Me and Daddy—a match made in heaven, or rather, hell. Our special days were synonymous with forbidden pleasure, the ultimate incestuous delight. Butterfly kisses were just the tip of the iceberg—the precursor to some mind-blowing fucks.
I was Daddy’s little princess, but make no mistake, I was a devious, sharp-minded cunt. And he loved every inch of my manipulative, whorey self. I was his and he was mine—a match made in degenerate heaven.
There’s nothing like some good old fashioned family fun, especially when it involves a healthy dose of sexual deviance. And Daddy made sure I was well-versed in the arts of depravity.
Incestuous sex with Daddy was a holiday tradition—a sacred ritual that sealed our unbreakable bond. He taught me that blood was thicker than water, and nothing could beat a good, hard fuck between consenting relatives.
My father’s cock was my prize, and I relished the thought of being his little cum dumpster. I was his obedient daughter, ready to dominate and please at Daddy’s every whimsy.
The memories of those special days still make my pussy drip. And I boast about them too— Daddy and I shared a unique, twisted bond, one that I cherish to this very day.
Long live Daddy’s girl—a true testament to the power of incestuous love.
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