Since my divorce with Jenny’s mom, I never remarried. When she hesitated, I looked at her and smile with confidence, “Open your legs for me, daughter. My huge cock reveled in her cunt as it became hotter in there with her love juices released. Well…well, the parental love. Then I positioned the head of my cock at my daughter’s wet entrance nudging at her open folds. My daughter reached out to me, with unspoken words, it was okay to continue. That was the type of relationship that my daughter and I had, and why it was special. I gasped in pleasure. My daughter knew I was closer, so she pulled my butts down as I thrust into her, and then, I came. Tired from my day job, I climbed the stairs and smiled to myself knowing that the next day was the day my ex-wife, Joana, was coming to spend a day or two with us.
