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"No, no, no! You are a good man, Daddy. I love you. I do," she smiled. "Now go take your shower and I'll have you a perfect cup of coffee when you get out. What do you want to eat?"David made his way toward his daughter, his gait slightly wavering. "I just want some of your delicious coffee, honey." He leaned over and put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her forehead. "You're a real treasure, Sweetie."When he came out of the bathroom, some 15 minutes later, he had shaved and he smelled good. He was dressed in an old Auburn tee shirt and a pair of running shorts. Hannah noticed that his legs still looked athletic, despite the fact that he was over 40 years old, had suffered a debilitating injury, and was an alcoholic and a drug addict. He was a handsome, muscular, desirable, man.As they sat at the table, enjoying their coffee, Hannah noticed that her father's eyes kept straying to her chest. She glanced down and noticed that her nipples were hard. She should have worn a bra,

"I've only done it a few times, I swear. Only one boy. I'm sorry, Daddy. I'm so sorry. I want to be a good girl. Honest. Please don't do this!" she moaned in desperation."You are a good girl, Jesse. Even good girls need sex when they get horny. Am I right?" he said gently as he stroked her breasts with his fingertips as he stood beside the bed.She glanced at his cock. It was as hard as steel. She imagined it was going to feel wonderful and she wondered if she could manage to keep him from knowing the pleasure he was bound to give her. She didn't want to be forced and she didn't want sex with her father, or anyone else but her brother, but she knew now that it was going to happen. As much as she wanted what he was about to do, she couldn't just lay back and enjoy it. She knew her body was reacting to him, though. Even at this moment, as much as she hated the situation, she was basking in the realization that her father was lusting after her ripe young body. She was very proud of her

The rest of the evening went by as if nothing had happened, except that David and Hannah said very little to each other. She had taken a long shower, locked the door to her room, did her homework, then went into the kitchen and warmed some leftovers. Caleb got home while she was preparing supper and they all sat at the kitchen table and ate. She could barely bring herself to meet her father's eyes.The next day, at school, she could barely concentrate on her work. She kept thinking back to what her father had "forced" her to do and was amazed that she didn't shudder in revulsion. As much as she hated to admit it to herself, she had enjoyed it. That wasn't quite correct, she amended. She didn't enjoy it. Her body had betrayed her and her body had enjoyed it. She was torn. Her mind absolutely did not want what had happened and it did not want her to think of it as a pleasurable experience in any way. Her body, however, had loved it. Her father had seen what he wanted and took it. That w

Hannah lay there watching him, mesmerized. Was he really going to do this again? Was she going to let him? What could she do? Why had she allowed herself to get in this position again? She knew that she was powerless against him. She knew that, in the back of her mind, she had half-hoped this might happen again! Was she that crazy? Was she that starved for intimacy?"I told you to take your clothes off!" he said, raising his voice. "You come in there wallowing on me half-naked and pretend you don't want it?"She smiled and began removing her shirt, revealing her perfect breasts, her conical nipples as hard as diamonds. She thrust her chest out, eager for her father to lust for them. She raised her bottom from the bed and began to push her shorts and tiny panties down, as David reached and pulled them off and dropped them in the floor.Damn, she was fine. What a fucking body! She was fucking perfect! She was so cute, and always had been. He never imagined that her body would ever fill

When she walked out, David was seated at the kitchen table. She saw him gazing at her. She yawned, and stretched, reaching her arms over her head, thrusting her breasts outward and upward, enhanced by the thin, tight, tshirt. She glanced down and saw that her nipples were almost uncovered because she had cut the shirt off so much. She saw the lust in her father's eyes as he watched. She walked to the counter, poured them both a cup of coffee, put sugar in both cups, and stirred them. She was aware that David had gotten out of his chair and walked behind her. She felt his hands on her sides, on the bare skin above her panties, then he reached downward and cupped her ass, squeezing it as he pushed his crotch against her. Then his hands slowly made their way around her and upward to grasp and squeeze her breasts. Oh, it felt so good! She couldn't wait to fuck him again!"Daddy," she whispered, "What are you doing? I'm your daughter," she teased.David kissed the nape of her neck as he co