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My 18-year-old daughter Patty was the most absolutely stunning woman I'd ever seen. I'd kept my mind off her until she turned 18, but now that she had, I couldn't hold back anymore.
Unfortunately for me, by that time she'd found a guy and married him before I even had a chance to act on my impulses.
Frank and I, however, hit it off pretty well. We were into the same things: namely football and beer. You know, typical guy stuff.
Well, late one night while we were down in the man cave discussing how The Bears were going to make a comeback this year, talk turned to Patty. I told him he was a lucky fucking son-of-a-gun to get his mitts on her.
He asked me what I meant and half sloshed, I told him. I told him that every since she'd turned 18, I'd fantasized every night about banging her scrumptious, sexy body. That she was the hottest chick I'd ever seen.
Of course, he was taken aback by my confession. I told him I understood his reaction, but it was just a fantasy. I'd never do anything with my daughter.
A few moments of silence later, with him apparently pondering my words, he spoke up. "Mr. Taylor..." He started, his voice unsure, "Do you really mean what you said? That you've always wanted to fuck Patty?"
I nodded my head yes and took another sip of my beer, my mind wandering to her curvy flesh.
"Because," He went on, "If you did, I'd be willing to give you a chance."
I didn't answer him at first, just stared off into space. But his words were sinking into my subconscious, and my cock was getting hard. I looked at him and saw the look in his eyes.
"You'd really be okay with me dropping a load into your wife?" I asked after another long silence.
"I know it sounds strange, Mr. Taylor," he said, "but yeah. If you're serious, I want you to fuck her. And not just once, either. I want you to keep fucking her."
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