My eighteen-year-old daughter Darinka opened the refrigerator and looked for something on the bottom shelf. I stared at her insanely perky buttocks, which were only half covered by her little denim shorts. Long slender legs, brown hair, even homemade fluffy slippers in the form of baby elephants - all this excited me to the core. I wanted to grab this tender miracle in my arms and kiss her cheeks, neck, tummy, squeeze her charming breasts with my hands and hide my face in my daughter's hair. The fantasy that my imagination drew was so violent that I trembled. Meanwhile, Daryna straightened up - she found the last jar of cola. After opening it with a soft click, the daughter pressed the can to her lips. I was delighted to watch her drink - it did not go unnoticed.
- Dad, what are you looking at? - the daughter smiled brightly. And then she looked down. - Hey, have you already pitched a tent there or something?
I looked down at my shorts. An obvious bulge was formed there. Crossing my legs, I concentrated with all my might so that my voice would not betray my condition, and said:
- Darina, how can you! Do you think I'm turned on by looking at you?!
"So you're still that perverted daddy!" Daryna giggled. - But don't think that something will break, understand? - and she threatened me with her finger.
- What are you saying! You are my own daughter! - and I demonstratively covered my eyes with my palm so as not to see her fascinating cleavage. In addition, the daughter also unbuttoned the top button of the shirt, probably to finally drive me crazy. I was breathing hard, and Darinka continued this crazy game.
- Lest you think that, I will not do that under any circumstances! This is absolutely out of the question! - and with these words Darina took a pillow from the sofa, which we usually used for exactly what "she will never do". And then she undid another button. And also.. I removed my palm from my eyes and looked admiringly at her gentle face, fragile figure and pretty little buns, which were already visible almost completely.
The fact is that my daughter was a real sweetie tooth. We found this out after her eighteenth birthday. Daryna always attracted admiring glances from passing men, but she never met boys, never even hinted at them. It surprised me a little, but I put everything down to age - she is a teenager, then everything forms, as they say. It didn't work out - one day after my daughter's coming of age, I woke up in the morning with the most pleasant sensations that can be had. When I fell asleep, I didn't immediately understand what was happening, it just felt so good that I had convulsions all over my body. Opening my eyes, I discovered with horror and surprise that my daughter was sitting on her knees between my legs and was squeezing her lips around the head of the rod. And I... I fill her mouth with cum! Right now! I felt like an electric shock, I immediately went to the head of the bed, leaving the daughter's mouth. And she remained sitting - all red, with swollen cheeks.
"God... how is that?" What are you doing? How... Why... Why?!"