Incestuous Divorce

Joel looks with affection at the smiling and beautiful face of his daughter Morgana. She stops what she's doing and as guessing her father's thoughts, she tells him. - It's okay. Don't be like that, Daddy! You knew I had wings sooner or later. - Wing flap? That's not a good metaphor for an honest girl! - It's okay. Why? Are you saying I'm a chicken because I'm gonna flap wings? - Well... sort of... - It's okay. What? - Just kidding, Magy dear! But why do you want to get married again? - Come on, Dad! I liked Gianni. You know, those things that happen to us. I can't explain it. - It's okay. But, my child, he's a big boy and you're only twenty-two years old... and already divorced! There was a silence between the two. Morgana, you looked away from her father and turned your face to the side to hide a tear that fell out of her eye. Slightly passed his hand under his eye and re-faced his father seriously, saying. - It's okay. It was your fault! Joel felt that he did not speak well and had touched on a delicate matter between the two. - My dear, you have no fault, but no fault at all, for the termination of your marriage. What I'm trying to say is it's too early for you to get married again. And I thought you liked more mature men... - Dad, don't you understand? It is not a matter of young or mature man! It just happens! I thought I loved Jose Carlos, and look what happened. - Magy you're talking exactly what I mean! - It's okay. Oh no! Gianni's different. We meet a few times and already have a reasonable conception of who we are and also... - It's okay. Wait a minute! You said you've met a few times? And how long has that been? - About a month ago. Oh! I know what you're thinking. We haven't gone to bed yet, if that's what you're worried about! - Of course it worries me! You said about a month ago. Oh, Morgana! We haven't given up on each other in almost four months... and you come up with this marriage thing? - I told you, your Joel. It happened. I fell in love with him. What's wrong with that? - But... but how can you be in love with him and... And... be here with me? Morgan faces her father with a naughty smile and one of her eyebrows rises. She opens her mouth like she's gonna say something. She actually forms an oval with her lips full and starts what she was doing again. Joel sighs deeply watching his daughter's mouth swallow the full length of his magnificent cock until it disappears completely. She spends a few seconds sucking hard like she wants to go beyond his bag and crotch. - You're... you're wonderful! Morgana slowly lets the huge cock get away from her mouth. Joel, in turn, is in a high-voltage climate. He simply cannot resist that incestuous love. The pleasure Morgana is now giving him with his mouth makes him feel more guilty, confirming her words when she accused him. “ But I didn't mean to! I didn't know it was my daughter who was in bed with me that night! Besides, we both had a lot to drink. And I couldn't send her away after I heard about the ugly fight between her and her husband. I had to get her out of the station and bail her out because she assaulted Zé Carlos. Morgana could not go back to their apartment.” Joel's torment is not strong enough for him not to have the pleasant sensations of his daughter's mouth pleasing his head to berries. Her pretty little face is holed up under her scrotal bag, biting her on the perineum while she emits light grunts. One hand gently massages the palpitating spine. Joel's about to ejaculate. He doesn't need to tell his daughter when she's coming, because she already realizes when the sperm explosion is near. Morgana usually puts her mouth back into her head and sucks vigorously as both hands masturbate the roll until her mouth is flooded with her father's seed. This time, however, she stops and removes her face from her father’s groin, only with her hands lying on each of his thighs. Joel, who had his eye fixed on what his daughter was doing, comes out of the trance and looks at her daughter interrogatively. - Are you gonna let me get married or not? In the next few seconds, Joel doesn't understand what your daughter's getting at. Again Morgana repeats the question. This time, she rises and sits on her legs between her father's thighs, facing the father's expressive face twitching in the agony of interrupted joy. Magy, my daughter, it's... I approve... I approve of everything you do! - You say that because you don't want to lose your little woman here, do you? That's why you implied I was your chicken, isn't it? - What? No, no! I mean... yes! Uh... I mean... yes and no! You're my little woman and my chicken, yes! Want you to marry... no! - What? Then we're done here! I'll be Gianni's little lady now! Joel looks fascinated at the beautiful breasts of his daughter who swing while she gets out of bed. Then her look gets more ecstatic when she turns her back on her voluminous, well-turned ass. - Wait... wait, Magy! We... We didn't even talk right. I said I'd rather you don't get married, but if that's your wish, I give you my full support. - It's okay. It's not that way, your Joel. I want to get married, yes. I want to be honest with my Gianni. You'd have to consent from the heart because you know I'm not a one-man woman! And you're the one who'd keep me in line, because I'd be his wife and your chicken! Then I'd be satisfied with my need for libidination with you and I wouldn't have to betray Gianni with other men! - Aaah, why didn't you say that before? How am I supposed to know what's going on in women's heads? - It's okay. Don't give me your Freudian language. It's clear you don't love me. You're selfish. He just wants to fuck me. As proved now. You let me marry as long as I'm still your chicken! - No way! You know I love you so much! Too much. I haven't dated any other women since we started... - Bullshit! - I... I don't know anymore... I don't know how to prove to you even more that I love you. Tell me, what can I do... - I don't know. You're the one who has to know. I don't think we should see each other anymore. Joel is silent with what he heard from his loving daughter. Morgana leaves almost running, in the middle of the way, takes her clothes and enters the bathroom. A few minutes go by with a thoughtful Joel. He gets up, he gets dressed and he leaves the room. “ This is better.” But the thing is, Morgana's getting married and having other men. It makes him apprehensive and jealous. - It's okay.