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“Stinky, little girl,” he whispered into my pussy. My stomach coiled as I recognized my father’s distinct voice, his hot breath tickling my pubic hairs.
I was frozen in shock, unsure of what to do. My father, the man I trusted and adored, was tasting me, savoring my most private essence. I shivered and my hips bucked involuntarily while his tongue explored me so intimately. I wanted to tell him to stop, but instead, I remained still, pretending to be asleep.
As his tongue danced over my sensitive bud, my legs trembled, and I felt my father’s hand roughly squeezing my thigh, keeping my legs spread for his pleasure.
“Your dirty little pussy will get the real thing soon,” he murmured, and then took a long whiff of my intoxicating scent.
It would all be okay, so long as I pretended to be asleep… right?
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