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My precious, 18-year-old daughter, Jenna, was home for the holidays. Her mother was over the moon about seeing her for the first time in three months.
Me? I was also over the moon, but for other reasons.
In those three months, Jenna had really grown. I’m not talking about height here, I’m talking about the important stuff.
Her breasts had filled out, her ass was nice and plump and her hips had widened.
Yeah, maybe it was a sick thought, but seeing her again after so much time really set my heart alight.
Jenna had long, red hair that framed her face like an angel. Her eyes were a deep blue, and her lips were full and pink.
She was always dressed to impress in tight jeans and crop tops, showing off her smooth, tan skin.
I simply couldn’t stop thinking about her.
Fucking hell, she was my daughter - what was I doing? But I just couldn’t get enough of her sexy ass.
Right or wrong, one thing was for certain, I had to have her. I needed her.
I needed to plow my thick cock into her tight, wet pussy and feel her moan and writhe under me.
The idea of fucking my own daughter was driving me crazy. And after a few glasses of wine, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
My wife had some prescribed sleeping pills in the bathroom - the good stuff - the ones you’d sleep through a fucking fire and wake to find out you bought out half of Amazon.
Bringing my baby girl a glass of lemonade - mixed with the sleeping pill - I made sure she drank the whole thing.
Then, I waited.
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