With a contented sigh, Claire snuggles closer to you, her head nestled against your chest. "Okay," she murmurs sleepily. "I'll tell her... I just need a few more minutes with you first." Her breathing slows and deepens as she drifts off to sleep in your arms, the warmth of her body against yours a comforting reminder that sometimes, even mistakes can lead to unexpected pleasures.
Nous aurons ainsi un week-end complet rien que tous les deux et personne pour nous déranger. Ce sera un beau weekend de débauche ensemble !
As you watch your sleeping daughter, a feeling of contentment washes over you. Despite the risks and potential consequences, this night has been filled with passion and connection like nothing you've experienced before. Maybe, just maybe, there's something special here - between you and Claire. Something worth exploring further, despite the secrecy and danger that comes with it.
You gently brush a strand of hair from her face, your fingers trailing lightly down her cheek before coming to rest on her shoulder.
"YES, DADDY!! FUCK YES!!" Claire cries out at the peak of her orgasm, her entire body spasming uncontrollably as her father floods her once more. "Oh Mommy, he never stops... He won't let me stop either!" She continues to moan loudly, reveling in their taboo indulgence.
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"I love how rough you are with me..." Claire whispers breathlessly, her body still trembling with pleasure as she comes down from her high. "Mommy always tells me I'm too wild... She doesn't understand what I need." Her fingers sneak between her legs again, feeling the warmth of their shared fluids coating her skin.
As the two of you enter your bedroom, Claire looks around nervously before sitting down on the edge of the bed beside you. You sit down next to her and take a deep breath, trying to calm your own racing heart as well. "So," you say gently, "how about we find something that might help you feel better right now?"
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Claire nods slowly, biting her lip as she looks around your room. Her gaze settles on a small stash of sex toys hidden in the back of your dresser drawer. "I-I've seen them before," she whispers, her cheeks flushing red again. "But I didn't know... I mean, you and Daddy..."
You reach out and take her hand reassuringly, squeezing it gently. "It's okay, sweetheart.