I rubbed my daughter’s nipple and looked at her questioningly. She also breathed heavily. I moved to one of the chairs in her room and perched on it, to contain my feelings, which I desperately wanted to act upon them. But as an old man, and a father, I had to constantly remind myself that Jenny was my only daughter. I bottomed out on her and held there throughout ejaculation, grinding in uncontrollable rhythm. She moaned even louder when I slowly eased my huge cock into her canal. So, to avoid unnecessary breakups and makeups, I redirected all of my love and horny feelings to my daughter, Jenny. It was somewhat more or what few dads say, “Special.” Special to realize that my little daughter had a crush on me. And then, she showered me with kisses. Then I positioned the head of my cock at my daughter’s wet entrance nudging at her open folds. It was obvious that my daughter felt how long and so big I was.
