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The girl was sent to wash up, get dressed like a sleazy whore and finish what we had started. As I was ramming my manhood into her she took off her blind fold. I was shocked to see Debbie under me doing things to her that a dad should never do to his daughter. Debbie begged me not to stop. Several thrusts later I filled my daughter with my cum. Shot after shot of my cum filled Debbie's body She begged me not to stop. I was only able to drive my cock into her a few times before I came. Debbie and I still get together. often with her mom and fuck each others brains out. Most may find my incest with my daughter a taboo I should not engage in. To them I offer this suggestion.Try your daughter and tell me it isn't the best sex you have ever had; mine is. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual events, characters, persons, alive or dead or beings of Earth or the multiverse, past, present or future, is purely coincidental. Unless, of course, I'm psychic, in which case this a work of non-fiction. But I highly doubt that, I'm not that attuned. I mean if I was, I’d have won Powerball by now and been able to afford creative writing classes, and a proofreader. Be forewarned, these writings, including this warning, may trigger some issue or issues that you have. Either by the language used or it’s content in general. If you are one to get bothered by every little thing, you have to make the decision now. You have two choices. One, you can decide, if you can be a mature adult about things and continue. Or Two, just close it now and step away from wherever the hell it is that you are reading this. Chapter 7 - Paths of Sickle and Scythe I tickled her in that sweet spot just Indian Girls Fucking behind the lower ribs. She squealed, spun around and wrestled me right into the cushions on the floor. 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