I was crossing the line with my father tonight. “I’m going to spank your pretty ass, spread your perfect thighs, and slide my cock into that forbidden hole.” God, I was so wet. I shouldn’t want him. Hell, that was common sense. He was my father, and I’d always been a good girl and listened to my father. He raised me when my mother got up and left us. Seeing Marcus, my father, as anything other than that was a line that should never be crossed. But God… we were crossing it tonight. I’d always known my father was a handsome man, but when I turned eighteen, I started feeling arousal when I stared at him. And for the last year, something in me changed. Now nineteen, I saw him as the only man I wanted. No matter how wrong this was, there was something between us that neither of us could deny. My body was on fire, my pussy so wet as Daddy carried me into his room. Once inside, he kicked the door shut and
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