Chapter 2

My relationship with my daughter has become like this, but I didn’t mean to do it.But looking back now, it is probably inevitable that this situation will develop to this point.

Since I saved her on the roadside that time, my daughter has shown an unusual attachment to me. Before she became my daughter, she has already liked to contact me very much. Basically, she is in the same room, either in my arms or on my back. At the beginning, when she was very young, she liked to hug my legs as my leg pendant, which is the kind of legs that were folded on my legs, and her arms were wrapped around my waist, and then slowly slid to the ground as I walked, and then she hugged my legs and giggled.

It was not until she grew taller and when she climbed me, her hair was pressing against my crunching nest.

After knowing her family background, I always thought that her intimacy with me was because she lacked fatherly love and sought alternatives.

So when she first proposed to let me be his father, I was surprised, but I was not surprised, and I could even take it for granted.

I know that her mother and my current wife actually have the same idea. When we come together, our relationship is second. Our common love for the little guy is the primary reason why we are closer.

So, I have been working hard to be a good dad.

Just one month after she suggested that she wanted me to be her father, at the school parent meeting, she asked me to attend as her father.

When the teacher praised her full score, the pride in my heart was never felt before.

After the meeting, a group of parents came over to ask about my children's educational experience. I finally could say something from Versailles. I didn't urge her to study much, mainly because of the children's efforts themselves (although it is indeed the truth).

After getting married, or after I officially became her father, my daughter's attachment to me reached a new stage. Can you imagine how I felt when I woke up the next morning of the wedding and found my daughter sleeping among us, holding one of my arms and sleeping soundly?

Really, my morning erection was so scared that I shrunk back.

I was 120,000 sure that I would lock the door when the door was closed at night. God knew how my daughter came in. Until my wife woke up, she looked helpless and told me that my daughter had learned the legendary lock-opening technology from somewhere. If she wanted to close her, she probably had to rely on the bank vault door.

Oh my God, this girl is so scary, she is only X years old!

What kind of monster is my daughter Ah!

My complicated mood continued until my daughter reached out to rub her face, opened her eyes and saw me, and showed me the clearest and bright smile I had ever seen.

All kinds of thoughts in my heart were swept away by this smile, leaving only helplessness. However, after getting up, when I was taking care of my daughter's hair, I still said: Marshmallow is a big girl, it's time to sleep by yourself, don't always sleep with my parents.

Don't want it!My daughter stretched out her tone and shook her head hard. The newly tied ponytail repeatedly thrust on my face, thumping my face with a loud bang.

I gently pinched my braid, Tangtang was not good, how did I promised my father at the beginning?

Although we are in love with our wife, since our daughter is more anxious than us about getting married, we also took the opportunity to make her agree to a lot of unequal treaties.

My daughter turned around from my arms and stood up, holding my hands with both hands, pressing her feet against my feet, and doing simple and harmonious movements on the left and right. No, no, no, no, no, no!

I lowered my face slightly: Tangtang is obedient... Before I finished speaking, my wife pushed me: Don't scare the child.

As he said that, he pulled the little girl aside. The two of them whispered for a while, and looked up at me from time to time. After a while, my daughter came over unwillingly, and her little mouth was so pouted that she could hang an oil bottle.

As a result, I knew it with a lot of laughter when I asked. My wife and daughter reached an agreement that two days a week could take my own money, and my daughter was very unhappy about it.

The next night, it was my daughter's turn to take a shower, but my wife pushed me into the bathroom because as an exclusive exchange of my sleep time at night, my wife had to hand over the power to bathe my daughter.

Well……

I don't know what to say.

Of course there is nothing erotic about taking a bath. I'm not a pervert.

However, my daughter seemed very happy to take her bath and cooperated very well throughout the whole process, except that sometimes she moved her pants soaked.

This made the wife, who was already used to her daughter's mischievousness while taking a shower, and she began to knead her daughter's face with a taste of food.

The mother and daughter developed from a face-pinning battle to a pillow battle. I looked at it happily with the mentality of a kind old father. I am a very easy-to-satisfied person. I have a stable job, a wife who loves me, and is attached to me. What else do I want?

A peaceful and warm life always passes quickly. After two years of marriage, we sold our original apartment and bought a two-story and half-duplex villa of more than 200 square meters in a newly opened villa area.

The three of them always feel a little empty when they live in such a large space, but the four elders on both sides rejected the request to live with us.

My daughter is very happy. Now she has a computer room and a doll room.

But generally, she will hold the doll only when I am not at home; as long as I am at home, she will either hold me or sit on me and hold the doll.

Things change started in this year, on an autumn night.

I was holding my wife and was struggling to sprint, but suddenly I had an idea: Wife...you said...we...have a child...ok?

Well... um...husband... why... suddenly remembered... this?……Um……

Hu... Look... the house is so empty now... Tangtang... should... want... Hu... brother or sister too.

Well... um... Tangtang... won't like... Ah... Ah... She... so... sticky... you... Although my wife said that, I obviously felt that she was even more moved and made me tighter.

I also felt unbearable, so I thrust hard a few times, pressed against the depths of her vagina, and ejaculated hard.

However, my wife is not in the dangerous period now, so it doesn’t make much sense.

I patted my wife, who was still gasping for a lot of breathing, and went to wash quickly, otherwise my daughter would come in again.

Well, although I claim to be my wife and I have the exclusive possession of me, my daughter can't be locked up. Basically, she will still appear among us in the morning, and I have given up after a few years.

Huh... Huh... Wait... Huh... Huh... My wife's sticky tone made me feel a little angry. I slapped her ass, I got up, do you want my daughter to see it?

Woo, what's the relationship...it's going to happen... my wife is still half-squinted. The relationship between parents...is good, she will only... be happy.

I pulled a few pieces of paper and placed it under her body, gently pressed her lower abdomen, and I heard a soft voice, and the semen mixed with love juice flowed out of her vagina, letting my daughter see you like this?

Anyway, she is not... she hasn't seen it before.The wife muttered in a low voice.

I was a little embarrassed. If my daughter slept in her room, she would definitely walk into our room when she woke up in the middle of the night. There was no difference between the door and whether it was locked or not, and she even did all this without even consciousness.

Once I went to take a shower afterwards, but when I came back, I found that the door was locked by my wife. I was helpless, but I saw my daughter coming out of the next room and walking towards the toilet like I saw me. After a while, I walked out of the toilet again, ignored my existence, and opened the door with a brief touch at the door. I followed her into the door, watching her skillfully crawl into the quilt with a black look on her face, revealing a head, and then stretched out her hand to grab it when I was supposed to be...

Grasp……

Grasp…….

The movements became slower and slower. She seemed to be a little awake. She raised her head and looked around. When she saw me, she showed a peaceful smile. Her head sank and she fell asleep...

Come on...

It's...

The next day when I got up, I asked my daughter about the middle of the night, and she said she didn't know anything.

Let’s get back to the topic. Since my daughter will automatically run to our room when she gets up at night every day, she will always encounter situations where we do it late and she gets up early.

The first time I encountered this situation was around the Chinese New Year of the second year of marriage, my wife and I didn’t open the second time. Suddenly, we heard a click, the door was opened, and then a small body drilled into the quilt and tried to drill into the middle of us.

My cock was so scared that my wife softened her penis, but she didn't know if it was nervous or excited. Her vagina contracted violently and twitched, and she forced me to get hard again, so she ejaculated. We separated and gasped violently. My daughter finally got into the middle of us as she wished, and fell asleep sweetly with one of my arms.

This kind of thing happened several times after that, and it was the same today. We were dealing with it afterwards, so she broke in directly.

As the number of times is too many, although I am always a little embarrassed, my wife is used to it. Moreover, I found that my wife is very sensitive in this matter. Sometimes the door is not closed properly, and the clicking sound caused by the wind blowing on the door can make her reach a small climax. Sometimes when having sex, I deliberately say something that my daughter comes in, and my daughter is watching from the side. This way to stimulate her, and she can make her excited every time. Her blushing face, covering her mouth and shaking her head desperately, and she tries to clamp and suck her down because of the orgasm. She is really unhappy to watch it.

I picked up my wife horizontally and carried it into the bathroom. After finally washing it, we returned to the room and sure enough, we saw our daughter sleeping on our bed, ignoring the lustful breath of the room and sleeping soundly.

My wife and I looked at each other, smiled helplessly, and got into the quilt from both sides. My daughter immediately hugged my arm reflexively and continued to fall asleep. My wife and I fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, I felt the continuous pleasure in my sleep, and was awakened from the dream by the feeling of ejaculation. When I lifted the quilt, I couldn't help but feel my head wide.

It turned out that my daughter moved to the top of me in her sleep, and her lower body reached into my boxer shorts. Her legs stretched out from the legs of her shorts. Her small belly and chest just wrapped around my morning erection penis for reciprocating movements.

The perception of time in the dream is vague, and I don’t know how long she has been grinding me. In short, I am now making her chest to her stomach, and my chest and stomach sticky.

My heart was irritated. After a while, I remembered to get the paper. At least I wiped off the semen from our bodies first. However, it was probably because it was exposed to it for too long. As soon as I moved, my daughter's body began to move. At this time, my mind was confused and I made a self-deception. I lay down and pretended that I was still sleeping.

Well, my daughter woke up and must be rubbing her eyes.

Then I move for sure, I should feel that my body is sticky, right?

What would she do?

At least don't scream.

After a while, my daughter got up and got out of me.

Maybe I'm going to get the paper?

But I didn't hear the sound of pulling paper.

After a while, I felt a tender feeling rubbing against my chest. My daughter was scraping the semen from my chest with her fingers.

What is she doing?

I feel curious, and I feel something is strange.

So my eyes secretly opened a crack, and what I saw in my eyes was like a heavy hammer hitting my three views: my daughter was putting her fingers into her mouth, and there was transparent mucus on it.

My daughter squinted her eyes, and her face showed an intoxicated expression, and her fingers continued to reach towards my chest.

I had lost the ability to think. Even though my daughter fell back to my chest with satisfaction, stretched out her tongue to lick the part of the semen that had been stained with her chest, I was still stuck in a hunch, unable to move, dared not move, and did not want to move.

I was always absent-minded during the next day of work. Fortunately, our office was still relatively idle when we didn’t get new orders or other things to change production capacity.

At this time, I vaguely realized that my relationship with my daughter had reached a key point. No matter how I choose, my relationship with my daughter will usher in a change that will never be reversed.

However, when I was reluctant to leave my wife and daughter, and my daughter could not be restricted by any door lock, how many choices could I have?

But the seriousness of the matter was not realized until after get off work in the afternoon and when I was playing games with my daughter.

My daughter was still sitting in my arms and screaming as usual, but compared to the past, my lower body began to feel a little excited that day.

I am too close in my daily life and I am used to many things and ignore them. Now from another perspective, my daughter's changes are still very obvious. My daughter, who is already 1X years old, can be considered graceful and graceful. Her chest is slightly bulging, and the baby fat on her face gradually disappears. Her original cuteness begins to turn into a beautiful and sweet.

She has no hair on her lower body and under her armpits. She should be like her mother in the future...

Dad, you're pushing me!

My daughter screamed and called me, and then I came to my senses. I was embarrassed to find that my thoughts had just turned my head and my penis was completely erect. I pressed my daughter's little butt. When my daughter felt uncomfortable, she simply sat back and pressed my penis completely under her body.

But in this way, the position where the glans reaches is a bit subtle. Even though I have several layers of fabric, I can still feel the tenderness of somewhere.

I turned my head to look at my daughter, and I saw that her face was flushed, her mouth was half open, and she was slightly breathing...

I couldn't think about it anymore. I picked up my daughter and didn't dare to look at her face. Dad is not good, Dad goes to wash it first.As he said that, he ran to the bathroom as well.

That night, I was discussing with my wife in the quilt, "Wife, do you think Tangtang is too sticky to me?"

My wife rolled my eyes, and you only realized Ah?I've said it a long time ago, that girl wishes she could stick you and her with super glue.

Isn't this because she was still young at that time? She is also a big girl now. It's not a big deal to stick to me like this.

What do you want to do?Keep a distance from her?My wife said angrily, "Ah first, don't make the child cry!"He also said that I am the mother who spoils her daughter the most unprincipled is you?

As she said, my attempt to distance myself from my daughter was successfully cracked by my daughter's attempt to cry, make a fuss, and act spoiled.

As a result, nothing changed, and my daughter was either in my arms or on my back.

However, the girl who was about the same as a small schoolbag on my back has now become a large pendant that can only be lost by hooking her legs on my waist. Only those who do our jobs not only require a good brain, but also a good body so that I can support her weight without the embarrassment of how many floors a bag of rice has to carry.

In the next period of time, there were more and more cases of my daughter breaking in when we were married and we were living together.

My wife fainted several times because of this, but I was in a bit complicated. Several of the times my daughter was obviously not in her usual sleep unconscious state. When I cleaned up my wife afterwards, my light swept her to stare at my cock, and once she licked her mouth inadvertently.

Things went further in the spring of the following year, the usual couple’s nightlife day. On that day, I was very busy with work and lacked physical strength, but my wife was extremely excited for some reason. Even if my daughter came, she dragged me to do it again.

After my daughter came in, she didn't try to get into the middle of us, but held me from behind, and I felt her hand reaching under her on my back.

"The daughter is masturbating!』

This idea made me feel inappropriate on the one hand and excited on the other hand.

My wife had already cummed to faint. I tried to sprint for a while and ejaculated. Before I could clean up, I fell asleep because of my excessive fatigue.

The next morning, I woke up in a deep sleep, and felt like my bones were falling apart and it was so sore. I couldn't let my wife ask for it like this next time, otherwise I would die in her stomach sooner or later.

My daughter is still among us, sleeping soundly with her arms around me.

My thoughts gradually regained their tide. No, we didn't clean it last night. I half sat up. I originally planned to gently pull out my arms to clean it, but I found that my lower body did not feel sticky when I finished cleaning it, or the feeling of sticky sticky after the quilt was solidified. I lifted the quilt and saw that my lower body was clean and I was wearing my clean underwear well. I then lifted the quilt on my wife's side, which was the same.

Who cleaned it up?

I slept so hard that it was definitely not me.

Wife?

It's impossible. I usually have to drag her to clean it. Sometimes when I can't drag her, she just cleaned it up when I take a shower the next morning.

daughter?

If it weren't for my wife's sex or if I got up in the middle of the night, it would probably be her.

No, no, I looked at the crystal saliva flowing from the corner of my daughter's mouth, and a bad premonition surged in my heart.

I reached out my hand, scraped off the still-slimming saliva, put it under my nose and smelled it. The familiar smell came from my wife's lower body.

I wanted to confirm further, leaned down and put my nose to her mouth.

At this time, my constant movements woke my daughter up. She opened her eyes and thought I was going to play the game of nose-pushing with her, so she kept pushing her nose against my nose with her little nose and giggled.

As soon as she opened her mouth, my semen mixed with the smell of my wife's love juice floated into my nose. To be honest, the smell was quite flirtatious when having sex, and after sex, I felt it smelled fishy.

With such a strong smell, I am afraid that she would drink everything I ejaculated in my wife's vagina yesterday.

I don't know what to do, so I can only take the usual method: pretend not to know.

AhAh, escaping is shameful, but effective.

For the next period of time, I was very careful every time I had sex and never exhausted myself.

It was the same when I went to bed, and I was somewhat attentive. After two times when I went to bed, my daughter rubbed my penis intentionally or unintentionally. I woke up in time, at least I didn’t ejaculate again.

It was also during this period that I started to eat Liuwei Dihuang Pills and soaked wolfberry ginseng tea.

Perhaps deep down in my heart, I also have some premonition and expectation for the complete change in our father-daughter relationship.

Spring is coming and summer comes, and my daughter has no ambition to do things. Last summer I gave up learning ballet for a while and today I started to re-mentioned old things. I originally disagreed, but my wife still signed her up for a tutoring class. Now after class every day, I drive my daughter to the tutoring class to see her undergo an hour of training, and then take her home. After finishing her homework, she has to eat. Now she relies on my time to play games until after dinner.

When playing the game, my daughter was still the same as before, whirling in my arms, rubbing against my erect penis. Now this contact is our silent tacit understanding.

The parenting books I read before mentioned that when adolescent girls are not allowed to regard sex as a disaster. Many girls are deceived by bad youth in society for this reason.

If my daughter really encounters such a thing, both me and my wife will be crazy.

So I agreed to such sexual contact with my daughter, just to relieve her sexual curiosity...

That's probably true.

However, this also caused a side effect: now our couple's living time has become one to five days a week. There is no way, and the desire aroused by their daughter can only be borne by her mother.

That night, as usual, my daughter sat in my arms, and my penis was pressed under her, rubbing slightly. The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and we were wearing less and less. Our interval ranged from 6 pieces to 4 pieces. Now, there were only my beach pants, my daughter's white hip-pack stockings and underwear.

Speaking of stockings, they are the kind that my daughter wore when she practices ballet. The stockings she sent in last year's training class were pink, and my daughter didn't like them much. She basically didn't wear them except for training. The stockings she sent this year were white, and she basically didn't take them off except for taking a shower and sleeping.

Of course, there may be one reason that the feeling of stockings rubbing against me is really good. The first time my daughter rubbed against me in stockings, my penis was pulsing violently. I endured it and didn't ejaculate on my daughter.

My daughter should have noticed it too. After that, even if she takes off her while taking a shower and having dinner, she will definitely wear it while playing games with me.

Dad~, your blind monk is so amazing.

At the end of the game, her daughter took the opportunity to rub her back and forth on her cock, and the pleasure made her squint her eyes.

I have to say that after more than half a year of exercise, my daughter and I have greatly enhanced our patience with sexual matters. This level of contact basically does not affect our normal conversation, playing games and watching games.

Generally, the third in the world.Wave your hand and click to make another round.My wife is watching Korean dramas upstairs, and I will not comment on this.

The match was successful quickly. When I entered the selection interface, I was flipping through my hero pool when I suddenly felt a little hand reaching into my beach pants and about to pull out my penis.

I quickly put down my mouse, held my daughter's little hand, and whispered, Tangtang, what are you doing?

But the edge is hard and uncomfortable.

My daughter is talking about the trouser seams in the middle of men's beach pants (the kind with holes). Because the two layers of cloth are stacked, they are thick and hard, not only she is uncomfortable, but I am not comfortable.

Ah, Dad, choose someone soon!My daughter suddenly pointed to the screen and shouted. I looked up and saw that the other people were locked. Now I was waiting for me. Someone was already typing. Number 4 is about to choose.

I quickly chose Zhao Xin as a jungler, but lost the obstacle. My daughter successfully pulled out my penis, and her glans pressed directly between my daughter's legs through the stockings. Both of us breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, junglers have trouble-free and trouble-free styles. Many people like to fight, run away, run back, and fight again. But in fact, this is done to block the big monster's attack before shaking. As long as you run out of the big monster's attack range before raising your hand, the big monster can only put down your hands to chase you. However, this distance is difficult to grasp. If it is not accurate, it will not only interrupt the big monster's attack, but also affect your attack efficiency.

Zhao Xin has knocked off the attack, and it is to directly interrupt the attack and get dizzy. Even if it is not controlled, it can greatly reduce the number of attacks you receive.

Having said so much, it just shows that my energy is no longer mainly about dealing with the enemy's attacks, and dealing with my daughter's attacks is the most important thing.

My daughter leaned in my arms, wearing the same white silk gloves, her hands wrapped around my waist, and her stockings legs kept rubbing against my legs, making a slight rustling sound, and her lower body kept thrusting back and forth. Generally speaking, this is what is commonly called a plain thigh.

My daughter raised her head, rubbing her little face against my side face that had just grown a little stubble, and her breathing was slightly rapid.

I turned my face and rubbed my daughter's forehead with my cheekbones. These were originally actions that our father and daughter showed intimacy, but now I did it, but it made people feel a little lewd.

My favorite Zhao Xin should have gone to catch a wave, but his health is not very healthy, so he had to send the toad away and return to the city after he was left with a residual blood.

dad!My daughter murmured, the water in her eyes seemed to be overflowing, and her lower body kept going back and forth. I didn't say anything, but just put down my left hand and tightened my daughter into my arms.

Her daughter's face was already covered with red tide, and she was breathing heavily, and she was breathing like an orchid.

I was about to take on a team battle, so I suppressed the strange feeling in my lower body and heart, focused my energy on the game, started QE, and Morgana blocked the opponent's control with me, turned back an R, swept away the hand of the primary school student who walked to me, and then took the third knockout, cooperated with my teammates to kill the main output point Leflan, the prince jumped to force out three flashes on the opposite side, and the blind man who had no flash was too late, Tian Yinbo wiped his teammate's flash, and he could only R back. I decisively flashed AWAEA, successfully left the blind man, and the prince who caught up took the head away.

A perfect 0 for 2. Except for me who is the main attacker, everyone else's Blood Blue is even very healthy. I took a breath, retreated into the grass and pressed back to the city.

I relaxed my spirits, and the feeling of forcing my lower body to press down before became particularly strong. My daughter lay on the table with her arms around her and watched me operate. Her lower body still did not forget to slide back and forth. Through her stockings and underwear, she repeatedly rubbed the gap of her daughter's vagina above her penis. In addition to the warmth, she gradually felt a sense of wetness.

My daughter is in heat in me!

This perception made me even more excited. My penis jumped, and my daughter couldn't help but make a um sound from her nose.

I remained silent and forced myself to maintain my rationality. At least, I could not take the initiative to attack my daughter.

Perhaps such passive behavior seems a bit scumbag, but I have no choice unless I am determined to give up everything, give up my parents, give up my wife and daughter, give up friends, give up my job, give up my life and go far away.

Otherwise, I can't refuse my daughter, even if she has made all kinds of courtships that she has made explicit and implied these days.

The game continues, and I try to distract myself through the battle.

My daughter was lying on the table, her head buried in her arms, her shoulders occasionally thrust, and sometimes she made a whine. She didn't watch her lower body go back and forth more and more intensely, but she thought she was crying.

The Dragon Kill Battle was won, two for five, the draw dragon was won, and the Wind Dragon Soul was won.

With this big advantage, my mood became more and more exciting, and the stimulation my daughter gave me became more and more intense.

Shuihen had already wet a large piece of it on her stockings, not only her love juice, but also my first juice.

Through two layers of fabric, she had already started to directly hit my glans with the mouth of her vagina.

The opponent's surrender vote appeared in the lower right corner of the screen, and the 4 green votes were quickly passed. I was still chasing the Noshou who caused me a lot of trouble in the early stage, and I won directly.

I put down my mouse and leaned back, ready to take a breath, but it was this time that my posture changed, and my daughter actually pushed her penis upwards, and under this push, her body trembled violently, and her two white silk-wrapped thighs were tightly closed, clamping my penis in the middle, and trembling constantly.

She stuffed her clothes into her mouth and bit her tightly, leaning back, and she collapsed on me.

The glans quickly felt more dampness and heat, and this stimulation also completely collapsed the defense line I had worked hard on. The glans was beating violently, and streams of white liquid gushed out against stockings and underwear. The force was so strong that it was probably enough to pass through the defense line of two layers of fabric. Fortunately, my daughter had not yet come for her first menstruation.

After spraying for about seven or eight times, my daughter's lower body was in a mess, and the smell of semen spread in the air.

After orgasm, the daughter collapsed and her body seemed even lighter.

I put it down, opened the window to ventilate and relieve the smell, then took a few pieces of paper, and prepared to wipe my daughter first...

The daughter was leaning down and licking the semen on her stockings...

My movements froze, but my heart was roaring silently: Daughter, don’t you hide it now?Is the flexibility you have developed when learning ballet here?

My daughter murmured: Dad's taste...I like...