**
“You’re about to be blessed with the Lord’s golden liquid. You’re almost redeemed,” he spat out.
And then…I can’t even believe it happened, but he pissed over my entire body! He paid the most attention to my pussy and my mouth. I gargled his piss and spat it out, but my poor pussy was drenched in his harsh-smelling urine.
“Sir! I beg forgiveness,” I pleaded.
He slapped me across the face. “You don’t get forgiveness. You get punishment to show the Lord you’re sorry.”
He climbed over my body and laid down on me. I could feel his chest hair and his cock rub up against me. His mouth clamped down on my nipple and his free hand played with the other.
READ MOREHe began pissing on me again as he sucked and nibbled on my nipples. He kissed all over my breasts and then teased the areolas. My nipples betrayed me and rose to a hard lumpy arousal. They relished his assault as I cried and fought against it.
“You’re such a dirty demonic whore. You like this don’t you,” he said accusingly.
I sniffled and then sobbed, “No, sir…”
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