I am 28 years old and have been married for three years. My wife is a single mother, 31 years old, and my ex-husband's daughter is 1X years old.
Speaking of our marriage, it is really a wonderful story.
The wife's ex-husband died shortly after getting married. The little girl was a posthumous son. The wife gave birth to her daughter due to criticism from her parents and relatives. The in-laws who prefer boys over girls ignored her and ignored her when they saw her having a daughter. The wife raised her daughter alone, and the mother and daughter have always depended on each other.
That was almost 5 years ago. I was about to go to the bookstore to buy books that day, a little girl was walking beside me. As a child, she liked to play. She saw her tiptoe and swaying left and right on the sidewalk that was higher than the non-motorized vehicle lane. As I walked, I took my aunt to smile and watched her play.
Suddenly, the little girl staggered and fell outward. This was not the most dangerous. Not far ahead was an electric car driving towards her. The speed was very fast. Judging from the driver's appearance, he was already trying his best to brake, but it was probably too late.
I didn't think much about it, and I took one of the little girl's hands with a big strode forward, half turned around, and protected the little girl in my arms.
I felt a surge of force coming from my back, and I staggered half a step, my knee hitting the road stem, and it hurts so much.
The electric car saw no major accident, so it drove away as if it was running at full speed.
I let go of the little girl in my arms, sat on the road stalk, lifted up my trouser legs and saw that my knees were swollen.
The girl's mother also rushed over and hugged her daughter and looked left and right.
There were sparse applause sounding around, and the girl's mother also pulled her and came over to thank me for her.
Although I didn't think it was a big deal, they dragged me to the hospital for examination and called a taxi to take me home. What's amazing is that they actually lived in the same community as me, but their house was rented.
After the initial shock, the little girl kept sticking to me. If it weren't for her mother's insistence on holding her one hand, she would have wished she could walk with both hands holding my thighs, which would make her mother feel a little savory.
And this is just the beginning of it all.
The next evening, I finished working from home. Just when I turned off Wrd and opened League of Legends, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.
I opened the door with my injured leg. Outside the door was a girl wearing a white dress and a small schoolbag on her back. When I saw me, I cheered and hugged my uninjured leg and wanted to climb up.
I quickly let the little girl in. I originally wanted to entertain her for some snacks, but when the little girl saw the LOL on the computer, her eyes lit up instantly, and she insisted on watching me play games.
I couldn't resist her. As soon as I sat on the stool to prepare for the start, the little girl climbed onto me, sat on me and pointed at the person loading the interface and asked questions.
When playing games, the little girl was even more excited than me. She sat on me and screamed, her little body twisting in my arms.
Of course, I am not a pervert and I didn’t have any thoughts about her, but my fragrant and soft little body really makes people feel very comfortable. I suddenly understand why so many people like to raise cats.
It was not until dinner that the little girl's mother came over. When the little girl was dragged away, she looked reluctant to leave. I don't know if she was reluctant to leave me or play.
From then on, this became the norm. The little girl came to my house on time every day. She liked to watch me play games the most, but she had no objection to watching TV and eating snacks as long as she could climb on me.
When my legs were almost done, I simply gave her a key to my house. She just graduated from XX Park and was about to go to X school, so she simply stayed at my house all day.
The little girl's mother was also helpless. She could drag the little girl back in the first few days. After about a week, she started to invite me to their house for dinner before she could take the little girl back. As a result, in just two days, the little girl saw me dragging her injured leg and having a big fight with her mother. She had no choice but to bring vegetables to my house to make. Her skills were quite good, so I had a good taste.
After the meal, the little girl had to get tired of me for a while and then go home after finishing her homework. Her mother ate more than once and said that the little girl was the one who took me as the only bed in her home.
To be honest, she is actually almost the same as having to accompany her daughter throughout the whole process.
About half a year later, one day, I was still playing a game. During the intervals between two games, the little girl suddenly said to me: Uncle, do you think my mother is good?
I didn't understand: Of course your mother is a good mother, and she has poured all her efforts into you.
Oh, uncle is a fool, the little girl is angry: I mean, does uncle like my mother?
I couldn't help feeling embarrassed. To be fair, although the little girl's mother is 3 years older than me, she is pretty, versatile, gentle, and has strong work ability. She has no choice but to do anything to her daughter. She is simply a perfect woman.
Because of the little girl, I have been busy with me recently, and it is impossible for me not to be attracted by her.
But how can I say such a thing in front of her daughter?
I coughed and kept myself calm. Little Marshmallow, how did I think of this?
Marshmallow is my nickname for her. Because I like to wear white clothes, I am fragrant and soft, and there is also the word sugar in my name, so I just call her that, and she likes it very much.
But her mother once sneered and said, "Look at your strength to stick to your uncle, what kind of marshmallow Ah, and kraft candy are almost the same."
She was so angry that she didn't talk to her mother for several days.
The little girl blushed in my arms and buried her head in my chest. I want my uncle to be my father.
Just as I wasn't sure how to answer, a new game began. The little girl's attention instantly changed and she began to force my EZ to buy Doran Shield. This matter was finally fooled.
However, the little girl did not forget about this. At dinner that night, the little girl acted coquettishly and told her mother that she wanted a father, and her eyes were still looking at me, which made us both very embarrassed.
After dinner, her mother dragged her back to her home as if she was running away.
Once the window paper was broken, the development of things began to accelerate, and our communication gradually became closer. We went shopping together and watched the movie together. This time it was the little girl's turn to be jealous of her mother.
Although my parents complained about me bringing back a woman who was still carrying a second marriage, the little girl acted coquettishly and grandparents shouted, and the two old men were so happy that they couldn't see each other and disappeared without any objection.
Her parents were even more dissatisfied with me. The prospective father-in-law was quite satisfied with me. After a few glasses of wine, he began to complain to me, but in the end he was dragged away by his mother-in-law.
As for the little girl’s real grandparents…
According to the little girl herself, I have never seen her before.
After the first month of the year, with the perseverance of the little girl and I, she finally withdrew from the rent and moved into my house.
The person who was most happy about this was actually the little girl. I originally arranged for them to sleep in the second bedroom, but that night, she insisted on sleeping with me. She was worried about her daughter, but she couldn't help but her mother, so she was forced to lie down in the same bed with me. The little girl was sleeping soundly, and neither of us was well sleeping.
When I woke up the next day, the little girl changed the name of me to Dad, because my uncle and mom were both sleeping in the same bed, and the ones who slept together were dad, so the uncle is now dad.
this……
I can't explain the rules of the connotation and extension of the three syllogisms of the main premise and the small premise to the X-year-old child.
I tried to explain something, but the little girl changed her face instantly. Can't Little Marshmallow call her uncle and dad?Don’t you like little marshmallows?
Looking at her tearful little face, I sighed and could only accept it.
The little girl burst into tears and laughed again, and her dad kept screaming.
With the powerful adhesive like Xiaoyaotou and living under the same roof, my mother and I have increased rapidly. On Valentine's Day, February 14, a three-person candlelight dinner was originally for two people, but when the little girl was involved, I took out a jade bracelet and proposed to his mother.
The reason why we don’t use diamond rings is that one of us is a heavy engineering equipment, diamonds, etc., and we use some graphite to press it into a high-pressure machine. It takes a few carats and carats to put it in a few carats; the other one is an economics person. The diamond consumption trap is a must-learn course every year, and we have experienced the warmth and warmth of human nature. We don’t plan to collect IQ tax on Delbys.
The proposal was natural and success. Neither side planned to have a big fuck. After a month, on White Valentine's Day, March 14, we got married in a low-key manner. We only opened a dozen tables, and there was no big fucking or making wedding chambers. The only thing worth mentioning is that little girl, no, it's time to call my daughter now. My daughter stood next to my wife throughout the journey, acting as a prime minister, a flower girl, and also drove away one of my distant cousins.
As time goes by, a few years pass in the blink of an eye, we moved from the apartment to a small villa with a single family, and lived a peaceful and happy life, but in this happiness, there are some things that are not worthy of being told to outsiders...
Change.
Just after dinner that night, I leaned on the sofa, took out my phone and was about to have a game of kingdom. My daughter crawled into my arms along my legs. Today, she was wearing a white dress. When she twisted, half of the small skirt was lifted up, revealing her thighs wearing children's white stockings. Her little butt wrapped in white silk was grinding between my thighs. I couldn't help but react.
Husband, I said Ah, if you spoil Tangtang so much, don’t blame me Ah if you can’t control her in the future.My wife cleaned up the dishes and looked a little delicious.
Lem, my daughter made a face: Mom, you talk too much, so why do I like to sit in my father's arms?If you don’t accept it, you will bite me, bite me.
My wife curled her lips: Stinky girl, I like to stick to your dad. When I married your dad, I saw you happier than me.
Humph, my daughter is my father's little love person, hehe, dad, look, mom is jealous.My daughter swayed her legs on me and laughed proudly.
I said, husband, just spoil Tangtang. When the stinky girl grows up and gets married, there will be a day when you cry.
I won’t get married, I will spend my life with my father.My daughter hugged my neck coquettishly.
Just after pushing the other party's crystal, the whole process was smooth, and the economy suppressed the other party's head could not be raised.
I raised my head, smiled apologetically at my wife, and then lowered my head to pat my daughter: Good daughter, don’t make trouble, let my father win another game and you will be able to get gold.
Well, Dad plays games, I watch the game.
As he said that, my daughter drilled into my arms again, lying on my chest, her little head leaned against my shoulder, biting my ear and whispered: Dad, let's do it again later?
Don't make trouble, your mother is still there.I looked at my wife who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and I felt a little worried.
Humph, I don’t care about her!The daughter said angrily, and then muttered in a low voice, "It's not that she doesn't know."
Just then, the game was paired successfully, and the sound effect was a little loud. I didn't hear what she said clearly, so I asked casually: What are you saying?
No, nothing!My daughter was startled and quickly stretched out her head to see the selection of people on my phone. At this time, I was still hesitating whether to play assassin or sniffer, so my daughter helped me lock the character directly.
Dad, the game has begun. You are about to choose Ah. It’s too late. I’ll help you choose... Well, just this, the classmates in the class said that he has the highest output.
Looking at the character locked by my daughter, I was speechless for a moment: Damn!Houyi?Good daughter, you play with your dad Ah, no one to protect me, I play with Hammer Houyi.
Realizing that he had chosen the wrong person, the daughter stuck out her tongue: Dad, you will definitely win if you perform.
Although it is a match game, there are still reliable teammates. One teammate chose Zhuang Zhou as the supporter, and there is still a chance.
For Houyi's crisp skin, he still needs to develop steadily at the beginning. If there is no need to leave the tower, don't be greedy for the head and not be greedy for the sword. If you don't get caught and die, you will win.
My daughter watched me play for a while, but she didn't kill people or roam everywhere. She started to feel bored, and her little butt began to grind her Ah in my arms again. Soon my penis broke up and poked her little butt hard.
Dad... the cock is hard.My daughter whispered in my ear, and I held my face tense and manipulated Houyi to avoid Zhong Kui's hook opposite.
My daughter turned over, put her hands under her, pulled my pants apart, and pulled my cock out of her underwear. The fragrant and soft little hands made me so hard that I felt so hard.
Tangtang, no, your mother will come out immediately. Press back to the city, and I split my mind and tried to stop my daughter.
My daughter turned over again. This time she lifted the skirt behind her. My penis poked on her pussy through her underwear and white stockings. The soft touch made me even more excited. As I was rubbing, I obviously felt that the juice of the first step had already fainted on my daughter's stockings.
My daughter looked around the kitchen and said that her wife was still washing dishes, but she should have washed her hands after she was washing.
My daughter stretched her hand to her waist, took her hip-wrapped stockings down to the base of her legs, and then pushed her panties to one side, sat down, and swallowed my penis into her body.
Oh, two sighs sounded at the same time, the feeling of wetness, warmness and softness made my hands tremble, and my ultimate move was sent to the jungle area. There was a row of question marks on the screen, until a flash, hit the jungle monkey next to our jungle Li Bai.
The question mark instantly turned into an exclamation mark. Li Bai took away the head without hesitation and still had time to hit Houyi's magic shot.
But I quickly pressed back to the city. There was no way, my daughter began to get grinding in my arms. I had to slowly and adapt to it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to concentrate.
What are the father and daughter doing?
After wiping my hands, my wife returned to the living room, looked at the middle of our bodies, and let her daughter come out of my arms. Did I read it wrong? The smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be a little joking: It's about to celebrate her 1X birthday, and she still sticks to her dad like this. It's really a "cowhide candy".
snort!
Kraft candy is the daughter's reverse scale. She is usually furious when she says it, but now we are connected together, she can't pounce on her and ravage her mother. She can only talk. I just want to sit in my father's arms.
Even when talking to her mother, my daughter still didn't forget to twist her butt, grinding my cock like an iron rod.
Okay, stop playing, you haven’t done your homework yet, go upstairs to do your homework.
Homework or something, it's all right away.This is true, my daughter has always had excellent grades.My daughter looked at her mother, mom, let me watch my father play for a while.
The wife also looked at her daughter: Be good, listen to mother.
My daughter seemed to have made up her mind: I'll watch for a while, I'll sleep alone tonight and not disturb your nightlife. How about it?
This is a great sacrifice for my daughter. She is used to sleeping with us. She sleeps in her room for less than ten days a year. She often lets her sleep in her room. She will touch her in midnight and get into our quilt by herself. Sometimes our husband and wife's life is not over yet. Let's talk about this later. Now I think about this and my daughter's current wonderful relationship may be due to those reasons.
A small man is a big devil!My wife blushed, "You little girl, after watching this game, I went upstairs. You haven't written your homework yet."After saying that, he walked to the master bedroom upstairs, probably to watch a TV series.
Watching my wife go upstairs, my daughter seemed to be relieved. Dad, it’s rare for you to play, so just have fun, don’t waste this rare opportunity.
My daughter's word "play" was accented, and as she said it, her body began to move up and down.
Hiss, the sudden movement made me feel a stimulating when I started to get used to slowly grinding. My hand shook again, and the second skill was thrown into the grass behind me, and I clicked out the hidden Baili Shou.
Another row of exclamation marks, Baili Shouye, surrounded by four big men (?), disappeared in an instant. I felt a little embarrassed, and endured the excitement and said, slid my hand and sent it into text.
I also want our Daji to reply in seconds with such hand slides, which should be a language to change words.
My daughter was a little dissatisfied. She took a deep breath, supported my chest with both hands and raised her lower body, leaving only a glans at the hole, and then looked at my eyes and her body slowly sinks.
Dad~, your range is very long Ah~ The penis is gradually swallowed by the pussy, the glans has already hit the cervix, and about a quarter of it remains outside.
Fortunately, I pressed back to the city in advance, otherwise it would have been gone if I didn’t move for more than ten seconds.
My daughter paused for a while, and her body trembled slightly. She probably reached a small climax. She let out a heavy breath and continued to start up and down, but after a while, the movements began to slow down. It seemed that she was not physically strong. Dad~, move quickly~ Oh, don't always hang up Ah, move quickly~ otherwise the "system" will deduct points.
Get order!
After receiving the order, I began to thrust my lower body. My daughter was gasping violently, her little face flushed, and her watery eyes were about to drip. The white stockings had already faded to her ankles during this period of intense exercise, and her toes were stretched out for a while and curled up.
She put her fingers into her mouth, but she didn't bite them, but she was still breathing violently. At a young age, her sweet and cute face actually had a charm that surpassed adults.
I hurriedly ended the game. With the advantages accumulated by the previous two unexpected events, our development was perfect and we beat the other party's crystal in ten minutes.
After playing this game, I finally got into gold. I could put down my phone and concentrate on dealing with the little girl on me, but my daughter still screamed, as if we were still playing games.
Dad~, what big move are you doing...Ah, so cool cock!I pushed hard halfway through the words, and the words that followed changed.
Don't swear!My wife's voice came from the bedroom upstairs, but there was no slippers. It seemed that she didn't plan to see the actual situation. I breathed a sigh of relief and continued my work.
Dad, hurry up, go up and fuck her, yes, fuck her to death.
My daughter seemed to be about to climax again, so I speeded up my movements as I said. In fact, I was about to lose my mind and wanted to pull it out and cum outside, but my daughter seemed to notice my movements and sat down heavily.
Dad, the opposite... can't do it anymore, you can zoom in quickly... the ultimate move, the damage overflows.
I growled and cumed!
Semen ejaculated into my daughter's pussy, and her pussy contracted violently, and the sound became sharp due to the climax, just covering my voice, right?
My breathing gradually calmed down, and my cock was still stuck in my daughter's vagina. The soft flesh on the hole wall loosened and tightly wrapped it with my breathing. The mixture of semen and vaginal fluid slowly flowed out along the cock and flowed onto my pants.
My daughter once again supported my body and raised her lower body. With a pop, the penis was pulled out of her vagina and bounced back and forth twice, with a smooth and smooth surface.
The daughter's pussy replied again, but the mixture of semen and vaginal fluid was still continuously squeezed out from the hole, and the lewd breath of semen and vaginal fluid rippled in the room.
My daughter pulled a pile of paper and wiped her lower body slightly. She bent down and took off my trousers and underwear to her knees. Then she took off her stockings, took off her underwear, and put the stockings on her thighs. Then she took off her dress and hugged me. Her flushed and unfading little face leaned on her shoulders and whispered in my ear: The assassin opposite is dressed so sexy, Dad, do you want to fuck her?
I couldn't bear it, so I pressed my daughter down on the sofa, thrust my lower body, and my penis buried deep in my daughter's pussy again. My daughter shouted to encourage me: Dad, the lower lane is empty, hurry up!
I fucked her openly and closedly. As my daughter's cervix kept hitting, it seemed that there were signs of loosening. My daughter seemed to have noticed something and shouted loudly: Fuck the crystal on the opposite side, hit Huanglong, and fuck them to death!!!
At this moment, the glans broke through the cervix and penetrated into the uterus. My daughter gritted her teeth and breathed in pain. I knew the pain of opening the uterus and didn't dare to thrust. So I kissed her little mouth lightly, and my hands penetrated into her underwear, caressing the buds that had just seen it.
After a while, my daughter's pain gradually eased and began to urge me to move: Dad, don't always be in the middle lane, the bottom lane is so empty, you go to the bottom lane Ah.
I dare not twitch vigorously. The girl's uterus is too delicate. If you are not careful, it will be the consequence of life infertility and the cost is too heavy. Especially under me, the daughter I love deeply is still under me.
I just thrust in and out, and when I moved forward, my glans gently pressed against the uterine wall, and when I moved backward, my glans' flesh edges squeezed the cervix, bringing pleasure to my daughter.
Perhaps the pleasure of the uterus is too intense for the girl. Even if it is just a light and shallow twitch, the daughter still screams loudly, and she is full of words: Fuck her to death and fuck her hard and then come up and come back to cheer. It's great to push up and cannot retreat...
At this time, my wife's voice came from the master bedroom upstairs: Girl, urge your dad to stop playing, you still have homework to do, and if you don't finish it quickly, you won't be able to go to bed on time.
I was shocked and looked at the clock. It was almost 8 o'clock. Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed. Let alone one game, there was enough time for three games.
I'm almost here...Ah No, it's almost over, Dad's game is over soon.
My daughter's voice adjusted very quickly. At first, she replied subconsciously with moaning. After reacting, she immediately became a basically normal answer, but it still sounded like a slight tremolo.
After saying that, my daughter's legs wearing stockings hooked my back: Dad, the game is about to end Ah, hurry up Ah, right, fuck the opponent to death.
Don’t worry about tower one or two. Just do the tower three, use force to kill the opponent.
I resisted the desire to fuck my daughter's uterus and tried hard to pull the penis out of the uterus. The cervix was closed again. Although my daughter felt a little lost, I could not risk her being unable to get pregnant for life.
Back to the vagina, I continued to fuck me with a big opening and closing, and began to have the intention of ejaculation. After thrusting a few more times, the glans began to swell. I poked hard, and the front end of the glans broke through the cervix again and ejaculated into her uterus.
My daughter was shot violently and her body trembled violently, biting her shoulder, and then I felt a stream of water spraying on my stomach.
I was shocked, squirt?
I didn't expect that my daughter was able to squirt at a young age.
The glans pulsed for more than ten times before it stopped ejaculation. It took me a longer time to recover from my eyes, Venus' ears roared, and my eyes were roaring. It took me more than a minute. When I came to my senses, my penis had softened a little and exited my cervix.
And the daughter is still in a semi-coma, or in the afterglow of orgasm.
I pulled out my penis, my daughter's pussy was half open, with vaginal fluid and urine sprayed during squirting, but the semen didn't flow out at all, probably locked in the uterus.
I stood up, pulled several pieces of paper to wipe our lower bodies, put on my pants, pulled up the chain, and corrected my daughter's shirts that were twisted into a twisted shirt after several orgasms. I walked to the window and opened the window to try to scatter the strong and lewd breath in the living room.
The breeze outside the window finally woke up my daughter. Her face was still flushed. She looked at me and said softly: Daddy, you have all the "crystals" broken by you.
I scraped her little nose and poured her a glass of warm water.Then I took a shower with her. Of course, it was a normal shower. She was no longer able to stand the criticism, and I still had public food to pay later.
It was almost 9 o'clock after taking a shower. My daughter still got into my arms and asked me to hold her. My wife finally came out and stood on the stairs and called me: Go upstairs quickly, otherwise I will turn off the lights.The girl came down and went upstairs by herself. If she didn't do her homework, she would know that she would stick to your dad.
No, they just want their father to carry him upstairs.My daughter continues to be tired of me acting cute.
How is your father’s record today?My wife looked at your daughter with some jokes.
My daughter answered seriously: The record is 7-2-1.
After saying that, he lowered his head and said quietly in my ear: Daddy, he made me orgasm seven times, and he only ejaculated twice, and he made me squirt in the end.
He carried his daughter into her room and watched her take out her homework book: I almost found out by your mother, will you still dare next time?
My daughter looked up and stuck out her tongue: I dare to do it next time.
When I walked out of the room and smelled the lingering lewd smell in the living room, I always felt a little strange in my heart.Do you really know nothing about my daughter and my wife?
Speaking of our marriage, it is really a wonderful story.
The wife's ex-husband died shortly after getting married. The little girl was a posthumous son. The wife gave birth to her daughter due to criticism from her parents and relatives. The in-laws who prefer boys over girls ignored her and ignored her when they saw her having a daughter. The wife raised her daughter alone, and the mother and daughter have always depended on each other.
That was almost 5 years ago. I was about to go to the bookstore to buy books that day, a little girl was walking beside me. As a child, she liked to play. She saw her tiptoe and swaying left and right on the sidewalk that was higher than the non-motorized vehicle lane. As I walked, I took my aunt to smile and watched her play.
Suddenly, the little girl staggered and fell outward. This was not the most dangerous. Not far ahead was an electric car driving towards her. The speed was very fast. Judging from the driver's appearance, he was already trying his best to brake, but it was probably too late.
I didn't think much about it, and I took one of the little girl's hands with a big strode forward, half turned around, and protected the little girl in my arms.
I felt a surge of force coming from my back, and I staggered half a step, my knee hitting the road stem, and it hurts so much.
The electric car saw no major accident, so it drove away as if it was running at full speed.
I let go of the little girl in my arms, sat on the road stalk, lifted up my trouser legs and saw that my knees were swollen.
The girl's mother also rushed over and hugged her daughter and looked left and right.
There were sparse applause sounding around, and the girl's mother also pulled her and came over to thank me for her.
Although I didn't think it was a big deal, they dragged me to the hospital for examination and called a taxi to take me home. What's amazing is that they actually lived in the same community as me, but their house was rented.
After the initial shock, the little girl kept sticking to me. If it weren't for her mother's insistence on holding her one hand, she would have wished she could walk with both hands holding my thighs, which would make her mother feel a little savory.
And this is just the beginning of it all.
The next evening, I finished working from home. Just when I turned off Wrd and opened League of Legends, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.
I opened the door with my injured leg. Outside the door was a girl wearing a white dress and a small schoolbag on her back. When I saw me, I cheered and hugged my uninjured leg and wanted to climb up.
I quickly let the little girl in. I originally wanted to entertain her for some snacks, but when the little girl saw the LOL on the computer, her eyes lit up instantly, and she insisted on watching me play games.
I couldn't resist her. As soon as I sat on the stool to prepare for the start, the little girl climbed onto me, sat on me and pointed at the person loading the interface and asked questions.
When playing games, the little girl was even more excited than me. She sat on me and screamed, her little body twisting in my arms.
Of course, I am not a pervert and I didn’t have any thoughts about her, but my fragrant and soft little body really makes people feel very comfortable. I suddenly understand why so many people like to raise cats.
It was not until dinner that the little girl's mother came over. When the little girl was dragged away, she looked reluctant to leave. I don't know if she was reluctant to leave me or play.
From then on, this became the norm. The little girl came to my house on time every day. She liked to watch me play games the most, but she had no objection to watching TV and eating snacks as long as she could climb on me.
When my legs were almost done, I simply gave her a key to my house. She just graduated from XX Park and was about to go to X school, so she simply stayed at my house all day.
The little girl's mother was also helpless. She could drag the little girl back in the first few days. After about a week, she started to invite me to their house for dinner before she could take the little girl back. As a result, in just two days, the little girl saw me dragging her injured leg and having a big fight with her mother. She had no choice but to bring vegetables to my house to make. Her skills were quite good, so I had a good taste.
After the meal, the little girl had to get tired of me for a while and then go home after finishing her homework. Her mother ate more than once and said that the little girl was the one who took me as the only bed in her home.
To be honest, she is actually almost the same as having to accompany her daughter throughout the whole process.
About half a year later, one day, I was still playing a game. During the intervals between two games, the little girl suddenly said to me: Uncle, do you think my mother is good?
I didn't understand: Of course your mother is a good mother, and she has poured all her efforts into you.
Oh, uncle is a fool, the little girl is angry: I mean, does uncle like my mother?
I couldn't help feeling embarrassed. To be fair, although the little girl's mother is 3 years older than me, she is pretty, versatile, gentle, and has strong work ability. She has no choice but to do anything to her daughter. She is simply a perfect woman.
Because of the little girl, I have been busy with me recently, and it is impossible for me not to be attracted by her.
But how can I say such a thing in front of her daughter?
I coughed and kept myself calm. Little Marshmallow, how did I think of this?
Marshmallow is my nickname for her. Because I like to wear white clothes, I am fragrant and soft, and there is also the word sugar in my name, so I just call her that, and she likes it very much.
But her mother once sneered and said, "Look at your strength to stick to your uncle, what kind of marshmallow Ah, and kraft candy are almost the same."
She was so angry that she didn't talk to her mother for several days.
The little girl blushed in my arms and buried her head in my chest. I want my uncle to be my father.
Just as I wasn't sure how to answer, a new game began. The little girl's attention instantly changed and she began to force my EZ to buy Doran Shield. This matter was finally fooled.
However, the little girl did not forget about this. At dinner that night, the little girl acted coquettishly and told her mother that she wanted a father, and her eyes were still looking at me, which made us both very embarrassed.
After dinner, her mother dragged her back to her home as if she was running away.
Once the window paper was broken, the development of things began to accelerate, and our communication gradually became closer. We went shopping together and watched the movie together. This time it was the little girl's turn to be jealous of her mother.
Although my parents complained about me bringing back a woman who was still carrying a second marriage, the little girl acted coquettishly and grandparents shouted, and the two old men were so happy that they couldn't see each other and disappeared without any objection.
Her parents were even more dissatisfied with me. The prospective father-in-law was quite satisfied with me. After a few glasses of wine, he began to complain to me, but in the end he was dragged away by his mother-in-law.
As for the little girl’s real grandparents…
According to the little girl herself, I have never seen her before.
After the first month of the year, with the perseverance of the little girl and I, she finally withdrew from the rent and moved into my house.
The person who was most happy about this was actually the little girl. I originally arranged for them to sleep in the second bedroom, but that night, she insisted on sleeping with me. She was worried about her daughter, but she couldn't help but her mother, so she was forced to lie down in the same bed with me. The little girl was sleeping soundly, and neither of us was well sleeping.
When I woke up the next day, the little girl changed the name of me to Dad, because my uncle and mom were both sleeping in the same bed, and the ones who slept together were dad, so the uncle is now dad.
this……
I can't explain the rules of the connotation and extension of the three syllogisms of the main premise and the small premise to the X-year-old child.
I tried to explain something, but the little girl changed her face instantly. Can't Little Marshmallow call her uncle and dad?Don’t you like little marshmallows?
Looking at her tearful little face, I sighed and could only accept it.
The little girl burst into tears and laughed again, and her dad kept screaming.
With the powerful adhesive like Xiaoyaotou and living under the same roof, my mother and I have increased rapidly. On Valentine's Day, February 14, a three-person candlelight dinner was originally for two people, but when the little girl was involved, I took out a jade bracelet and proposed to his mother.
The reason why we don’t use diamond rings is that one of us is a heavy engineering equipment, diamonds, etc., and we use some graphite to press it into a high-pressure machine. It takes a few carats and carats to put it in a few carats; the other one is an economics person. The diamond consumption trap is a must-learn course every year, and we have experienced the warmth and warmth of human nature. We don’t plan to collect IQ tax on Delbys.
The proposal was natural and success. Neither side planned to have a big fuck. After a month, on White Valentine's Day, March 14, we got married in a low-key manner. We only opened a dozen tables, and there was no big fucking or making wedding chambers. The only thing worth mentioning is that little girl, no, it's time to call my daughter now. My daughter stood next to my wife throughout the journey, acting as a prime minister, a flower girl, and also drove away one of my distant cousins.
As time goes by, a few years pass in the blink of an eye, we moved from the apartment to a small villa with a single family, and lived a peaceful and happy life, but in this happiness, there are some things that are not worthy of being told to outsiders...
Change.
Just after dinner that night, I leaned on the sofa, took out my phone and was about to have a game of kingdom. My daughter crawled into my arms along my legs. Today, she was wearing a white dress. When she twisted, half of the small skirt was lifted up, revealing her thighs wearing children's white stockings. Her little butt wrapped in white silk was grinding between my thighs. I couldn't help but react.
Husband, I said Ah, if you spoil Tangtang so much, don’t blame me Ah if you can’t control her in the future.My wife cleaned up the dishes and looked a little delicious.
Lem, my daughter made a face: Mom, you talk too much, so why do I like to sit in my father's arms?If you don’t accept it, you will bite me, bite me.
My wife curled her lips: Stinky girl, I like to stick to your dad. When I married your dad, I saw you happier than me.
Humph, my daughter is my father's little love person, hehe, dad, look, mom is jealous.My daughter swayed her legs on me and laughed proudly.
I said, husband, just spoil Tangtang. When the stinky girl grows up and gets married, there will be a day when you cry.
I won’t get married, I will spend my life with my father.My daughter hugged my neck coquettishly.
Just after pushing the other party's crystal, the whole process was smooth, and the economy suppressed the other party's head could not be raised.
I raised my head, smiled apologetically at my wife, and then lowered my head to pat my daughter: Good daughter, don’t make trouble, let my father win another game and you will be able to get gold.
Well, Dad plays games, I watch the game.
As he said that, my daughter drilled into my arms again, lying on my chest, her little head leaned against my shoulder, biting my ear and whispered: Dad, let's do it again later?
Don't make trouble, your mother is still there.I looked at my wife who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and I felt a little worried.
Humph, I don’t care about her!The daughter said angrily, and then muttered in a low voice, "It's not that she doesn't know."
Just then, the game was paired successfully, and the sound effect was a little loud. I didn't hear what she said clearly, so I asked casually: What are you saying?
No, nothing!My daughter was startled and quickly stretched out her head to see the selection of people on my phone. At this time, I was still hesitating whether to play assassin or sniffer, so my daughter helped me lock the character directly.
Dad, the game has begun. You are about to choose Ah. It’s too late. I’ll help you choose... Well, just this, the classmates in the class said that he has the highest output.
Looking at the character locked by my daughter, I was speechless for a moment: Damn!Houyi?Good daughter, you play with your dad Ah, no one to protect me, I play with Hammer Houyi.
Realizing that he had chosen the wrong person, the daughter stuck out her tongue: Dad, you will definitely win if you perform.
Although it is a match game, there are still reliable teammates. One teammate chose Zhuang Zhou as the supporter, and there is still a chance.
For Houyi's crisp skin, he still needs to develop steadily at the beginning. If there is no need to leave the tower, don't be greedy for the head and not be greedy for the sword. If you don't get caught and die, you will win.
My daughter watched me play for a while, but she didn't kill people or roam everywhere. She started to feel bored, and her little butt began to grind her Ah in my arms again. Soon my penis broke up and poked her little butt hard.
Dad... the cock is hard.My daughter whispered in my ear, and I held my face tense and manipulated Houyi to avoid Zhong Kui's hook opposite.
My daughter turned over, put her hands under her, pulled my pants apart, and pulled my cock out of her underwear. The fragrant and soft little hands made me so hard that I felt so hard.
Tangtang, no, your mother will come out immediately. Press back to the city, and I split my mind and tried to stop my daughter.
My daughter turned over again. This time she lifted the skirt behind her. My penis poked on her pussy through her underwear and white stockings. The soft touch made me even more excited. As I was rubbing, I obviously felt that the juice of the first step had already fainted on my daughter's stockings.
My daughter looked around the kitchen and said that her wife was still washing dishes, but she should have washed her hands after she was washing.
My daughter stretched her hand to her waist, took her hip-wrapped stockings down to the base of her legs, and then pushed her panties to one side, sat down, and swallowed my penis into her body.
Oh, two sighs sounded at the same time, the feeling of wetness, warmness and softness made my hands tremble, and my ultimate move was sent to the jungle area. There was a row of question marks on the screen, until a flash, hit the jungle monkey next to our jungle Li Bai.
The question mark instantly turned into an exclamation mark. Li Bai took away the head without hesitation and still had time to hit Houyi's magic shot.
But I quickly pressed back to the city. There was no way, my daughter began to get grinding in my arms. I had to slowly and adapt to it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to concentrate.
What are the father and daughter doing?
After wiping my hands, my wife returned to the living room, looked at the middle of our bodies, and let her daughter come out of my arms. Did I read it wrong? The smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be a little joking: It's about to celebrate her 1X birthday, and she still sticks to her dad like this. It's really a "cowhide candy".
snort!
Kraft candy is the daughter's reverse scale. She is usually furious when she says it, but now we are connected together, she can't pounce on her and ravage her mother. She can only talk. I just want to sit in my father's arms.
Even when talking to her mother, my daughter still didn't forget to twist her butt, grinding my cock like an iron rod.
Okay, stop playing, you haven’t done your homework yet, go upstairs to do your homework.
Homework or something, it's all right away.This is true, my daughter has always had excellent grades.My daughter looked at her mother, mom, let me watch my father play for a while.
The wife also looked at her daughter: Be good, listen to mother.
My daughter seemed to have made up her mind: I'll watch for a while, I'll sleep alone tonight and not disturb your nightlife. How about it?
This is a great sacrifice for my daughter. She is used to sleeping with us. She sleeps in her room for less than ten days a year. She often lets her sleep in her room. She will touch her in midnight and get into our quilt by herself. Sometimes our husband and wife's life is not over yet. Let's talk about this later. Now I think about this and my daughter's current wonderful relationship may be due to those reasons.
A small man is a big devil!My wife blushed, "You little girl, after watching this game, I went upstairs. You haven't written your homework yet."After saying that, he walked to the master bedroom upstairs, probably to watch a TV series.
Watching my wife go upstairs, my daughter seemed to be relieved. Dad, it’s rare for you to play, so just have fun, don’t waste this rare opportunity.
My daughter's word "play" was accented, and as she said it, her body began to move up and down.
Hiss, the sudden movement made me feel a stimulating when I started to get used to slowly grinding. My hand shook again, and the second skill was thrown into the grass behind me, and I clicked out the hidden Baili Shou.
Another row of exclamation marks, Baili Shouye, surrounded by four big men (?), disappeared in an instant. I felt a little embarrassed, and endured the excitement and said, slid my hand and sent it into text.
I also want our Daji to reply in seconds with such hand slides, which should be a language to change words.
My daughter was a little dissatisfied. She took a deep breath, supported my chest with both hands and raised her lower body, leaving only a glans at the hole, and then looked at my eyes and her body slowly sinks.
Dad~, your range is very long Ah~ The penis is gradually swallowed by the pussy, the glans has already hit the cervix, and about a quarter of it remains outside.
Fortunately, I pressed back to the city in advance, otherwise it would have been gone if I didn’t move for more than ten seconds.
My daughter paused for a while, and her body trembled slightly. She probably reached a small climax. She let out a heavy breath and continued to start up and down, but after a while, the movements began to slow down. It seemed that she was not physically strong. Dad~, move quickly~ Oh, don't always hang up Ah, move quickly~ otherwise the "system" will deduct points.
Get order!
After receiving the order, I began to thrust my lower body. My daughter was gasping violently, her little face flushed, and her watery eyes were about to drip. The white stockings had already faded to her ankles during this period of intense exercise, and her toes were stretched out for a while and curled up.
She put her fingers into her mouth, but she didn't bite them, but she was still breathing violently. At a young age, her sweet and cute face actually had a charm that surpassed adults.
I hurriedly ended the game. With the advantages accumulated by the previous two unexpected events, our development was perfect and we beat the other party's crystal in ten minutes.
After playing this game, I finally got into gold. I could put down my phone and concentrate on dealing with the little girl on me, but my daughter still screamed, as if we were still playing games.
Dad~, what big move are you doing...Ah, so cool cock!I pushed hard halfway through the words, and the words that followed changed.
Don't swear!My wife's voice came from the bedroom upstairs, but there was no slippers. It seemed that she didn't plan to see the actual situation. I breathed a sigh of relief and continued my work.
Dad, hurry up, go up and fuck her, yes, fuck her to death.
My daughter seemed to be about to climax again, so I speeded up my movements as I said. In fact, I was about to lose my mind and wanted to pull it out and cum outside, but my daughter seemed to notice my movements and sat down heavily.
Dad, the opposite... can't do it anymore, you can zoom in quickly... the ultimate move, the damage overflows.
I growled and cumed!
Semen ejaculated into my daughter's pussy, and her pussy contracted violently, and the sound became sharp due to the climax, just covering my voice, right?
My breathing gradually calmed down, and my cock was still stuck in my daughter's vagina. The soft flesh on the hole wall loosened and tightly wrapped it with my breathing. The mixture of semen and vaginal fluid slowly flowed out along the cock and flowed onto my pants.
My daughter once again supported my body and raised her lower body. With a pop, the penis was pulled out of her vagina and bounced back and forth twice, with a smooth and smooth surface.
The daughter's pussy replied again, but the mixture of semen and vaginal fluid was still continuously squeezed out from the hole, and the lewd breath of semen and vaginal fluid rippled in the room.
My daughter pulled a pile of paper and wiped her lower body slightly. She bent down and took off my trousers and underwear to her knees. Then she took off her stockings, took off her underwear, and put the stockings on her thighs. Then she took off her dress and hugged me. Her flushed and unfading little face leaned on her shoulders and whispered in my ear: The assassin opposite is dressed so sexy, Dad, do you want to fuck her?
I couldn't bear it, so I pressed my daughter down on the sofa, thrust my lower body, and my penis buried deep in my daughter's pussy again. My daughter shouted to encourage me: Dad, the lower lane is empty, hurry up!
I fucked her openly and closedly. As my daughter's cervix kept hitting, it seemed that there were signs of loosening. My daughter seemed to have noticed something and shouted loudly: Fuck the crystal on the opposite side, hit Huanglong, and fuck them to death!!!
At this moment, the glans broke through the cervix and penetrated into the uterus. My daughter gritted her teeth and breathed in pain. I knew the pain of opening the uterus and didn't dare to thrust. So I kissed her little mouth lightly, and my hands penetrated into her underwear, caressing the buds that had just seen it.
After a while, my daughter's pain gradually eased and began to urge me to move: Dad, don't always be in the middle lane, the bottom lane is so empty, you go to the bottom lane Ah.
I dare not twitch vigorously. The girl's uterus is too delicate. If you are not careful, it will be the consequence of life infertility and the cost is too heavy. Especially under me, the daughter I love deeply is still under me.
I just thrust in and out, and when I moved forward, my glans gently pressed against the uterine wall, and when I moved backward, my glans' flesh edges squeezed the cervix, bringing pleasure to my daughter.
Perhaps the pleasure of the uterus is too intense for the girl. Even if it is just a light and shallow twitch, the daughter still screams loudly, and she is full of words: Fuck her to death and fuck her hard and then come up and come back to cheer. It's great to push up and cannot retreat...
At this time, my wife's voice came from the master bedroom upstairs: Girl, urge your dad to stop playing, you still have homework to do, and if you don't finish it quickly, you won't be able to go to bed on time.
I was shocked and looked at the clock. It was almost 8 o'clock. Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed. Let alone one game, there was enough time for three games.
I'm almost here...Ah No, it's almost over, Dad's game is over soon.
My daughter's voice adjusted very quickly. At first, she replied subconsciously with moaning. After reacting, she immediately became a basically normal answer, but it still sounded like a slight tremolo.
After saying that, my daughter's legs wearing stockings hooked my back: Dad, the game is about to end Ah, hurry up Ah, right, fuck the opponent to death.
Don’t worry about tower one or two. Just do the tower three, use force to kill the opponent.
I resisted the desire to fuck my daughter's uterus and tried hard to pull the penis out of the uterus. The cervix was closed again. Although my daughter felt a little lost, I could not risk her being unable to get pregnant for life.
Back to the vagina, I continued to fuck me with a big opening and closing, and began to have the intention of ejaculation. After thrusting a few more times, the glans began to swell. I poked hard, and the front end of the glans broke through the cervix again and ejaculated into her uterus.
My daughter was shot violently and her body trembled violently, biting her shoulder, and then I felt a stream of water spraying on my stomach.
I was shocked, squirt?
I didn't expect that my daughter was able to squirt at a young age.
The glans pulsed for more than ten times before it stopped ejaculation. It took me a longer time to recover from my eyes, Venus' ears roared, and my eyes were roaring. It took me more than a minute. When I came to my senses, my penis had softened a little and exited my cervix.
And the daughter is still in a semi-coma, or in the afterglow of orgasm.
I pulled out my penis, my daughter's pussy was half open, with vaginal fluid and urine sprayed during squirting, but the semen didn't flow out at all, probably locked in the uterus.
I stood up, pulled several pieces of paper to wipe our lower bodies, put on my pants, pulled up the chain, and corrected my daughter's shirts that were twisted into a twisted shirt after several orgasms. I walked to the window and opened the window to try to scatter the strong and lewd breath in the living room.
The breeze outside the window finally woke up my daughter. Her face was still flushed. She looked at me and said softly: Daddy, you have all the "crystals" broken by you.
I scraped her little nose and poured her a glass of warm water.Then I took a shower with her. Of course, it was a normal shower. She was no longer able to stand the criticism, and I still had public food to pay later.
It was almost 9 o'clock after taking a shower. My daughter still got into my arms and asked me to hold her. My wife finally came out and stood on the stairs and called me: Go upstairs quickly, otherwise I will turn off the lights.The girl came down and went upstairs by herself. If she didn't do her homework, she would know that she would stick to your dad.
No, they just want their father to carry him upstairs.My daughter continues to be tired of me acting cute.
How is your father’s record today?My wife looked at your daughter with some jokes.
My daughter answered seriously: The record is 7-2-1.
After saying that, he lowered his head and said quietly in my ear: Daddy, he made me orgasm seven times, and he only ejaculated twice, and he made me squirt in the end.
He carried his daughter into her room and watched her take out her homework book: I almost found out by your mother, will you still dare next time?
My daughter looked up and stuck out her tongue: I dare to do it next time.
When I walked out of the room and smelled the lingering lewd smell in the living room, I always felt a little strange in my heart.Do you really know nothing about my daughter and my wife?
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