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Daddy’s Little Secret

He rubbed his cock thinking of her. He knew it was wrong, and not just wrong, but fucked up. But his mind kept wandering back. Her tight little shorts, her small summery crop tops, her sweet pink lips.

He’d been so lonely, years since her mother died. And only a few short and unsuccessful relationships since had left him a desperate mess of a man. So desperate after all these years he found himself lusting after his own daughter.

Maggie was only seventeen, a quiet and innocent girl. She’d never drank or smoked, didn’t go out late, no boyfriends. His mind wandered to her soft aurburn hair, her deep brown eyes. Her sweet perfume intoxicating him. Those lean long legs, the tight little ass..

“Fuck” He swore to himself, feeling his cock ache at his semi. He was never going to get to sleep tonight.

He couldn’t stop his mind wandering to her. How many times had he shamelessly stood in the shower, jerking himself to thoughts of her. Remembering a trip to the beaches, her prancing down to the water in a bikini. Or those hot summer nights where she wore thin nightgowns that barely covered her thighs.

All these things she did, without realising her own father was wishing he could use that little body of hers. But tonight, he wanted more. Wanking himself to the images of her in his head, just wasn’t enough. Did he dare to? Would he stoop that low?

He found himself standing over the delicate frame of his little girl as she slept, watching her chest rise and fall beneath her sheets.

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