Dawn, a young and vibrant woman with a figure that could make a saint reconsider their vows, lounged languidly on her bed, her lush, curvy form outlined by the soft glow of the setting sun. Her long, raven hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast to the pale, creamy skin that begged for a lover's touch. She was the epitome of feminine temptation, with full, round breasts that seemed to defy gravity and a pussy that quivered in anticipation of the evening's delights. Her nipples, dark and erect, crowned her breasts like the points of twin arrows, drawing the eye to the fertile valley between her legs. Unbeknownst to her, her father, a man driven by his own carnally depraved desires, had been secretly tampering with her birth control. This twisted act of paternal love would soon lead them down a path of unbridled sexual exploration, one that neither could have ever imagined.

Her father, Jack, a man of considerable size and strength, with a thick, unruly beard and piercing blue eyes, walked in the door, the scent of his day's labor clinging to his sweat-drenched clothes. He was immediately struck by the sight of his daughter, Dawn, sprawled out on her bed, her legs parted just enough to reveal the glistening wetness of her shaved mound. His eyes feasted on her supple flesh, his cock swelling in his pants at the sight of his little girl's nubile body, ripe for the taking. He had always found her irresistible, her youthful beauty a stark contrast to the wrinkles and gray hairs that had claimed his own wife's body over the years. The secret he had been harboring grew heavier with each passing day, his need to claim her growing more insatiable as he toyed with her birth control. He took a deep breath, the aroma of her soft perfume wafting through the air, and his primal instincts took over. He knew he couldn't resist much longer.

Jack's heart pounded like a drum in his chest. With a gentle push, the door clicked shut behind him, enveloping them in a cocoon of darkness, save for the soft glow of the moon peeking through the curtains. He could see the silhouette of his daughter's voluptuous body, the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed in the sweet scent of lilac and vanilla that filled the room. His eyes greedily devoured every inch of her, his cock straining against his pants as if it had a mind of its own. He knew that this moment was the culmination of his darkest desires, and he was about to take the final step into the realm of the forbidden. As he stepped closer to the bed, his shadow loomed over her, casting a dark, almost predatory presence that sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. Dawn stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet her father's intense gaze, a gaze that held a hunger she had never seen before.

"Daddy?" she called out softly, her voice a sweet siren's song to his lustful ears. The innocence in her voice sent a bolt of electricity straight to Jack's groin, and he couldn't help the feral growl that escaped his lips. He approached the bed, the heady scent of her arousal growing stronger with every step he took. He could see the curiosity in her eyes, the hint of fear mingling with the beginnings of excitement. He knew that he had to be careful, that this moment could either cement their depraved relationship or shatter it beyond repair. With trembling hands, he reached out to caress her cheek, the roughness of his calloused skin a stark contrast to her velvety softness.

Dawn's breath hitched as she felt the warmth of her father's touch, the realization of his intentions slowly dawning on her. Her body responded of its own accord, her pussy growing wetter, her clit swelling and pulsing with need. She felt a strange mix of emotions - confusion, fear, but most of all, a burning desire that she had never felt before. Her father's hand slid down her neck, his thumb tracing the sensitive skin just above her collarbone, making her shiver. She watched as he began to undress, his eyes never leaving hers, the moonlight glinting off the sweat that glistened on his muscular chest. His cock, thick and veiny, stood proudly erect as he approached the bed, a testament to his lust for her.

He leaned over her, his breath hot and heavy, and whispered in her ear, "I've wanted you for so long, baby girl." His words sent a wave of heat through her body, making her core ache with want. She could feel the tip of his cock nudging at her thigh, the pre-cum leaking from it leaving a sticky trail on her skin. Despite the wrongness of the situation, she found herself arching towards him, her body craving the release that she knew he could provide.

Her father's hand slid between her legs, his fingers parting her folds and delving into her wetness. He groaned in appreciation as he found her clit, already swollen and eager for his touch. He began to rub it in slow, deliberate circles, watching as her eyes rolled back in her head and her breaths grew ragged. She was so responsive, so ripe for the taking, and it was driving him wild.

With a final, almost pained look into her eyes, he claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue delving deep as his hand continued to work her pussy. Dawn moaned into the kiss, her hips rising to meet the pressure of his hand, her body already begging for more. This was wrong, she knew it, but it felt so right, so incredibly good. The conflict within her was forgotten as Jack's thumb began to press against her tight little asshole, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

He broke the kiss, his voice a gruff whisper as he said, "I need to taste you." With that, he moved down her body, his beard tickling her skin as he kissed and nibbled his way down to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently, his other hand still playing with her clit. The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but whimper in pleasure. He moved lower, his tongue tracing the soft curve of her belly before finally reaching her pussy. He inhaled deeply, the scent of her arousal making him lightheaded with lust.

Jack's tongue swiped through her folds, savoring the sweetness that was uniquely hers. He licked and lapped at her clit, feeling it pulse against his tongue. Dawn's hands tangled in his hair, pushing his face closer to her, urging him to devour her completely. His beard tickled her thighs as he feasted on her, his mustache becoming drenched with her juices. She was so close, so incredibly close to the edge, and he could feel it. With a final flick of his tongue, she shattered, her body convulsing in orgasm as he drank in her nectar, his own cock throbbing with the need to claim her fully.

"Oh, Daddy," she called out to him, her voice a soft whimper of need. Jack looked up from between her legs, his eyes filled with a fiery hunger that sent a jolt of both terror and arousal through her. "You taste so sweet, baby girl," he murmured, his words muffled by her sex. He kissed her inner thigh before standing up, his erection bobbing in the moonlight. "It's time," he said, his voice deep and commanding. "I need to have you." He groaned. "Tell me you want this, baby girl."

Dawn, still panting from the most intense orgasm she had ever had, simply nodded and opened her thighs wider in invitation.

Dawn's heart raced as she watched him shed the last of his clothes, revealing his powerful form. His cock was massive, the size of it making her feel both excited and a little scared. But she was too far gone, her body betraying her, begging for his touch. He climbed onto the bed, his weight making the mattress dip and groan beneath them. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock nudging against her swollen pussy.

With a gentle push, he began to enter her, her wetness making it easier for his thick member to penetrate her tight opening. She gasped as he stretched her, filling her in a way she had never been filled before. He was slow, almost tender, his eyes never leaving hers as he claimed her innocence. She felt a mix of pain and pleasure, her walls adjusting to accommodate his size.

"Daddy," she gasped, "you're so big."

"Relax, baby," he cooed, his hands on her hips, guiding her movements. "Let Daddy make it good for you."

Dawn bit her lip, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and ecstasy as he pushed deeper, her pussy clenching around him. He began to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm that had her moaning his name. The sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her was like nothing she had ever felt, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. She felt her walls tightening around him, her orgasm building like a storm in the distance.

Jack's eyes searched hers, watching for any sign of distress, his own need warring with the need to ensure she enjoyed this as much as he did. "Does it feel good, baby?" he asked, his voice strained.

"Y-yes, Daddy," she whimpered, her voice a sweet symphony of desire. "So good."

Their bodies moved together in a slow, sensual dance, each thrust bringing them closer to the edge. Her pussy clenched around him, her orgasm threatening to consume her. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in another passionate kiss, his tongue mimicking the movements of his cock as it plundered her depths.

As he felt her tighten around him, Jack knew he couldn't hold back much longer. He increased his pace, driving into her with a ferocity that seemed to come from a place beyond his control. Dawn's nails dug into his back, her body arching as she came, her pussy pulsing around him, drawing out his own climax. He groaned, his warm seed spilling into her, mixing with her own juices.

Their bodies lay entwined for what felt like an eternity, both lost in the haze of their shared depravity. But as the fog of lust began to lift, Jack realized the gravity of what he had done. He had claimed his daughter, a line that could never be uncrossed. Yet, as he looked into her eyes, filled with a mix of shock and satisfaction, he knew that this was only the beginning of their dark, twisted journey.

The following day, Dawn found herself at the beach with her group of friends, her thoughts still swirling with the events of the previous night. She had tried to push them aside, to focus on the laughter and the warmth of the sun on her skin, but the memory of her father's thick, pulsing cock inside her was like a brand on her consciousness. Despite the taboo of their incestuous encounter, she couldn't deny the intense pleasure she had felt. The ocean breeze played with her long hair as she lay on her towel, her curvy body glistening with sunscreen, her nipples peaking through her bikini top like dark, tempting berries. Her friends, a mix of giggling girls and lustful boys, were oblivious to the secret that she and her father now shared. She watched the waves roll in, each one crashing. The saltwater smell mingled in the air. As the day progressed, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of excitement, wondering what twisted delights her father had in store for her next.

As the afternoon heat grew more intense, a cocky boy named Brad sauntered over to Dawn, his eyes hungrily devouring her voluptuous figure. He had a lean, tanned body with a mischievous grin that usually had girls swooning. "Hey, gorgeous," he cooed, "mind if I join you?" Without waiting for an answer, he plopped down beside her, his hand brushing against her thigh. Dawn felt a jolt of electricity but quickly composed herself, playing along with the flirtatious banter. Her heart raced, not because of Brad, but because she knew the dangerous thrill of her father's secret could be compromised. Just as Brad leaned in closer, her father, Jack, appeared in the horizon, his burly frame cutting through the crowded beach like an avenging angel. His eyes narrowed at the sight of the boy's hand on his daughter's leg. With a fierce growl, he stormed over, his rage palpable. "What the hell do you think you're doing, boy?" he bellowed, his voice a thunderclap in the otherwise cheerful atmosphere.

The sudden tension made the blood rush to Brad's face as he stuttered, trying to explain his innocent intentions. But Jack was having none of it. He grabbed Dawn's wrist, pulling her up with surprising force. "You're coming with me," he spat, his grip tightening as he practically dragged her away from the bewildered group. His eyes flashed with a possessiveness that was both terrifying and strangely arousing to her.

The trek back to the house was filled with an awkward silence, the weight of their secret pressing down on them like a heavy fog. Once home, Jack slammed the door shut, his grip on her wrist not loosening. "You're mine, Dawn," he snarled, his breath hot against her cheek, "and I'll be damned if I let anyone else touch you." His anger was a palpable force, but so was the erection straining against his shorts, betraying his lust.

Jack's grip on Dawn's wrist tightened as he whirled her around to face him, his eyes blazing with a mix of anger and desire. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, wearing that?" he barked, gesturing at her scant bikini. The strings that barely contained her ample breasts seemed to strain with every breath she took, and the fabric that covered her pussy was so thin it was practically see-through, leaving little to the imagination. "You're driving those horny little shits crazy out there!"

Dawn's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she tried to tug her wrist free, her voice trembling slightly. "Daddy, I didn't mean to," she protested, her eyes wide and innocent. "I just don't like the boys my age. They're so... immature." She bit her bottom lip, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that the real reason she didn't want them was because she had tasted the forbidden fruit of her father's love, and now she craved it like a drug. The thought of anyone else touching her made her stomach turn, but she couldn't bring herself to tell him the truth.

Jack's eyes raked over her body, his breath coming in ragged pants. He knew his little girl was telling the truth, but the sight of Brad's hand on her leg had stirred something primal within him. He wanted to claim her, to show her that no one else could satisfy her the way he could. "You're too tempting, baby girl," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "You can't go around dressed like that. It's not safe."

Her eyes searched his, a spark of mischief lighting within them. "But Daddy," she whispered, "you like it when I'm tempting for you, don't you?" She leaned closer, her breath hot against his neck. "You like it when I'm all yours." Her words were a siren's call, a seductive invitation that he couldn't resist. With a low groan, he crushed her to his chest, his mouth descending to claim hers in a bruising kiss that sent shock waves through her body.

Jack's passionate response to her words was all the invitation Dawn needed. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist, as he effortlessly hoisted her over his broad shoulder. His strong arms supported her curvy frame as he marched up the stairs to his bedroom, her ass bouncing with each step. She could feel the heat of his arousal against her stomach, his hard cock pressing into her through his shorts. The power dynamic shifted as she became the prize to be claimed, and she reveled in it. The room was a familiar sanctuary, filled with the scent of her father's cologne. As he tossed her onto the bed, the mattress sank beneath her weight, and she watched him with a mix of excitement and trepidation as he stripped off his clothes. His cock stood at full attention, thick and veiny, the head glistening with precum. She licked her lips, anticipating the taste of him as he climbed onto the bed, his muscles flexing with each movement.

Dawn lay sprawled across the bed, her heart racing as she gazed up at her father's naked form. Despite her innocent exterior, she felt a deep-rooted craving for him, one that had been building since the moment she had seen him that morning. With trembling hands, she reached out and gently touched the base of his cock, feeling the warmth and the steady pulse of his arousal beneath her fingertips. "Daddy," she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "Can I... can I suck your cock?" She had never done it before, not even with the clumsy boys from school who had fumbled their way into her pants. But with him, it felt natural, a right she hadn't known she had. Her question hung in the air, charged with the electricity of their illicit desire.

Jack's eyes darkened with hunger at Dawn's request, he nodded, unable to find the words to respond. He positioned himself at the edge of the bed, his cock jutting out towards her eager mouth. Dawn sat up, her breasts swaying as she leaned in, her heart racing. She wrapped her soft, plump lips around the head of his cock, her tongue flicking out to taste the salty bead of pre-cum. Her father's groan of pleasure was music to her ears as she took more of him in, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. Her inexperience was evident, but her enthusiasm and passion more than made up for it. He watched her, his hand tangled in her hair, guiding her as she bobbed up and down, her cheeks reddening with each deep throat. His cock grew even larger in her mouth, filling her completely, and she reveled in the feeling of power she had over him. Despite how taboo the act, the love and desire between them was undeniable, a potent cocktail that intoxicated them both.

Jack's hand tightened in Dawn's hair as he began to thrust his hips, fucking her mouth with a ferocity that made her eyes water. "That's it, baby," he growled, his voice thick with lust, "suck my cock like the good little girl you are." His words were crude and explicit, but they only served to fuel her arousal. She felt his cock swell even more, the veins bulging as he talked dirty to her, guiding her movements with gentle but firm tugs on her hair. "Take it all, baby," he rasped, "You're so fucking good at this." Her eyes locked onto his, the connection between them electric as she took him deeper, her throat tightening around his shaft. The salty taste of his pre-cum mingled with the sweetness of her mouth, and she found herself craving more. The room was filled with the wet, obscene sounds of her father using her mouth for his pleasure, and she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride at how much he enjoyed it. As he grew closer to climax, his filthy words grew more intense, painting a vivid picture of all the depraved things he wanted to do to her body. Her pussy throbbed in response, eager to feel his cock buried deep inside her once more.

"Fuck, Dawn, you're going to make me cum," Jack groaned, his hips bucking wildly as he neared the edge of ecstasy. "You're such a good little slut for your daddy." His words were a symphony of filth and love, each syllable sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. He paused for a moment, pulling her hair back so he could look into her eyes. "I'm going to fill your pussy up so much, you won't be able to walk straight for a week," he promised, his gaze intense and focused on hers. "And when you're begging for more, I'll show you just how deep I can go, how much I can make you squirt." Dawn's core clenched at his explicit description, her pussy already wet and slick with anticipation. She nodded eagerly, her mouth full of his cock, desperate to feel him claim her once again. The thought of being filled to the brim with her father's hot, thick seed was intoxicating, and she could feel her own orgasm building, her clit swelling and pulsing in time with his words. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing even further as she took him deeper, her eyes never leaving his. The room was a whirlwind of passion and desire, their breaths mingling in the stillness between his curses and her eager moans. She knew she would never get enough of this, never be able to sate the hunger that had been awakened within her. She was his, utterly and completely, and she wouldn't have it any other way. Dawn reached down and began to circle her clit, her orgasm quickly approaching.

With a final, guttural roar, Jack erupted in her mouth, his hot, sticky cum painting her face and dripping down her chin. He pulled out of her mouth, his cock still twitching as he smeared his seed across her cheeks and down her neck. "That's what you get for taunting those boys, you little slut," he said, his voice a mix of triumph and affection. Dawn looked up at him, her eyes glazed with lust, as his cum continued to spurt onto her, marking her as his own. She swiped a finger through the mess, bringing it to her lips to taste, savoring the saltiness of his essence. Her own orgasm crashed over her, her body shaking with the intensity of it, her pussy clenching in desperate need of his cock. "Daddy," she whimpered, reaching for him, "I want more." Jack chuckled darkly, wiping his cock with the edge of the sheet before leaning down to kiss her, sharing his own taste with her. "You'll get more, baby girl," he murmured against her lips, "But first, let's clean you up." He picked her up, cradling her in his arms as if she were a newborn, and carried her to the shower. The warm water cascaded over their entwined bodies as he washed her clean, his hands gentle and loving as they glided over her curves. Despite the depraved nature of their actions, the tenderness in his touch spoke volumes of his love for her. As they stepped out of the shower, his cock already hardening again, Dawn knew that she would never be the same. She had been claimed by her father, and she reveled in the twisted perfection of their love. The future was uncertain, but one thing was clear: she would always crave the feel of his cock deep inside her, the taste of his cum on her lips, and the sound of his voice whispering filthy sweet nothings in her ear.

The next morning dawned with the promise of a new day, yet it was anything but ordinary for Dawn. She awoke to the sensation of something warm and wet between her legs, her eyes fluttering open to find her father's face buried in her pussy. The room was still shrouded in darkness, the only light coming from the crack in the curtains, casting a glow on the scene unfolding before her. Her father's tongue danced around her clit, flicking and lapping with a skill that made her toes curl. His beard tickled her sensitive skin, adding an extra layer of sensation that she hadn't expected. "Mm, good morning, baby," he murmured against her folds, his voice thick with sleep and desire.

"I couldn't resist waking you up with a little treat before class." His tongue delved deeper, and she felt herself clench around his mouth, her orgasm building swiftly. "Daddy," she gasped, her hand shooting down to grip his hair as she arched her back off the bed. The sensation of his mouth on her was almost too much to handle, the intimacy of the act making her pussy spasm with need. She was torn between the urge to push him away and the overwhelming desire to pull him closer, to keep him right there forever. Her body was a live wire, each flick of his tongue sending jolts of pleasure through her that made her entire body tremble. "You have to go to work Daddy, You're going to be late," she managed to whisper, though the words were lost in the symphony of their shared passion. He chuckled, his breath hot against her, and continued his ministrations, his hands spreading her thighs wider to give him better access.

The scent of her arousal filled the air. The world outside the bedroom ceased to exist as she succumbed to the relentless waves of pleasure that crashed over her, her orgasm ripping through her like a storm. Her body went slack, a contented sigh escaping her lips as Jack's tongue withdrew. He kissed her inner thigh before climbing up to lay beside her, his cock rock-hard and demanding attention. "I've got a surprise for you," he whispered, his voice a dark promise in the early morning stillness. "But you've got to get ready for school first." With that, he rolled out of bed, leaving Dawn to grapple with the tumult of emotions that swirled within her. The day had barely begun, and already she felt like she was drowning in a sea of forbidden lust.

Dawn couldn't believe what had just happened. Her body was still quivering from the intense orgasm her father had just given her. She lay there for a moment, savoring the feeling, before reluctantly climbing out of bed. She knew she had to get ready for school, but the thought of leaving the warmth and comfort of their shared bed was almost too much to bear. Her father, Jack, watched her with a knowing smirk as she padded to the bathroom, her full breasts bouncing gently with each step. The surprise he had mentioned played at the back of her mind, adding an extra layer of anticipation to her already heightened senses. As she stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over her body, she felt a twinge of something new. Was it fear? Excitement? She couldn't quite put her finger on it. All she knew was that she was eager to find out what he had planned. The water washed away the remnants of their forbidden encounter, but the memory of his mouth on her remained, a constant reminder of their shared secret.

As she lathered her curvy body, her hands lingering over her swollen pussy, she couldn't help but wonder how far this twisted relationship would take them. She knew it was wrong, but the pleasure was too intoxicating to resist. The day ahead was filled with the mundane tasks of school, but she knew that tonight, she would be back in her father's arms, eager to explore the depths of their taboo connection once more. The water turned cold, jolting her out of her erotic haze. With a sigh, she finished her shower, dried off, and began to dress, her mind racing with the possibilities of what lay ahead.

Dawn stepped into her school uniform, her mind still reeling from the surprise her father had hinted at. She could feel her pussy throb with anticipation, her clit sensitive to the fabric of her panties. She knew she'd be wet and ready for him by the time she got home, the thought of his thick, hard cock filling her making her nipples stiffen under her shirt. Throughout the school day, she found it difficult to focus on anything other than the delicious ache between her legs. Her friends talked and laughed, but all she could think about was the taste of him, the feel of his body against hers. She felt like a caged animal, desperate for release, and she knew that tonight, she'd get it.

The second the final bell rang, she practically sprinted out of the school, her heart racing as she made her way home. The anticipation was killing her, and she could feel the juices of her arousal starting to dampen her panties. As she walked through the door, she found her father waiting for her in the living room, his eyes dark with lust. He looked her up and down, taking in her youthful beauty, his cock straining against his pants. "Ready for your surprise, baby?" he asked, his voice a seductive purr that made her knees weak. She nodded, unable to speak, her body already responding to his nearness. He took her hand and led her to the kitchen, where he revealed a set of handcuffs and a blindfold. "Tonight, I'm going to show you what it really means to be Daddy's little slut," he said, a wicked smile playing on his lips. The words should have repulsed her, but instead, they sent a bolt of pure desire through her core. She knew she was about to embark on a new level of depravity with him, and she couldn't wait.

With trembling hands, Dawn allowed her father to cuff her wrists together, the cool metal a stark contrast to her heated skin. He took his time, his eyes never leaving hers, a silent question of consent that she answered with a nod. He then gently tied the blindfold around her eyes, plunging her into darkness. The loss of sight heightened her other senses, making the sound of his zipper and the rustle of his clothes as he stripped echo through the room. She could feel his breath on her neck, sending shivers down her spine as he leaned in to whisper, "Remember, baby, this is all for us."

He led her to the bedroom, the softness of the carpet under her feet a stark contrast to the hardness of her nipples, which were now poking through her shirt. When they reached the bed, he guided her to lie down, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard the sound of a drawer opening and the clink of something heavy being placed on the nightstand. The anticipation was unbearable, her pussy practically begging to be filled. And then, she felt it: the warm, thick pressure of his cock pressing against her entrance, the head of his cock teasing her wetness. He paused for a moment, savoring the feel of her, before pushing in with a slow, deliberate force that had her gasping into the pillow. She was so tight, so wet, that he slid in almost too easily, filling her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt herself clench around him instinctively. He groaned, his grip on her hips tightening as he began to thrust in and out, his movements deep and measured. With each stroke, she felt him hit that special spot inside her, the one that made her see stars.

Her moans grew louder, her body responding to his without thought or hesitation. He reached around to play with her nipples, rolling the sensitive buds between his thumb and forefinger, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her clit. It was as if he knew her body better than she did, knew exactly what she needed to take her to the brink. And as she felt herself start to come undone, her orgasm building like a crescendo, she realized that she never wanted this to end. She was his, completely and utterly, and she loved every dirty, twisted second of it.

Dawn's body arched off the bed as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, her daddy's cock relentlessly pumping into her tight, soaking pussy. She was lost in a sea of sensation, her mind a whirl of lust and love for the man who had been her protector, her confidant, and now, her lover. His hand traveled down her body, the soft caress of his thumb gliding over her swollen clit, sending bolts of electricity through her veins.

She could feel his own need growing, his strokes becoming more urgent, his breathing ragged against her ear. "Daddy," she whimpered, the word a mix of desperation and love as she felt herself teetering on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall into the abyss of ecstasy. And then it happened. With a final, powerful thrust, he sent her over the edge, her body convulsing around his thick shaft as she screamed out her release. He followed her, his cock pulsing deep inside her as he filled her with his hot, sticky cum. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of taboo and pure, animalistic need that only served to fuel her desire for more. As he pulled out and the cuffs were removed, she reached out, blindly seeking his touch, already craving the next time she could be filled by him again. The room was still, save for their heavy breathing and the sound of their hearts beating in unison. In that moment, the world outside ceased to exist, and all that mattered was the unholy bond they shared in the sanctity of their forbidden love.

Her daddy, still breathless from their intense union, took a moment to appreciate the beauty of his little girl's quivering body. Her voluptuous curves, drenched in a sheen of sweat, were a testament to their passionate dance. He leaned over, planting tender kisses along her neck, his calloused hands caressing her soft, supple breasts. He could feel her heart racing beneath his touch, a silent confession of the ecstasy he had just given her. Dawn, her eyes still blindfolded, reached out with trembling hands, eager to feel the warmth of his skin. Her fingers found his muscular chest, tracing the lines of his abs as they descended to his still-hard cock. She wrapped her small hand around his girth, eliciting a low growl from deep within his chest. He took her hand in his and guided it up and down his shaft, showing her just how much he enjoyed her touch. "You're so good, baby," he murmured, his voice a rough purr that sent shivers down her spine. The weight of his cum inside her was a delicious reminder of their shared secret, a secret that bound them closer than any father and daughter should be.

With a smirk, he whispered, "But we're not done yet, are we?" His voice was filled with a hunger that matched the ache in her core. He slid his hand between her legs, his thumb finding her clit again, now swollen and begging for attention. He began to rub her in slow circles, each pass sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. Her legs fell open wider, inviting him to explore further. He didn't need any more encouragement, his fingers delving into her slick folds, feeling the warm embrace of her pussy. Dawn's breath hitched as she realized she was already on the edge again. How could she want more so soon? But she did. She wanted to be filled by him over and over, to feel his hot seed spurt inside her until she couldn't take it anymore. The room was filled with the wet sounds of his fingers sliding in and out of her, the air thick with the scent of sex. And as he slipped a second digit inside, stretching her even further, she knew she'd never get enough of this twisted love they shared.

Her daddy's words sent a shiver of excitement through Dawn's body, her mind racing with the thought of his claim on her most intimate, untouched part. "Tonight, I'm claiming your ass, baby," he said, his voice low and gruff with desire. She felt a flutter in her stomach, a mix of nerves and anticipation. Despite her inexperience with anal play, she knew she trusted him implicitly. Her breath hitched as he reached over to the nightstand, his hand returning with something cold and slippery. He spread her cheeks apart, the coolness of the anal plug sending a shiver down her spine. His thumb brushed against her tight little asshole, teasing it gently before pushing in, just the tip. She gasped, the sensation foreign but thrilling. He took his time, working the plug in, stretching her gradually, preparing her for the thickness of his cock. His other hand remained on her clit, keeping her arousal at a fever pitch. As she grew more accustomed to the intrusion, he added another finger, scissoring them apart to open her up further. The burn was intense, but the pleasure from her clit kept her riding the wave of sensation.

When he deemed her ready, he positioned himself behind her, his cock slick with both their juices and the lube. "Relax, baby," he instructed, his voice soothing. She took a deep breath, her body tensing as she felt the blunt head of his cock nudge at her backdoor. Slowly, oh so slowly, he pushed in, the pressure building until he was seated fully inside her, his cock splitting her open in the most deliciously depraved way. The pain was immediate, but as he began to move, it melded into a fiery pleasure that had her moaning and pushing back against him. Her pussy, still pulsing from her recent orgasm, was now empty, aching to be filled once more. "Daddy, I feel so full."

Her daddy's grip on her hips tightened as he whispered, "That's my good little slut, taking it all like the naughty schoolgirl you are." His words were like a bolt of lightning to her core, sending a fresh wave of arousal through her body. He loved it when she wore her school uniform, it made her feel so much younger, so much more vulnerable, and the idea of being taken like this, with the scent of innocence still clinging to her, was a potent aphrodisiac. The fabric of her skirt was rucked up around her waist, exposing her bare ass, which was now a rosy shade from his firm grip. The material of her white cotton panties, stained with their combined juices, was pushed aside, revealing the pink, puckered entrance that was now stretched around his thick, demanding cock. He continued to talk dirty, his voice a gruff growl in her ear.

"You're going to take all of Daddy's cock in that tight little ass of yours," he said, punctuating each word with a deep, powerful thrust that sent her hips rocking back to meet him. "You're going to scream my name as I fuck you senseless, right here in my bed, still dressed like the good little girl you're supposed to be for everyone else." Each word was like a wicked caress, pushing her deeper into the fantasy, making her pussy clench with need. She could feel the fabric of her shirt and tie, the only barriers between her and the reality of what they were doing, sticking to her sweat-slicked skin. The scandal of it all only served to make her wetter, her juices now running down her thighs, mixing with the lubricant that had been necessary to ease his entry.

As he picked up the pace, his hips slapping against her ass cheeks, she could feel herself getting closer to the edge again, her body a taut bow ready to snap under the weight of her taboo desire. And when she finally did, her cries of pleasure muffled by the pillow, she knew that she had never felt more alive, more wanted, more owned than in that moment, her daddy's cock buried deep in her ass as he claimed her in the most primal, erotic way possible.

In the ensuing weeks, Dawn noticed a peculiar tightness in her school uniform that she hadn't felt before. Her breasts, usually a delightful handful, now seemed to strain against the fabric of her shirt, the lacy cups of her bra struggling to contain the swollen mounds. The once comfortable waistband of her skirt had grown uncomfortably snug, hugging her midsection like a second skin, and the buttons threatened to pop open with every gust of wind or sudden movement. The pain in her nipples had become almost constant, a dull throb that seemed to pulse in time with her heartbeat, sending waves of tension straight to her clit.

Her period, that monthly visitor she had come to expect with a mix of annoyance and relief, was nowhere to be seen, leaving her in a state of suspense and confusion. Despite the discomfort, she couldn't help but feel a secret thrill, her mind wandering to the naughty thoughts of her recent encounters with her daddy. Little did she know that her body was betraying her, giving subtle hints of the clandestine actions he had been taking behind her back. As she looked in the mirror, her eyes lingering on her bloated tummy and the way her panties clung to her, she had no idea that her life was about to take a scandalous, forbidden turn that would forever alter the landscape of their taboo relationship.

One evening, as they sat in their usual spot on the couch watching TV, the faint scent of their illicit encounters still lingering in the air, Daddy noticed that Dawn couldn't quite get comfortable. She kept shifting her weight, her hands unconsciously smoothing over her belly. Concern etched his furrowed brow, and he finally broke the silence, "Honey, are you okay? You look a bit... uncomfortable." Dawn blushed deeply, her cheeks flushing a rosy hue that only enhanced her feminine allure. "Daddy," she murmured, her voice trembling with a mix of shyness and excitement, "I think... I might be... pregnant." The word hung between them like a forbidden fruit, ripe with the sweetness of their shared secret. She bit her bottom lip, her eyes darting to his crotch, where she knew his cock would be swelling at the mere suggestion.

Daddy's eyes grew wide with realization, and he reached over to gently cup her chin, turning her face to meet his gaze. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice thick with lust and something else she couldn't quite name. She nodded, her eyes filling with a cocktail of fear and anticipation. "I've missed my period and... my boobs are so sore," she whispered, her eyes dropping to her chest, where her nipples strained against her shirt like two tiny, hardened peaks. Daddy's gaze followed hers, and he couldn't help but lick his lips as he took in the sight of his daughter's fertile body. His hand traveled down to her belly, his thumb brushing over her navel in slow, gentle circles.

Dawn looked up at him with a hint of fear and confusion in her eyes. "But daddy, I take my birth control every morning," she protested softly, her voice laced with confusion. "How could this happen?" His eyes searched hers for a moment before he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, "I've been taking care of that for you, baby girl," his words sending a shiver down her spine. "I switched your pills with placebos so we could make a baby together, without any pesky rules getting in the way." He kissed her neck, his hands moving to her breasts to knead the tender flesh. "It's our little secret," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. The revelation hit her like a wave of heat, and she found herself melting into his touch, the taboo nature of his confession only serving to intensify her arousal. Her pussy grew wetter with each stroke of his thumb over her nipple, the fabric of her panties growing damp with her desire. She didn't know whether to be angry or turned on, but the undeniable truth was that she was both.

Dawn's eyes widened with a mix of shock and arousal at her daddy's confession. "But daddy," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper, "I'm only a freshman in college. I'm not ready to be a mom." His hand stilled on her breast, his eyes searching hers for a reaction. He knew that what he had done was wrong, but the thought of her carrying his child was too deliciously perverse to ignore. "Don't worry, baby," he reassured her, his voice a velvety purr, "we'll figure it out together. I've always wanted you to have everything you deserve." His thumb flicked her nipple once more before he pulled away, his hand moving to her thigh, inching closer to the warm, wet heat between her legs. "But for now, let's just enjoy the moment. We'll deal with the rest later." He leaned in, his lips brushing hers, and she could taste the heady mix of his excitement and her own fear. Despite her apprehension, she found herself responding, her body craving the familiar comfort of his touch. She didn't know what the future held for them, but in that moment, all she knew was that she wanted him more than ever before.

Daddy's hand slid further up her thigh, his fingers grazing the damp fabric of her panties as he spoke in a low, gruff voice, "Imagine, baby, those gorgeous tits of yours, swollen and heavy with milk for our little one." He squeezed her thigh, his eyes dark with desire. "Your nipples, those perfect little pink pebbles," he leaned in to whisper, his breath hot against her ear, "they'll be so sensitive, begging for our baby to suckle on them." His hand cupped her pussy, the fabric of her panties growing damper with each passing second. "And your pussy," he murmured, his voice thick with lust, "It'll stretch and change, accommodating our baby, and then when it's time, it'll be all mine again." His words painted a vivid, erotic picture, and Dawn couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips.

Her body was betraying her, responding to his depraved fantasy with an intensity she had never felt before. She was torn between the fear of the situation and the undeniable arousal that pooled in her core. Her hand found its way to her breast, her fingers toying with the sensitive peak. "But first," he murmured, his hand joining hers to pinch and twist, "Let's make sure this baby is growing strong and healthy. We need to keep filling you up with daddy's seed." And with that, he pulled her closer, his hand moving to the button of her skirt, the zipper of his pants following suit.

With a growl of need, Daddy leaned in, his teeth grazing the shell of her ear. "Let Daddy fuck you, baby," he murmured, his hand pushing aside her panties to find her swollen pussy. "Let me make you feel so good, let me make sure our baby has enough of Daddy's love." His fingers found her clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles, and Dawn's body responded with an involuntary arch of her back, her hips pushing into his touch. Despite the conflict raging in her mind, her body was on board with his depraved plan, begging for the release he offered. His other hand gripped her hip, guiding her onto his throbbing erection, the thick, veiny length of him parting her folds.

"Oh, Daddy," she gasped, the sound a mix of protest and plea. He didn't wait for further consent, driving into her with one swift thrust that made her see stars. She was so wet, so ready for him, that he slid in with ease, filling her completely. "You're going to take it all," he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. "Every inch of me, until you're screaming with pleasure and our baby is coated in my cum." His thrusts grew more urgent, his cock plunging deep into her, hitting a spot that made her toes curl and her eyes roll back. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his back as she met him thrust for thrust. The pain from her breasts melded with the pleasure from her clit, creating a symphony of sensations that had her panting and whimpering. Daddy's hand moved to her belly, his fingers pressing into the soft flesh as he claimed her over and over, his hips slapping against hers with a rhythm that echoed through the room. "Mine," he growled, his teeth sinking into her shoulder. "All of this is mine." And as she felt the beginnings of her orgasm building, she couldn't help but agree, her body a testament to his possession.

As the weeks passed, Dawn's belly grew rounder, the evidence of their depraved secret becoming more and more apparent. Daddy's appetite for her seemed to grow with each passing day, his hunger for her fertile body insatiable. He would whisper the most vile, perverted things in her ear as he fucked her, his tongue tracing the shell of her ear as he spoke of the baby growing inside her. And each time she her pussy would ache until he allowed her to release. His hands would roam her curves, his fingers digging into her flesh as he claimed her in every way possible. One evening, as she lay in bed, the weight of her pregnancy pressing down on her, he decided to take things to a new level. He spread her legs wide, his eyes glued to her plump, swollen pussy, glistening with arousal. "Tonight, baby," he said, his voice thick with lust, "I'm going to fuck your tight little ass while I fill your pussy with a dildo." His words sent a shiver down her spine, a mix of fear and excitement coiling in her belly.

He slid a pillow under her hips, lifting her ass high in the air, the cheeks spread wide for his viewing pleasure.

"Look at this ass," He grunted to himself as ran his hand over the round cheeks.

He lubricated his cock with her juices, the head glistening as he positioned himself at her tight, pink hole. "You're going to be so full of me," he murmured, pressing the tip of his cock against her asshole. She gasped as he pushed inside, the sensation overwhelming. At the same time, he slid a thick, realistic dildo into her pussy, stretching her to the brink of pain and pleasure. "So full," he repeated, his voice a harsh whisper. He began to fuck her ass in long, slow strokes, the dildo in her pussy mimicking the motion, filling her completely. She moaned into the pillow, her body shaking with each thrust, her pussy clenching around the intruder as he claimed her in the most taboo way imaginable. "You're going to love this," he promised, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "You're going to love being my little whore, breeding for me." His words were like a dark mantra, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of reason, her body responding in ways she never knew possible. As he pounded into her, she could feel the dildo hit her g-spot, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body, making her toes curl and her eyes water. The pain in her ass from the mere girth of him was intense, but the orgasm that followed was like nothing she had ever experienced before. She screamed into the pillow as he emptied himself into her ass, his cum mixing with her juices, marking her as his own once again. And even though she knew it was taboo, she couldn't help but revel in the feeling of being so utterly and completely used by the man she had once only considered to be her father. Now, as she lay dripping in his cum, round with his child, he was so much more.

"Do you know how many men would give their lives to be lying in bed with such a beautiful woman?" Daddy asked one morning as ran his hand over her full round belly. Dawn had started to feel a little self conscious about how big her blossoming belly, breasts and butt had gotten as the months of her pregnancy passed.

"Daddy, you always know how to make me feel special," Dawn purred, her cheeks flushing slightly as she felt a warmth spread through her body from his gentle touch. He leaned in closer, his eyes roving over her voluptuous curves with a hunger that was unmistakable. "But do you have any idea just how many men would sell their souls to have a taste of this?" he whispered, squeezing her plump breast playfully. Her nipples hardened to tight little peaks beneath the soft fabric of her nightgown, the sensation sending a jolt straight to her core. She looked up at him through her thick lashes, her heart racing as she tried to imagine the sea of men craving her. "Thousands," he murmured, his voice gruff with desire. "Thousands upon thousands would line up around the block, cocks in hand, just to get one glimpse of your sweet, swollen pussy or to feel these beautiful tits." His words painted a vivid picture in her mind, one that had her squirming with an unspoken need. "But baby," he said, his voice dropping to a sensual purr, "you're all mine. And I'm going to cherish every inch of you, especially when the time comes for you to give birth to my baby." His hand traveled down to her pussy, the heat of his palm searing through the fabric.

Dawn's breath hitched as Daddy's hand continued to tease her swollen pussy, his thumb circling her clit with a tantalizing pressure that was driving her wild. She had never thought about anyone else touching her like this, but the forbidden nature of his question only added to the intensity of her arousal. "Daddy," she whispered, her eyes glazing over with lust, "don't stop."

Daddy chuckled watching his baby girl squirm, "Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to have another man's hands on you?" He tilted his head.

He watched her expression, a mix of surprise and arousal, his eyes darkening as he took in her full, pouty lips and the way her chest rose and fell with every shallow breath she took.

"Not a boy, but A man like your Daddy, who knows what a woman needs," he said, his voice thick with desire.

"But Daddy, that's your job," she breathed.

His fingers slid into her wetness and stroked her gently, making her back arch off the bed. "Maybe Daddy could learn to share," he added, his thumb flicking her clit a little faster, making her whimper. The thought was like a bolt of lightning to her core, making her wetter and more desperate for his touch. She hadn't considered it before, but now she couldn't help but wonder...what would it be like to have another man's cock inside her, filling her up and making her his?

"Daddy, is this a trick question?" Dawn asked breathlessly, her eyes searching his for any hint of deception. The idea of sharing her with another man had sent a thrilling shiver down her spine, and she felt a strange mix of excitement and fear at the thought.

He chuckled lowly, his hand never ceasing its delicious torment of her clit. "No, baby girl, it's not a trick," he assured her, his voice a warm caress. "I just want you to think about how much you really belong to me, how much you crave my touch." His fingers slid in and out of her, mimicking the motion of a thick cock, making her hips rock in silent invitation. "But if you ever want to explore that...if you ever need more than just your Daddy's loving, I'd make sure it was a man who would treat you like the queen you are." His eyes held hers, the intensity of his gaze making her pussy clench around his fingers. "Someone who would worship every inch of your beautiful body, just like I do."

The idea of being shared with another man under Daddy's watchful gaze was a heady one, and it had her pussy pulsing with need. She bit her bottom lip, the naughty thought bringing a fresh wave of arousal crashing over her. "But only if it's what you really want, baby," he murmured, his thumb pressing down on her clit, making her cry out. "Your pleasure is all that matters to me."

Dawn's eyes rolled back in her head as Daddy's skilled thumb applied just the right amount of pressure to her swollen clit, her body responding to his masterful touch with a powerful orgasm. Her hips bucked against his hand, her pussy clenching around his fingers as waves of pleasure washed over her. She let out a guttural moan, her back arching off the bed as she rode the intense climax. Her breasts, heavy with milk, bounced with each spasm, the sensitive tips of her nipples scraping against the fabric of her nightgown. Her thighs trembled and she felt her pussy juices soak the bed beneath her as she came down from the peak of ecstasy. Panting, she looked up at him, her eyes glazed with lust and need. Daddy's cock was rock hard, straining against his boxers, and she could see the desire etched into the lines of his face. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth with the same hunger he had shown for her body. As their kiss deepened, she could feel his cock pressing against her thigh, and she knew that she wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her, claiming her once again as his own.

"Daddy, I need more," Dawn whimpered, her body still quivering from the intense orgasm. However, Daddy pulled back with a knowing smile, his eyes filled with both love and a hint of mischief. "Not now, baby girl," he said, gently removing his fingers from her slick folds and bringing them to her lips. "You've got a doctor's appointment to get ready for. Remember, we've got to make sure that both you and the baby are healthy and happy." He watched as she tasted her own juices, a spark of excitement flickering in her eyes. "But don't worry," he whispered, "I've got a little surprise planned for you later, something to really take your mind off things." His hand slid down to her plump ass, giving it a firm squeeze before he stood up, his erection tenting his boxers. "Now go get dressed. We don't want to keep the doctor waiting."

Dawn's heart raced as she watched him walk away, the promise of his surprise adding an extra layer of anticipation to the already thick sexual tension that lingered in the air. She slipped out of bed, her legs wobbly from the intense climax, and made her way to the bathroom. As she stepped into the warm shower, the water cascading over her curvy figure, she couldn't help but wonder what Daddy had in store for her. Her mind raced with the possibilities, each one more deliciously depraved than the last. The thought of being shared with another man had her pussy pulsing with excitement, and she found herself eager to explore this new aspect of her sexuality. As she washed her voluptuous body, her hand strayed to her clit, replaying the sensation of Daddy's thumb in her mind. She knew that whatever awaited her, it would be a day filled with pleasure and the unconditional love of her Daddy.

The ride to the doctors office was short, Dawn tugged on her light pink blouse and sighed. She wasn't used to the changes in her body happening in such a short time. Her breasts felt so huge that none of her tops fit right. Daddy patted her knee reassuringly and then pulled into the large parking lot.

"Let's go baby, Dr Patten is waiting for us."

Dawn's heart raced as she followed her daddy into the bustling medical center, her ample chest bouncing gently with each step. She hadn't been to this gynecologist before, and the thought of a stranger examining her most intimate parts was odd. The receptionist looked up, flashing a smile that did little to calm her nerves, as they approached the desk. Daddy spoke in a low, comforting tone, "We're here to see Dr. Patten." The receptionist nodded, her eyes lingering on her fathers a second longer that Dawn would've liked before confirming their appointment.

The doctor's office was a typical mix of sterility and comfort, with the faint scent of antiseptic and the muffled sounds of patients beyond the walls. Dr. Patten, a silver-haired Adonis with piercing blue eyes, greeted them warmly. His firm handshake and charming smile made Dawn's stomach flutter, and she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of excitement as she took in his muscular build beneath his lab coat. She knew he was an old friend of her daddy's, but she hadn't expected him to be so handsome. Daddy winked at her, seemingly oblivious to the effect the doctor was having on her, and excused himself to wait outside, leaving her in his capable hands.

The doctor led her to the examination room, his eyes never leaving hers. "I know this can be a bit nerve-wracking, but I'll make sure you're as comfortable as possible," he said, his voice a velvety caress that sent a shiver down her spine. As she lay down on the crinkling paper of the exam table, she couldn't help but feel a thrill at the idea of Dr. Patten seeing her naked body. She tried to push the thoughts away, but they only grew stronger as he began to ask her about her symptoms, his voice a seductive purr that seemed to stroke her insides.

The tension in the room grew palpable as Dr. Patten gently instructed her to remove her clothes. Dawn's cheeks flushed as she exposed her curvy frame, her nipples puckering into tight buds. She couldn't help but notice her own reflection in mirror on the wall, noticing how her hips flared out from her narrow waist, leading to her shaved mound. Dr. Patten was all business as he began his examination, but the way his eyes roved over her body told a different story. She felt his gaze like a physical touch, sending waves of heat to her core.

As he inserted the speculum, Dawn bit her bottom lip to stifle a moan. It was a mix of pain and pleasure she hadn't anticipated. She watched in the mirror as he worked, his strong, steady hands moving with a surprising gentleness. His eyes never left hers, and she found herself getting lost in the depth of his gaze. When he finally finished she couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment.

But the appointment wasn't over yet. Dr. Patten said had noticed something during the exam, something that required further investigation. He asked her to lie back down and began to massage her breasts, his fingers tracing circles around her sensitive nipples. Dawn's breath hitched, and she felt a familiar wetness between her legs.

Dawn's mind raced with the unexpected sensations as Dr. Patten's skilled hands worked over her breasts. She bit her lip to hold back the moan that threatened to escape. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. She knew it was wrong, but the thought of sharing this moment with her daddy was too tantalizing to resist. "Dr. Patten," she said in a breathy whisper, "Can you have my Daddy come in here?"

Dr. Patten cleared his throat, "Of course."

Her heart hammered in her chest as she heard the door creak open. She didn't dare look away from Dr. Patten's eyes, which had widened slightly in surprise. But his hands didn't stop their rhythmic massage, and she could feel his arousal growing. "Is everything okay?" her daddy's voice was filled with concern, but there was an underlying curiosity.

"Yes," Dawn replied, her voice trembling with excitement. "I just thought, maybe... you could be here for this part." She bit her lip and a blush spread to her cheeks.

Dr. Patten paused for a brief moment before Daddy gave Dawn a knowing smile. "I don't see why not," he said, his voice low and gruff.

Her daddy's eyes grew dark with desire as he took in the sight of his daughter's exposed body, her nipples hard and her breathing ragged. He stepped closer to the exam table, his own cock growing thick in his pants. "I'd be happy to," he murmured, his gaze never leaving hers.

The atmosphere in the room shifted, charged with a new, forbidden energy. Dawn felt a rush of excitement at the thought of her daddy watching, his eyes drinking in the sight of her being touched by another man. She knew she was crossing a line, but the thrill was too intense to ignore.

The doctor resumed his examination, his touch now more deliberate and lingering. She could feel her pussy clench and her juices flow as her daddy hovered over her, his breath warm on her neck. The room filled with the sound of her soft whimpers and the doctor's gentle murmurs of approval.

As Dr. Patten's hands moved down her stomach, she spread her legs wider, offering herself up to him. She was so wet that she could feel her juices trickling down her thighs. The doctor's thumb brushed over her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

"Oh,," she gasped, her voice husky with desire.

Her daddy's breath hitched, and she knew he was as turned on as she was. The doctor's eyes flickered to hers in the mirror, a silent question in his gaze. And with a nod from her, he slipped his finger into her tight, young pussy.

Her daddy leaned closer, his hand resting on her thigh, his thumb tracing lazy circles just above her knee. "Baby, is this what you really want?" His voice was thick with his own arousal, his eyes never leaving hers in the mirror.

Dawn's eyes glazed over with lust, and she nodded, her breath coming in shallow pants. "Yes, Daddy," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I want it. I need it."

The doctor's eyes gleamed with understanding, and he pushed his finger deeper, curling it inside her. She bucked her hips, silently begging for more.

"If you're sure," her daddy said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through her body. He leaned in to kiss her forehead, his hand moving to her chest to squeeze her breast. The sensation of his rough thumb against her nipple sent another jolt of pleasure through her, and she arched her back, pushing her chest into his hand.

Her father's hand slid down to cover her mound, his thumb now joining Dr. Patten's in her slick pussy. She moaned, the dual sensation of their fingers inside her too much to handle. "Daddy," she breathed, her eyes rolling back in her head.

"I'm right here, baby," he murmured, his other hand coming up to play with her clit as the doctor's finger moved in and out.

The room was filled with the sounds of their mingled breaths and the slick sounds of her arousal. Dawn felt like she was going to shatter into a million pieces. She could see the doctor's hand moving faster and faster, and she knew he was feeling how wet she was for him. The tension grew, her body coiling tighter and tighter until she couldn't take it anymore.

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing as she cried out. The doctor and her daddy both watched her, their expressions a mix of fascination and desire. And as the last waves of pleasure receded, she knew that she had just crossed a line that could never be uncrossed. But she didn't care. All she could think about was how good it felt, and how much she wanted more.

Dawn's pussy was a delicate pink, glistening with her arousal. Dr. Patten's finger slipped out of her with a wet pop, and she watched as he brought it to his lips. "Mm," he murmured, "so sweet." Her daddy's eyes darkened, and he leaned in, his tongue darting out to lick her juices from the doctor's finger. "May we taste you?" he asked, his voice a deep, seductive rumble.

Her breath hitched, and she nodded, the thrill of their shared desire making her even wetter. Dr. Patten stepped aside, allowing Daddy to take his place between her legs. He spread her pussy lips with his thumbs, exposing her clit and the entrance to her tight hole. He took a deep breath, his nose nuzzling against her sensitive flesh before he leaned in and took a tentative lick. She moaned, the sensation sending another shock wave through her body.

The doctor watched with rapt attention, stroking his own cock through his pants. "She's beautiful," he murmured, his voice filled with awe. "Just amazing."

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