Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle
" Was the reply.
We both did just that and our relationship was healed. But I didn't ask to stay at the house when I was in town, though I did stop by for dinner with both of them.
When I sat at their table, I pictured my daughter, naked, fucking, groaning, cumming. I couldn't deny it and it got worse. I kept replaying it in my mind and could not get it out. I was masturbating twice a day now. I'd found a p**n vid that looked like her. In was ashamed but I couldn't stop.
I started seeing a counselor. I had to. My obsession was affecting my work and I had no social life.