FLAGREY bald father, working on the computer.

Today I'm 27 years old, two children separated and living again with my father. But I never forget the coexistence that I had with my dad when he became a widower. Being an entrepreneur and having his own firm we had a life somewhat comfortable. Usually it was my father who packed me early to take me to the college where I studied. At the end of classes, I took a school van and returned home where Mrs Vera (50) worked as a waitress already waited for me to look after me until my father came back from work. I grew up and became aware of the things that were happening, knowing that I could not tell anyone certain things. My father would wake up early, take his bath and make coffee before me woke up, give me a shower and help me get dressed for school. To him it seemed normal, but to me it was something I loved when I felt his hand washing my breasts, my purse and especially my javaska. As I got older, even if bathing alone, always left the door open, and many times my dad went into the bathroom and looked at me while taking a bath and even talked with me ... But my desire was to ask him for a bath just so I could feel his hand on me again, but time went by and things came naturally into their own. My high school sweetheart phase arrived until one night when I couldn't sleep at all, I got up and walked out of my room only to find that the light in my father's bedroom had been turned on. Thinking he might be asleep and forgotten to turn off the lights, I cautiously stepped inside. Since I myself had never seen my father naked, I walked over and pretended not to notice anything, hugged him from behind, already looking over his shoulder just to see what he looked like.
- What is it, Tereza?
- Nothing, Dad. I'm just not getting any sleep!
I thought he'd get mad at me and try to hide his nakedness, but usually he would flip the chair over allowing me a full view of his penis which even being normal seemed quite large.
Do you want to lie in my bed and try to sleep?
I looked at the computer screen, and it was like a spreadsheet full of numbers. And I got into bed and watched my dad wriggle around on the computer for about 10 minutes when he stood up from his chair -- only now his penis had become big and straight. He lay down next to me and I stared at his stiff dick pointing toward the ceiling until he turned off the light. He came in with his hand on my underwear and started pulling it.
- It's been a while since I saw you shower, huh?
- Are you really not Dad?
- You don't want me to see you naked anymore?
It's not that, Dad... but I am a little girl now.
- But I miss seeing you naked.
He'd already pulled my panties up to my knee.
- You want to get naked for Daddy now?
I just smiled and he finished taking off my panties by turning on the light again, hanging up his shirt and looking at my hairpiece.
- Are you enjoying yourself?
- Very father!
And he kept sucking my tits and putting his finger on my pussy until I had a nice orgasm. It was so good that when he hugged me again, I fell asleep. The next day I woke up in my bed with the sweater off and no panties. After about three days of him not doing anything or going to the bathroom while leaving the door open, I decided to be a little more radical. Knowing he would come back from work looking for me all the way into my room, I could tell by his footsteps that he was coming into my room, and so I just kept watching TV on my stomach.
- Hey, daughter!
- What's up?
He sat on the bed and put his hand up my ass making love.
- Is everything all right?
- It's all right, Dad!
I turned around to face him, and he was looking down the middle of my legs at me. He could see that all my hair had been shaved off.
- Did you shave your wig?
- I scraped today!
He took his hand and caressed my xana as well, I think he suspected something when passing the finger and inserting the tip.
- Are you dating?
Even though I knew that if he stuck his finger in any further, he'd find out I was no longer a virgin, it didn't worry me one bit.
I only dated one guy for a short time.
And he actually stuck his finger in my little pocket.
- So you're without a boyfriend?
- I'm sure of it!
He started moving his finger back and forth like he was a pinto inside my xana that got wet.
- Noooooo, your father...
He pulled his finger out and quickly fell into my little mouthpiece, started licking it off and sucking on it making me all electric... that was the first time I'd ever had oral sex.
- Whoa, whoa!
I think I even made fun of him twice, and every time he was on the bed, he stuck his finger back in my pussy.
- I'm gonna take a shower. You want to come with me?
- Shall I take a bath with you?
Don't you want to?
- Of course I want to!
He came out of the room and then I followed him, still naked from waist down. I saw him undressing, and looking at his penis that was hard, I got rid of my remaining clothes. In the shower, after we had wet our bodies, Dad sucked on my little breasts and made me stand back to him, stuck his penis in between my legs making it lean against my xana and kept doing movements going back and forth.
- Ooooh daughter!
That grasshopper in my pocket was driving me crazy, passing his hand on the stick that remained in front of my legs.
- You want to stick it in me, Dad?
- Are you sure I can...?
- Yes, you can!
He made me bend my body a little bit, and holding me tight by the waist using his arm he was rubbing his stick until I found the entrance to the cave... gave a push that felt this thick thing penetrate me.
Take it easy, your daddy's too big!
Even though I was feeling a lot of pressure on my pussy, just to feel my dad penetrate me already felt like making fun for the third time in few minutes.
- Why did Dad stop?
- Let's just go to bed, shall we?
We wiped ourselves off and went naked to his room, where still standing by the bedside he held me and was kissing my mouth.
- Come daddy, come and shove it in me!
He came over, very carefully rubbed his dick back into my little bowl until it started to push in.
It's so cute, you can put it in there!
He started punching his dick in a rhythmic way.
Daddy loves you, daughter!
I'm also moaning and already starting to laugh.
I'm going to take a shower.
As soon as I had finished making fun of him, he quickly pulled out my bottle and pointing at my chest was unleashing all his mockery.s
What a delicious little kiss!
Almost every night before I went to sleep, I would take a walk in my father's room and stand naked for him as he explored all over me with his hands and mouth, taking me up into the clouds. But also, I had to learn how to suck his cock while still letting him put it on my ass. Now that I have gotten used to it, but the first time he stuck it in my virgin pussy, I screamed like a horse because I thought he was tearing me apart. But it was when I got married that sex with my father became even more pleasurable. Dad would put me in a bottle, and I let him play inside all the time. After three years of marriage, always sleeping with my husband and my dad,