Dave's marriage had effectively ended when his wife found not one, but two copies of Barely Legal in their daughter's bedroom.
"I told you to keep this shit out of the house, you fucking pervert. What the fuck are you doing? You're 48 and you're still wanking over 18 year olds. Grow the fuck up."
It was a fair comment in one way. Dave was hot for teen girls, there was no doubt about that, and he had an extensive collection of porn mags and videos in the house that his wife had "tolerated" for years without ever condescending to actually look at any of it with him. But he was sure that he wasn't missing any copies of Barely Legal. His daughter must have got them from somewhere else.
Since then there had been no sex with his wife for Dave. Nada. Zero. His only outlet had been wanking over his magazines whenever his wife and daughter were in a different part of the house. He usually wanked on the bed of the spare room that he's been relegated to these days, and he had to admit that spending hours looking at hot nubile teens was a lot more sexy than the vanilla bullshit that his wife passed off as sex.
In any case, of the two women in the house, it was definitely his eighteen year old daughter Toni that Dave was more attracted to. Blonde and lithe limbed, with perky tits and a pronounced round bum. He knew it made him a bad man, but Dave hadn't been able to get enough of the sight of his hot teen daughter ever since he'd realised that he wasn't the only one in the house with a collection of teen porn.
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Not long after Dave had been kicked out of his wife's bedroom, his wife had gone out shopping on a Saturday morning, leaving Toni and Dave at home together. It was warm in the house, and Toni had come into the breakfast room in her pyjamas: a crop top that barely concealed her nipples, and showed all of her tummy, and a pair of plain white panties, made of such thin material that Dave could make out the faint outline of his daughter's pussy when he looked between her legs.
"Morning honey", he said.
"Morning Daddy."
"You're looking fine this morning Toni."
"Don't be cheeky Daddy", she said.
"Are you trying to be like the girls in the magazines you've been reading?"
"What are you talking about Daddy?"