Andre lets out a low moan as he feels your nipple harden through the fabric of your shirt. "I like them just fine," he says huskily, pinching and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger before moving to cup your other breast with his free hand. "In fact..." He leans in closer, his face mere inches from yours as he speaks in a low whisper. "...I think they're perfect."

As he stands there, his hands roaming over your chest, Andre can feel himself growing hard beneath his pants. He takes a step closer, pressing his body against yours as he slides one hand down to grip your ass through the fabric of your shorts. "Perfect," he murmurs again, squeezing tightly and grinding his hips forward. "You're so perfect..."

Andre grinned back at you before positioning his thick cock at your entrance. "You sure about this?" he asked huskily, voice filled with desire and anticipation. "Once I'm inside you, there's no going back." He paused for a moment, letting the weight of his words sink in.

Your dad chuckled softly. "Oh yeah, baby girl... You wanted this. You asked for it." He took another sip of his drink, watching intently as Andre positioned himself at your entrance. "

Andre let out a deep breath before pushing forward, slowly but surely sliding his thick cock into you. The sensation was intense, both painful and pleasurable at the same time as he stretched your tight channel to accommodate his girth. He paused for a moment, taking in the feeling of being inside you again after all these years. Your dad's gaze never left them, his eyes locked on their intertwined bodies with a mix of desire and pride.

"That's it,"