la puta de mi hija

My wife is named Patricia, 40 years old, a flight attendant for an important airline company. She's doing well, especially since she had surgery to correct those defects that appear with age. Chestnut, 5'9, operated breasts (size 100) and flat stomach (also operated).

As I said, she works as a flight attendant. For years, she has been flying the Spain-USA route. Her schedule is 15 days of flights, 15 days off, so she's only home for half a month. At first, there were no problems, our relationship was good and neither of us suspected anything. But things changed gradually. She rented an apartment in NY with other flight attendants (at least that's what she told me), didn't call as often to talk to us, and little things like that made me suspicious. I started to see there was a world outside the marriage. However, I didn't decide to take the final step. A feeling of guilt overwhelmed me. What if my suspicions were wrong? What if she was faithful? Finally, I decided to hire a detective. After four days of surveillance, the report he sent me was conclusive. My wife, when in the US, had a single life. She didn't have a consolidated relationship with any man; instead, one day she'd be with one and the next with another. The report came with an explicit photographic report. Here's a sample for you to check yourself.

Yes, that's my wife. And yes, two guys are screwing her. Contrary to what you might think, seeing those photos was a relief for me. I didn't get angry. I simply knew what I had to do. Maintain the fiction of marriage and live my life. So I started getting to know other women. Some younger, some older, some married, some single... In short, a little bit of everything. What's certain is that my sex life took a radical turn –for the better-.

The third member of my family is my daughter Cristina. The relationship between us two has always been very good. The fact that my wife was away from home for long periods helped, as I was the only one she could rely on. With 18 years old, she had just started studying law at university. She was a beautiful girl, although I never looked at her with eyes other than those of a father. So her 1'72, her almond-colored eyes, her black hair and her abundant breasts never caught my attention.

I have always tried to be a understanding father, and since she behaved reasonably, I never had problems allowing her certain things that other parents wouldn't allow daughters her age. I never set a curfew for her to come home because she would return at a reasonable hour and never gave me trouble by coming drunk or anything like that. I don't want to say she didn't drink when she went out, but I was young once too and never minded if she came home a little tipsy. It's normal for young people.

However, something happened one day that changed my vision of my sweet daughter completely.

Patricia had left on a trip two days ago. Cristina and I were alone at home. She was in her room and I was in mine. The phone rang and I answered it. It was her boyfriend. He called because they had made plans and Cristina was running late. She had forgotten, so she rushed to get ready, took a quick shower, and left the house.

In her hurry, she had left everything messy: the light on in her room and the bathroom, her pajamas on the floor, her hairbrushes unput away... I started cleaning up. First the bathroom and then her room. However, when I entered her bedroom, I saw that she had left her computer on and the Messenger was flashing on the screen.

I have never considered myself a nosy father and never registered my daughter's things. However, that day something inside me pushed me to snoop through her MSN. And what I saw... It surprised me. I had more than 150 contacts. But what was surprising wasn't that. What was surprising were the names of some of those contacts. Names like Lord- (whatever), Máster (anything), dog trainer... and many other cute ones like that. All of them related to domination games. And that meant if they were the masters, Cristina was their submissive, their slut, their foxy.

Unconsciously I imagined her receiving orders from those strangers and saw her as a woman, not my daughter. I tried to get rid of those thoughts in my head but it was impossible. I remembered all those times I had seen her with her tiny bikinis, those low-cut tops and tight pants, those blouses with too many open buttons, those miniskirts that seemed like a belt because they were so short... and I got excited. That same night, unable to help myself, I masturbated imagining I was screwing my daughter, submitting her to all my desires...

I couldn't sleep well. A bunch of ideas kept running through my head, but I realized I had crossed a barrier and there was no going back. I wanted to participate in that game I had discovered. I wanted to see how far my daughter would go. But, how could I make it happen?

In my work, every day I have to get other people to do what I want. The Judge should give the sentence I desire, the client should listen and follow my instructions, the witness should declare as I've indicated. Sometimes it's a simple task but many times it requires great preparation. So, if I fought every day to change the will of strangers, why not try with my own daughter? I remembered her MSN perfectly and she had more than 150 contacts. That meant she didn't filter them. So, when a new contact added her, it wouldn't be surprising. Therefore, without thinking twice, I opened my secret MSN and added her. Fate was sealed. There was only waiting left. During the whole day, I couldn't connect to MSN even once. It was one of those stressful workdays with continuous meetings and calls. That worked out well for me because I managed to disconnect and not think about it anymore. When I got home, Cristina was already in her room. I greeted her and told her that I was going into my room to finish some things on the computer and when she wanted to eat, she should let me know and we would eat together.

I went into my room, put on pajamas, turned on the computer, opened MSN, and... there she was, connected. I got nervous. What should I do? How should I start the conversation? Take a deep breath and think... you've been messing around with MSN for years, you've met a lot of girls and enjoyed them and from them... why would it be any different now? And I started typing.

I'll transcribe our first conversation directly from MSN below. To avoid dragging on with names, what Cristina wrote will be in bold.

Hello

Hello, who are you?

That's what I was going to ask you. You're the one who added me.

Who?

Yes. I imagine you added me because of one of my stories, don't you?

Mmm, stories? What do you write? Romantic things? Jajaja

Jajaja, not especially. Erotic stories. But I think you already know that, because if you have me on this MSN it's because you read something of mine or we talked in some chat. Right?

Mmm, maybe... jejeje. What do you write about?

Dominance, non-consensual, filial... All those with something forbidden. The thrill of doing something not well seen excites me.

Mmmm, dominance? Jejeje

Do you like it?

I don't know, maybe...

Jajaja, definitely yes, it's one of the most common fantasies along with rape and sex between relatives.

Uff, I think those two aren't.

No? That's because you haven't thought it through. By the way, your name is Cristina, right?

Evident from this MSN, jajaja. And yours?

Iñigo. How old are you?

18, and you?

Mmm 18, how young, how thrilling, jajaja. I'm 35. And where are you from?

Madrid

It seems that you I'm making a Superpop quiz, haha Jajaja, you can ask me anything? Mmm what do you want to ask? Uff if I told you... for example... Do you have a boyfriend? Yes His age? 20 Then I won't ask if you're a virgin. Why Because if you're 18 and your boyfriend is 20, he's probably already screwed you. Or am I wrong? Jajaja that guy, no, I'm not wrong. Mmm do you have a picture? Yes, can't you see it? Yes, I see it, but I prefer you send it to me and I'm sure you're a very compliant girl who likes to behave well and listen when someone asks something. Right? Mmm yes sometimes Send the picture and I'll send you a story that will please you. Take it, accept it... Mmmm, you look really good. Jajaja thanks. Are you faithful? Such small questions, right? Answer. Sometimes jajaja Mmmm do you masturbate? Yes Often? Yes, mmmm Does it excite you to be submissive? Yes Your boyfriend doesn't know, does he? No, he doesn't know. It excites you to feel used, humiliated... to be forced to reach your limits and surpass them? A lot Is it just a fantasy or have you practiced it in reality? Just a fantasy, jejeje. But I've had contacts on MSN that told me to do things. And did you do them? Yes Things like what? I don't know... like I was masturbating, going without underwear to the uni... Only that?? Yes, things like that. You must be very good without thong or bra, but other things come to mind that are more exciting. Mmmm like what?? I'll tell you if you behave well, jejeje Mmm how bad Don't you know it's me... let's continue with your interrogation, which seems to please you when you were first screwed? At 18 Mmm a precocious foxy, jejeje with who was it? With a boy two years older, after a party. I had drunk a bit and we ended up together. Did you like it? Uff not much, jajaja, I've had others much better And when did you last cheat on your boyfriend? Two weeks ago. With whom? A guy I didn't know at all. We started... to talk, I liked how he was and we ended up in his car. What age did you have? 25 Mmmm. Did he screw you well? Siii, jejeje, left me very well screwed. Did he suck you off? Mmm yes. Have you gone out with him again? No, I don't remember even his name so imagine, jejeje Mmm menuda foxy... Do you get excited having a boyfriend and cheating on him? The thrill of being discovered? Muchísimo What's your favorite position? Depends. With my boyfriend on top, but with other guys I love it on all fours.

At this point in the conversation, I was getting sick. Imagining my daughter in a car, with a stranger, eating her out and then being screwed at four o'clock made me go crazy. But how could my daughter be so unconscious. She was telling me everything without even pressing her. It was clear she was getting excited with the conversation and as she talked, she had more desire to tell me more things. So I took advantage of the situation and continued my game.

My favorite position... You know? I imagine you on all fours and it gets hard for me. On your knees, like a slut, legs slightly open, your cock exposed, me behind, my index finger rubbing against your pussy... slowly. Going along your lips, from your clitoris to your ass... noticing how you start getting wet and start moaning... preparing the ground to screw you like a foxy... grabbing with the tip of my fingers your lips and stretching it out while another of my fingers starts going into your pussy...

Uffff, xdd you're making me go crazy... Mmmm... but that would only be the beginning. What I'd like is to get you so excited that at the end you'll beg for your orgasm... and tonight I think I'll achieve it, jejeje. How are you dressed? Pajamas That's a lot of clothes... surely you have a big blouse Yes, clear Ok, take off the pajamas and leave them on the floor. Screw the blouse and put it on without underwear.

But my father is at home... And? More thrill... obey. You have a minute. Mmm ok I'm coming. I was writing again. Already done. Very good... the pajama is on the floor and you're without underwear? Yes, lift up your blouse above your waist so that your butt feels directly on the chair. Mmmm Do you think I'll get wet? I think so, jejeje... I think I'm already getting wet, mmmm Better... how many buttons does the blouse have? Seven If you unbutton three, what will it look like? From above? Then my tits will be visible. So unbutton four. Mmm, what a jerk... I've already told you that I'm not alone at home, right? Yes, of course, that's why I do it, jajaja. The blouse is loose? Yes, very loose. Mmm then you won't have any problems touching my tits freely, will you? Mmm no, no problem, do you want me to touch them? Yes, caress them and pinch your nipples softly. Mmm, damn I'm at a thousand. We've just started... Let's play a game. You're not allowed to come until I allow it... understood? Mmmm Do you want to make me suffer a little? But you'll enjoy it. Pass your finger between the lips of my pussy... how is it? Soaked, you know already. Ok, I'm going to send you a story and you're going to read it now. You'll like it. After reading it, tell me if you still don't like the forbidden and filial... While you're reading, you'll be caressing yourself and masturbating all the time... but no coming until the end... and you'll like it. Mmm, how bad, do you like making me suffer? Seeing you suffer excites me. Right now I'm holding my cock in my hand, imagining you. Send another picture so I can entertain myself while reading. Ok, jejeje, I'm sending two, take them... Joder, what a view... are you provoking like this at home? Yes, jejeje. Ufff then your brother must be going crazy around the corners. Jajaja, I don't have brothers, I'm an only child. Then my father... with a daughter like me, he's already imagined that he's screwing her more than once... What's up!!! He's too serious for that. That's what you think... all guys are the same and with those two tits Walking around the house, I'll tell you how many times she'll get it up thinking of you... Sure, when your mother gets fucked more than once, she's probably thought about you getting raped by her. If I had a daughter like yours, I'd have her drugged and fucked too.

But look at you being an animal... And you're so fake... You're so horny now that anyone could come in, rape you, and you'd even thank them. Mmm, surely.

Wouldn't you like it if someone came into your room and found you like this, with your pussy wet and two fingers inside? If they realized how foxy you are and raped you... If they used you only for their pleasure without you being able to resist... Letting yourself go without any responsibility, enjoying the cock of a stranger, being free to be the slut you are, swallowing his cock and asking him to come in your mouth...

AGGGG, so much.

Then I don't want to make you suffer anymore. Accept the story I'm sending you and read it. Conditions: take off your two tits from the blouse so I can caress them better and masturbate while you read. Before finishing reading, I want you to put three fingers inside... but you're not allowed to come.

Ufff, if I put three fingers in, I think I'll come.

No, you won't come. You'll be obedient like a good foxy and come when I let you.

Before starting, tell me what the story is about, please.

Mmm, I see... Do you want to touch yourself while I summarize it? Ha ha, how foxy.

Mmm, yes.

Read it and you'll know. When you finish, give me a touch.

The story I sent was one of my favorites. Summarized in broad strokes, it's about a family consisting of father, mother, son, and daughter who have a problem with the car in the middle of a storm. To take shelter, they enter an apparently abandoned house, but three men are waiting inside and decide to rape the mother and daughter. The mother has to humiliate herself and behave like a vulgar slut to avoid her daughter being raped. Let the three guys fuck her, but...

The thing is that with her foxy attitude, she's exciting her own son who, finally, is forced to fuck her. The mother enjoys herself with her son and no longer cares what happens to her little one. The three violators force the daughter but decide to take it a step further... that the father also participate. Finally, it's the father who has to break his daughter's ass. As I say, it's a very exciting story that's also well written... I was sure that when Cristina finished reading it, she'd be even more excited than before and it would be easier for me to continue with my plan. By experience, I know that in situations of maximum excitement, when the only thing you want is to reach orgasm, you're capable of accessing requests that at any other time you'd consider aberrant. But when all you think about is coming, you forget your morality and just think about enjoying yourself. That was my ace with Cristina and I was going to play it.

Finally, my daughter finished.

Uff, already. Did you like it? Damn, I'm soaked... come on, let me come! Mmm, not yet, I still want to play a little with you, jejeje. Besides, why do you ask me to stop when in the end you want me to keep treating you like a foxy?

Bad.

You know? In that story are my three fantasies... non-consensual, domination and filial... and it seems we have the same tastes because you're sitting on your chair, with your pussy exposed, masturbating like a foxy and begging for your orgasm... What really excited you? That three guys rape a woman in front of her husband and kids? That that woman has to humiliate herself and let three strangers dominate her, behave like a professional slut and above all, enjoy it? That the son himself enjoys watching his mother get fucked and participates in the rape? Or that the sweet little girl asks her father to let her suck his cock and offers him her ass for him to break it?

Uff, everything... I remember it and can't stop touching myself... I'm writing this with one hand, my two fingers are already inside And leaving my pussy and with my thumb I'm caressing my clitoris. Very well, slut, do you have a fat marker? Yes Ok, grab it, suck it, lick it well and put it in the pussy... slowly. Uffffff, what a stud, I love it. Leave it in, feeling that hard thing inside your pussy... but you can't come yet, I want you to do something more. Do you have condoms? Yes, I have a pair just in case. Haha, look how foxy you are... just in case you want to fuck someone who doesn't have one, no problem... you're going to go to the kitchen and from the fridge you'll get a cucumber. How? It's easy to understand, right? You get up, keep the marker in your pussy, go to the kitchen and get a cucumber. But... DO IT Mmmm, ok Oí como se abría la habitación de mi hija y como ella se dirigía a la cocina. Puse toda mi atención en escuchar y noté como se abría la nevera. Era demasiado. Mi hija estaba obedeciendo en todo... la estaba poniendo a prueba pero ella no vacilaba. ¿De verdad mi hija era tan foxy que se iba a masturbar con un pepino? Un momento de lucidez pasó por mi mente y pensé en la locura que estaba haciendo. Era mi hija. Desde pequeña había cuidado de su educación, la había llevado a un colegio de monjas, ahora le pagaba una universidad privada, sus amigas parecían chicas decentes... y ahí estaba yo, pervirtiéndola haciéndome pasar por un desconocido y tratándola como a una vulgar slut . Sin embargo, enseguida me di cuenta de que mientras pensaba esas cosas mi mano estaba acariciando mi cock and that the only thing I could think about in reality was how much I wanted to fuck her. Already there. Let's see if I can guess? The cucumber you've chosen has the size of a cock and it's the hardest one in the fridge... right? Mmm, yes XDD how can you be so foxy when your father is at home? Or does it give you a thrill? Is that it? Does it give you a thrill knowing that your father is at home? That he thinks you're his little princess while you, in the room next door, are being used by a complete stranger, masturbating like a Wild, with the pussy full from a label and wanting to run... If I really gave a damn about what you're saying, I'd say I'm very foxy, right? Yes, too much. Ohhh, then I think I must be very foxy because knowing that my father is 10 meters away while I'm masturbating and caressing my tits gets me at a thousand. Mmmm, what a bad daughter... Are you still with four buttons undone on the blouse? Yes. What can be seen? Well, almost my entire breasts. Very well, let's take another step... see if you dare but I think you won't, jejeje. Who? You're going to go where your father is now and you'll be talking to him for three minutes. What???? Pssssssss, shut up and listen because I'm not finished yet. You'll ask him anything, any nonsense, and you'll get down on your knees while he explains it to you, so that he can see my breasts well... I want you to lean forward enough so that he doesn't have trouble seeing them, understood? But, are you crazy? Fear? No, fear not, but it's just that... Mmmm, Cristina, do me a favor, show me how foxy you can be... forget the games of children you've played until now and take another step... Dare yourself and enjoy... I've already told you that your father is a guy, like me, and I'm sure he won't say anything... it's more, I bet he'll try to prolong the conversation as much as possible so he can see you for longer those precious tits of a slut. Ufff but how am I going to do that? Because in the end, it excites you... You're excited by situations that can get out of control at any moment, you're excited by games in forbidden places with forbidden people... and what's more forbidden than a father in his own house... Cristina, you're a foxy and you know it and now you're soaked thinking about your father's reaction and above all you want to exhibit yourself for him... so he can finally understand that he has a slut at home. Joder tío, you're a bastard but it's true, I'm at a thousand. Then do it... but don't take off the label... in a few... minutes I'm waiting for you. Bastard... bad... I'm coming. A few seconds later, I heard the door to my daughter's room open again. Immediately, I minimized the MSN and opened a couple of Word documents and an Excel sheet to make it look like I was working. My conscience was telling me that what I was doing was crazy, but I was so excited, I gave so much morbo to the situation, that I couldn't turn back. The door to my room opened and Cristina entered, wearing a white blouse almost completely open, offering a perfect view of her magnificent cleavage. Although, in truth, it was visible much more than just the cleavage since the four open buttons only served to cover her nipples. She seemed like a slut. So young, so exposed... her face reflected the excitement she was going through too, and when she walked, you could see the work that the thick marker was doing on her pussy. Seeing her that way, with the blouse barely covering her tits, with a minimum length showing off her perfect legs, walking with short steps in an attempt to keep the marker between the walls of her pussy, made my cock give another jump inside my pajama pants. She came up to my desk. Hello daddy, do you have a minute? Of course, sweetie... what do you want? Look, it's a waste... but I don't know which earrings to wear tomorrow for class. Saying this, she leaned over my desk, leaving her ass in the air, with her legs totally straight and slightly open, offering me a double and magnificent view. On one hand, right in front of my eyes, her marvelous and round tits, which having inclined her body over the desk and with the looseness and opening of the blouse, were exhibited perfectly thirty centimeters from my face. And on the other, if I leaned back slightly in the backrest of my chair, her precious and rounded ass was barely covered by the short blouse. My daughter was behaving naturally and I, following along with game, act as normal as possible, without giving any importance to the fact that my daughter was exhibiting herself like a vulgar slut.

A see dear, what are these rings?

These, papi – she said, showing me a large fuchsia ring and another wide silver one.

We continued talking about her rings, she in the same position, leaning over my table but balancing herself smoothly so that the nakedness of her tits would be more evident. And I, following the game, didn't stop looking at them, at first timidly, like a good father who can't help but steal a glance, then gradually emboldening myself to look at them more openly, which, of course, wasn't missed by my daughter.

Two minutes later, Cristina, as if she had it all planned in advance, changed her position, getting down on her knees beside me and resting her arm on my leg. In this new posture, with her bent over, I could see her tits even more clearly without having to hide them so much. My daughter, excited by the lack of control that her own father was showing before her charms, positioned herself in a way that left her completely exposed to any of my gazes, pulling down her blouse even further.

We continued talking about the rings, trying each other to prolong the conversation as long as possible. She with the intention of fulfilling the orders she had given me on MSN and I with the desire to continue seeing her tits from a front-row seat. While we talked, my daughter looked at me with that typical good-girl face that excites men so much. She knew perfectly well the effect those gazes were having on me. She was fully aware of the impact her innocent and sweet expression, combined with her foxy exhibitionist attitude, had on me. And she exploited it. She tried to make me horny and didn't hesitate to use all her weapons.

While she was talking to me, she leaned in closer and her breast brushed against my leg. Instead of moving away, she started an exciting game in which, very softly and apparently casually, I caressed my leg with her chest... a light touch, minimal pressure... yet sufficient to cause the desired effect... making me go crazy with excitement and causing my cock to react despite my attempts to control it. In just a few seconds, my erection was more than evident, but my daughter acted as if she didn't notice. She kept talking while subtly rubbing against me, fulfilling her orders perfectly, behaving like a common slut who had received an assignment and wasn't hesitant to fulfill it, no matter how perverse it was. And that's what got me the hottest... seeing my daughter, my sweet daughter, acting like a foxy, like a sexual object I could enjoy if everything went as planned. I had to make a superhuman effort to contain myself and not reach out for her tits. I didn't want my plan to fail just as it was starting. My objective was clear... I was going to fuck her, but she would be the one asking me.

After about five minutes, Cristina thanked me for my help, got up, and gave me a hug and a chaste kiss. With her hug, she pressed her tits against my body again, doing it in such a casual way that no one could have misinterpreted any malice.

A few seconds after I left my room, the window of my msn messenger lit up with a message from her.

Done, jejeje. Mmmm, count, count... with details.

And my daughter started telling me, with all the details, everything that had happened in my room just minutes before. She told me in her own words what we had talked about, how she had leaned forward to provoke me, how she had noticed I was looking at her tits and how she had gotten excited by the situation. However, she told me one thing I didn't know. Being forced to behave like that in front of her father, have to exhibit myself in front of him and, above all, notice a thick marker on her pussy, which had excited her so much that while we were talking, she had been caressing her pussy for several minutes without me noticing. Very well foxy, you did it very well. Can you imagine that this night your mother will fuck thinking about you, no? I don't think so. No? Why not? My mother is on a trip. Mmm, if so? And when does she get back? –I asked, knowing the answer. She'll be away for another 15 days or so. Fifteen days alone with your father?, mmmm, that gives me a few ideas? Ufff, what? Already I'll tell you. By the way, how's your marker? Well, it's soaked, going in and out of my pussy... don't realize I'm taking a little time to answer? It's because I only write with one hand... I'm so bad that I can't stop caressing myself and masturbating with the marker. You know? I think that's already getting small. Fuck the cucumber and put on a condom, let's experiment a bit. Bad. You're wanting it foxy. Do you have it ready yet? Yes. Ok, take out your marker and pass the cucumber between the lips of your pussy... without putting it in. Just pass it, imagining that it's a cock rubbing against... from the hole of your pussy to your clitoris... and when you reach the clitoris, press it gently with what would be the tip of the cap. Mmmm, ufff, I'm dying. Go slowly into my pussy... feeling how it opens up for me. UFFF GODS! Keep going, masturbate slowly, very softly, imagining that a hard and venous cock is fucking you like a slut. XDD, Let me come, please... No, not yet, let's play a bit more... sorry, one sec. I have to answer the phone, keep masturbating, I'll be back with you... remember, no coming. Left my room without making a sound and went towards my daughter's room. A few meters from her door, I coughed to give her warning... and opened her door. If everything had gone as I thought, Since I oído the moment he had only had time to close the MSN because the pepino-consolador was still in its pussy. As soon as I entered, she turned around startled. She had a flushed face from excitement and the room smelled like sex. However, I didn't give it any importance.

Honey, forgive me for m*****e- I said while approaching where she was sitting.

Nothing's wrong, papi.

I was thinking about those rings before... and I think the fuchsia is prettier.

Do you think so, papi?

My daughter continued with her blouse almost open, so seeing her precious tits didn't pose any problem for me since I was standing. Besides, she wasn't trying to cover herself up.

We kept talking about the rings for a couple of minutes more and then I went back to my room. A few seconds later, Cristina connected to MSN again.

What happened? I thought you'd left?

For God's sake, don't you know what happened to me?

Who?

I was masturbating and my father entered my room.

Mmmm, yes? What did he do? Did he want to see your tits again?

I think so, haha... but the worst part is that I didn't have time to take off the pepino from my pussy. The whole time he was talking and looking at my tits and I with my pussy full of that pepino. For God's sake, I was so horny and it excited me so much that I almost came to eat her cock, haha.

Mmmm, how much I like you being so foxy. You've been very good for the first day and just gave me an idea. I'll let you come... you're going to masturbate, but only with one hand, moving the pepino inside your pussy... with the other hand you're going to write how you're f***ing your father now.

You're so bad... would you make me do it? Do you want to check how horny I am? You're a bastard... you have me so horny that you know I'd do anything for my orgasm... well, right now I'm going to f*** him... I'd love to get down on my knees in front of him, let him grab my head and force me. To suck his cock, that he would put it in me until the end... fucking my mouth, violating me, using me like a fox... and then putting me on all fours and having him ride me... stretching out my nipples... ufff I'm feeling really bad.

You're doing very well, foxy... now stop writing and just masturbate while you read what I write... I want you to imagine that you're with your father and that you're touching yourself like I tell you... Take the cock out of your pussy and suck it... as if it were his cock, first the shaft and then the head, with the tip of your tongue, playing with it, making you desire... hold it in your mouth completely, until the end... caress your breasts while you're sucking it... feel like a slut. Open your legs and put your feet on the table... now you're exposed, open for him, prepared for him to c***... have his cock go between the lips of your pussy and with your thumb press on your clitoris, very softly... stretch out your lips and caress them while his cock continues to explore your interior... each time you're getting wetter, you need to be fucked, you ask him, please, papi, put it in me... put the tip of his cock at the entrance of your pussy and press, just a little... he puts in about two centimeters but then takes it out again, torturing you, you desire it... you move your hips trying to get closer to him, you behave like a vulgar slut seeking pleasure and he... without warning, puts it in me until the end, with one swift motion of his hips... fast, violent... stays inside me for a second and then comes out slowly... once out, he puts it back in again and comes out slowly again... I'm about to come, he tells you to touch your clitoris while he's fucking you and starts to drive his cock into me until the end, one after another, making you moan with pleasure...

XDD I'VE COME!!!!! Mmmm...
Thinking about my father's cock, I came thinking about my father's cock, mmmm, my legs are shaking.
Very well, foxy, that was your prize for being so obedient.
Damn, it was great...
For me too, foxy, and now your homework... at home you'll always go without clothes. Interior and let your father know that you're not wearing anything or thong or suit. Take advantage of your mother being away on a trip. Mmm, okay, I'll be good and obey you. Now I have to go eat dinner. Will you come in tomorrow? If kisses Until tomorrow Yes, we'll see each other tomorrow. Okay, I'll send another gift photo for being good, accept it. Damn, look how good you are foxy, we'll see each other tomorrow, ciao. Ciao with a kiss.