♪ I'm the one who's got it all together ♪

Killing out of passion, dying of heat! It was a dark, moonless night. At the roadside gas station inside the restaurant, two truck drivers were talking animatedly at a table while drinking beer and looking at the side table where the reason for their comments was located. At the table was a beautiful brunette, wearing a black bodice that highlighted her generous bust and sticky pants with medium-pipe boots; her hair was tied to a ponytail that gave her a more austere look, while her red lips made her even more suggestive. She leafed through a magazine while sipping a well-done cappuccino. Her eyes twinkled whenever she looked at the drivers who felt the blood burning in their veins. At one point she discreetly smiled at them and after a while, got up, paid the bill and left the restaurant, heading for the parking area. The two truckers looked at each other maliciously and after paying the bill with a certain cowardice, they followed the trail of the young woman who had left earlier. They stopped outside the restaurant and were peering around, looking for the person of their interest. It did not take long for both of them to be frustrated, when a car slid in front of their eyes, bringing inside the young woman who had aroused their interest. She was driving the car, a sports model, and after facing them provocatively, accelerated, taking off at high speed. "Better luck next time", said the youngest of them, named Carlos, addressing his companion as he walked towards his vehicle to continue his journey. He climbed into the cab of his truck, set off, and continued on his way. And as he drove, Carlos thought that he still had a lot of ground to cover and that the freight was running loose ... but that girl at the post had messed with him; she was a woman and ... so sad that she was gone ... A few hours later, Carlos came across something surprising; he blinked the high headlights to make sure it wasn't an illusion. And to his surprise, he confirmed what was ahead; standing on the curb was the girl's car, with the hood open and her outside with a flashlight in her hand! Carlos didn't think twice; he slowed down and stopped on the curb a little ahead of the girl's car. "I think I'll do fine!" he thought, as he jumped out of the truck and walked towards the cute bodice. "Are you in trouble, gorgeous?" he asked, smiling from ear to ear. I don't! <unk> answered Luciana, pulling an automatic pistol from her waist <unk> But, I think you just arranged a... Before Carlos could do anything, two guys came out of nowhere, armed with 12-gauge shotguns, shouting orders at him. Carlos almost peed in his pants at the sight of the guns pointed at him, while one of the men came towards him and struck his stomach with the barrel of the gun, ordering him to get back to the truck and obey his orders without discussion. Immediately, Carlos and the criminal got into the truck and left being accompanied by the sports car where Luciana and Humberto were. The father was at the wheel with his partner hugged to him. They laughed at the "easy work" ..., cargo theft in addition to giving a lot of money, also provided adventure and enough adrenaline for the couple. In the early hours of the morning, the vehicles parked in a field off the road, where some pickup trucks waited for their arrival; they unloaded the cargo and transferred it, with each smaller vehicle following a different route. In a few minutes everything was over. Humberto called his accomplice, Diego, and ordered him to get rid of the truck. Then he approached the truck driver who was trembling more than green stick. Humberto shouted in a deep voice. - In order for you not to be charged as an accomplice - continued Humberto - this robbery had to look real, do you agree? As soon as Carlos nodded his head in the affirmative, Humberto struck him with the gun, hitting his head and opening a cut that spilled a lot of blood. Carlos fell to his knees and Humberto completed the "service", with some precise aggressions on the face and body of the boy. He nodded to the driver of the last truck that came to him. -Take the guy! <unk> He ordered himself to look at the boy lying on the ground <unk> And leave him somewhere easy to be found. As soon as they left, Humberto removed the balaclava that covered his face, while Luciana got rid of the ponytail wig and the colored lenses that covered her iris, smiling at her father for another "service" well done. Humberto looked at his daughter and winked at her who, in turn, raised her hand and extended the pointer to him gesturing for him to come to her. - You know something? - she said, as her partner approached. - I've never climbed with you in the middle of the bush... Humberto stopped a few yards from Luciana as she undressed, displaying her delightful nakedness to her father. -Come, my macho, come fuck me hot that I am very horny for you! Humberto undressed as best he could and ran over to his daughter, burying his roll in her whimpering mouthpiece as she bound him with her legs and arms. A phenomenal fuck ensued, with Humberto vigorously poking his daughter's mouthpiece that groaned and screamed at every tease he gave her. Humberto felt renewed every time he climbed with Luciana; it was as if she gave him a <unk>charge<unk> of energy so that he would continue to give her the pleasure she deserved. Everything was left behind, Isaura's death, the guilt and regret, just the sweetness and the heat of that sexy, insinuating girl who, whenever she could, imagined a new way to fuck him. Humberto felt the joy approaching and jumped back, holding the roll in his hand, while Luciana took care of finishing the service; he knelt in front of him and swallowed the roll, sucking it with hunger until the semen exploded inside his mouth, leaking through his lips. They embraced and kissed passionately, indifferent to the place and the time, because the moment did not matter ..., what mattered was the pleasure! They returned to the city, not without first getting rid of the car in a well-known mishap and taking another vehicle for transport. They slept until late and then went out to lunch. Humberto and Luciana's life could even seem like a fairy tale that worked out, but it wasn't just a sea of roses. There were several difficulties to be circumvented. Corrupt police, passers-by, competitors and all sorts of exploiters circled around the couple who had to juggle to get away from great threats. Rino, Humberto's boss and longtime intimate friend, provided all the cover that was within his reach, and for this reason, Humberto trusted him too much ..., what Humberto did not know was that Rino also coveted Luciana's body. Since he had known her he had felt attracted to her, but contained this attraction, because in addition to trusting Humberto he did not want to have him as an enemy. Anyway, Rino coveted Luciana, and even if he controlled himself as much as he could, he always caught himself imagining the possibility of fucking that daring and hot girl. One night, Humberto was summoned by Rino to both attend a meeting of the <unk>faction<unk>; Rino detested going to this type of event, but as he owed satisfactions to the <unk>chefs<unk>, it never crossed his mind to refuse to go. And whenever this happened, he carried Humberto the tiracolo, as a kind of safeguard for an undesirable eventuality. After dinner, Humberto was preparing to attend the appointment, when he was asked by Luciana who wanted to accompany him; Humberto hugged his daughter and kissed her face and lips; looked at her tenderly, and told her that it would not be advisable for her to go, since it was a meeting of <unk>business<unk> between the leaders and commanders, and her presence would not be welcome. Luciana tried to argue, but she well knew that her father would not back down from his decision. Humberto left for the meeting leaving Luciana worried at home. The agreed location was a site on the outskirts of the city, and the security controls were tighter than before. It was a meeting, initially, tumultuous with questions and disagreements between commanders over the control of regions, but after some time, one of the leaders, known as <unk>mentor<unk>, asked for the floor to explain the reason why he had brought them there. He said that the faction needed cash to expand their operations, and that only the thefts of cargo and electronic boxes were not enough to <unk>fuel<unk> the organization. The suggestion, he said, was to go for something more daring, such as robbing banks, especially those branches located in small, distant towns, whose security was minimal and resistance would be zero. A rumor of unrest took over the environment, but the mentor reinforced the need for that kind of action, since money was short and expenses were increasing daily. After many hours of debate, it was agreed that the groups would go on to act in the bank robbery, and it was suggested that some of them join forces for a more predictable result; and one of these suggested groups was the one that should be formed by the gang of Goiás and Rino. Immediately, Humberto and Murilo looked at each other and the atmosphere weighed even more. Humberto did not trust Murilo, just as Rino did not trust Goiás, because besides the personal dispute, Luciana had always aroused the interest of Murilo. Anyway, at the end of the meeting, Goiás and Rino shook hands, sealing the suggested agreement. On the way back, Rino confided to Humberto his fears about Goiás and his men and told him that he had to be careful, always waiting for the unexpected. - Tell your cat to take care <unk> warned Rhino <unk> That bastard Murilo is not worth what the cat buries, and he is crazy to see you in the coffin and her in his bed! Humberto shook his head; he knew very well the danger that Murilo represented and when he got home he told everything to Luciana who became desperate. He kissed his father and hugged him tightly. What we need to keep in mind is that Murilo is treacherous and anything can happen. At that moment, Humberto asked his daughter not to accompany him in the first "operation", because he wanted to feel the weather, and if he considered it safe she would go with him in the next times. Luciana stood with flooded eyes and begged her father to let her accompany him. Humberto remained firm and his decision. They talked about the matter, but there was no way for Luciana to convince the father, limiting herself to smile at him. She then got up from the couch and began to undress slowly just for Humberto's delight. As soon as she was naked, Luciana knelt between her father's legs, stroking his groin that was already showing signs of a vigorous erection. Without asking or saying anything, Luciana opened her father's pants and took the scroll in her hands, massaging it with affection and stroking the swollen balls. Humberto threw his head back and groaned with excitement. Luciana gently licked the swollen glans, and then, descending with her skillful tongue to the scrotal sac, proceeded to suck the balls, one at a time; Humberto went mad and set off a macho reaction, which was, at once, contained by the young man who smiled at him. Let's enjoy this night like it's our first... Luciana resumed her caress, devoting herself to making her father even more excited. After some time, Luciana climbed on Humberto, sitting facing him, and letting her wet vagina just rub against the stone-hard roll. Luciana was especially excited, but her intention that night was to give her father unforgettable sensations, as a memory that he would carry forever in his body and in his spirit. She continued to rub Humberto's pulsating member, while offering him the stuffy nipples for his thirsty mouth; Humberto licked and then eagerly sucked the nipples and haloes of his daughter's breasts, delighting in that gift. Humberto's hands felt the softness of his daughter's skin that kissed him with passion and desire, while his hands freed Humberto from his shirt, displaying his broad and firm chest. Moans and whispers were heard and the couple was consumed with desire and excitement. Luciana rubbed her father's member, provoking him without respite; and before he could wait, she let her body slip in the direction of the roller, which invaded her vagina causing a delicious spasm and a loud moan. Humberto grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to himself as she moved up and down, commanding the ladder in such a way that she took the initiative of the insane ladder. They copulated for so long that they forgot everything around them, there was only desire, desire, movement, groans, sighs, sweaty bodies and an inexhaustible desire that it never end. Luciana enjoyed several times, but was surprised to experience the delicious sensation of a multiple orgasm: a successive sequence of enjoyment in which the latter seemed more intense than the former, exulting in the dexterity of her partner who bravely resisted the attack imposed on her body, pressing Luciana against herself and encouraging the upward and downward movements to become more intense, faster and deeper. Humberto announced that he was close to orgasm and asked his daughter to move away; to his surprise, she did not. - No, Dad <unk> she said in a caring and reserved voice <unk> This time, no! Mock within me, leave your seed in me... Humberto looked at his daughter's pleading gaze and hesitated, thinking of the consequences of that act; but he also pondered that it was not something unthinking or furtive; it was the full realization of the desire and love he felt for Luciana, his daughter and also his wife. Thinking about it, he relaxed and let things happen as they should. He ejaculated violently inside Luciana, with vigorous and successive jets, showing that the repressed load was enormous. When it was all over, Humberto and Luciana remained embraced, breathing slowly and feeling the intoxicating presence of each other. And the night progressed, with the couple embraced and let go in the pleasure of their bodies and the essence of their pleasure. Luciana woke up late. She found herself lying in bed ..., alone ..., Humberto had left for the nefarious robbery operation. Luciana felt her heart tighten and a noose blocked her throat. She was afraid ..., afraid of losing her beloved ..., afraid of losing her father ..., afraid of losing her man! A few kilometers away, in an abandoned shed in the most remote area of the city center, men gathered, preparing for their mission. Weapons were checked, weapons checked, vehicles tested ..., everything had to be ready for action. Humberto and Murilo were the leaders of the gang, and everyone had to obey the orders given by them. Humberto discussed only the essentials with Murilo and kept his distance from the subject who had a fox's eye on the lookout for a chance to ruin Humberto's life. In the early afternoon, all fifteen men got into the vehicles and began the journey towards their goal: a small town located in the far north of the state, with just over fifteen hundred inhabitants and a bank branch ready to be looted. On the way, Murilo and Humberto continued separately, each driving one of the vehicles and communicating essentially via cell phone. They made two strategic stops, at separate gas stations so as not to arouse suspicion and always maintained distance and only necessary eye contact. On the neighboring road that gave access to the municipality, the train stopped and everyone covered their faces and prepared their weapons. The entrance was worthy of an action movie. One of the cars, a van, entered the main road, machine-gunning the police station and the military police station, while another, an SUV, followed by a pickup truck, advanced through the opposite access, braking sharply on the sidewalk that gave access to the banking agency. Men jumped quickly, positioned themselves at strategic points, while Murilo, Humberto and another subject, entered the building, firing shots into the air and shouting orders to those present. Murilo went to the manager's room and after kicking him in the face, ordered him to open the safe. The manager still tried to argue about the impossibility of fulfilling Murilo's order, since the safe had electronic remote control and that all his actions were monitored. Murilo gave a morbid laugh, taking out a mobile device, where he typed a code and then pressed the tip of his machine gun into the manager's face, repeating the previous order. Within a few minutes, the safe was open and Humberto passed a radio to the rest of the team, ordering them to enter and make the transport of the money contained in the safe. It was a relatively quick and efficient operation. Emptying the safe, everyone went to the cars and prepared for the escape. At the moment when Humberto was getting into his vehicle, Murilo shouted his name and as he turned towards the boy, a shot was heard ..., and then another ..., shouts and commands were repeated ..., in a few minutes everything was over. Luciana was startled by the ringing of her mobile phone that was on the table in the room; she took a deep breath and felt her heart beat faster ..., it would be Humberto; she had asked him that, as soon as the operation was over, he would inform her that everything was fine. The device kept ringing, while Luciana hesitated to answer it. Without choice and with the pulse beating loudly, she took the device in her hands and did not even look at the screen, activated the service key and took it to her ear. - The house has fallen, girl! <unk> said the alarmed voice on the other side <unk> try to hide that Goya's lackey is on your hunt! Run, girl! "My man is dead!" she thought in despair; Luciana didn't know what to do and when she partially regained her composure, her time was up. A shot fired in the door lock indicated that they were on their heels. Luciana ran into the room, intending to get her gun in the bag, but there was no time. Murilo ran towards her and in a fraction of a second, struck the stick on her chest and face ..., Luciana felt the painful impact of the blows and a powerful crown on her neck made everything dark ... <unk>There was darkness, cold and fear. Luciana was walking uncertainly down a stony path, feeling her feet bruised and a stabbing pain that made her head shake, her eyes become clouded and her conscience foggy ..., she saw, then a light, and coming out from within her, a giant walking towards her ..., she felt a sting in her heart and a smile take over her face ..., she ran towards the giant ..., she thought of Humberto ..., he had come to save her ..., but ..., to her despair it was not her man. It was someone, someone terrible, with a hellish smile and an expression of hatred on his face ...<unk> Slowly, Luciana regained consciousness and saw where she was and how she was. Luciana was naked, tied to a metal bed in a cold, dirty place. The only light available was that emanating from a spot on the upper side of the cot. Luciana felt pain from the blows she had received, and her wrists and ankles burned from the force of the rope that held her. She could hear loud laughter coming from outside the room and by the sound of the voice she concluded that it was some sort of gathering of several men. She tried to get rid of the shackles, but the pain and the still damaged conscience did not allow her any chance of success. Unexpectedly, the door opened, filling the room with an intense luminosity and delineating a bulge that, although unidentifiable, Luciana knew well who it was. Murilo walked to the bed, and sat down on a bench that was next door. Luciana looked at that despicable fellow and had the urge to spit on him. Murilo had an ironic smile on his lips and made it clear the pleasure that this situation brought him. "So, whore?" he said sarcastically. "Now you belong to no one, after all, your husband went to hell and you're here, in my hands". -You son of a bitch! <unk> shouted Luciana, gnashing her teeth <unk> you betrayed my man and let him fuck himself ..., you shit! I'll still ... - Go, no shit, you bitch! <unk> shouted Murilo, interrupting Luciana's hateful speech <unk> You know what's going to happen to you..., wait a minute... Murilo turned towards the door and waved with one of his hands. In a few minutes the room was occupied by about six naked subjects. Murilo looked at Luciana and after another ironic smile, turned to the subjects. - Teach that little whore who's in charge here <unk> ordered Murilo, rising from the bench and heading for the room <unk> But, in the end, I want her alive ..., do you understand? As soon as Murilo left the room, Luciana understood what was waiting for her. One of the men untied her and put her on her feet, tying her again, only this time almost hanging in the middle of the room. Kicks and blows flew towards her body, assaulting her in every possible way. The intensity of the pain was such that Luciana could not hold back the tears that flowed from her eyes and the involuntary screams that came out of her mouth. Almost unconscious, the young woman was again untied and thrown to the ground. One of the subjects held her by the arms with the belly down, while another shoved his hard roll into her anus. More pain, suffering and humiliation. Luciana was healed by the six men. One after another, they lay on her and buried her hard limbs, causing discomfort, pain and a feeling of despair that took over her soul. They pinched her nipples, bit her buttocks, and fucked her pussy, so many and so many times that she begged for death; she pleaded that they kill her, for the greatest pain she felt was not physical. The image of Humberto occupied her mind and even in the face of that torture, what Luciana felt most was the loss of her man..., of her Humberto. Hours later, Luciana was a human rag. Her body covered with bruises, bleeding and painful wounds, did not give her any disposition to get up, to continue living or fighting. She thought that nothing else mattered and that Murilo could do what he wanted with her, because life had lost its meaning. More hours passed until his executioner reappeared in his prison. Murilo approached Luciana's splintered body lying on the cold floor and after carefully examining it, pulled the pike out and urinated on it, laughing and amusing himself with the situation. And before Luciana could do or say anything, Murilo struck her hard, causing the young woman to lose consciousness. When Luciana opened her eyes again, the environment had changed. She was in a clean bed with her body covered by a sheet. She looked around and saw that she was no longer in that cell improvised by Murilo. She tried to get up, but the sharp pains that ran through her muscles reported that she was still recovering from the injuries suffered. Ivone's emergence, coming through a side door, seemed like an angel from the heavens. The transsexual smiled at the girl and passed her hand on her forehead. She plucked her hair and tried to reassure her. Ivone told her that she had been rescued by Rino's gang from the captivity in which she was held by Murilo, and after a bloody struggle had been brought to the house of her friend who was taking care of her. Crying softly, Luciana asked for Humberto. Ivone's eyes were watery and Luciana's heart was tight, so there was no doubt that her man was gone. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the room, brought in a wheelchair by Ivone's faithful assistant ..., it was Humberto! He was alive. Luciana smiled and then fell into tears. It was a cry of joy to know that her man was alive. Days later, Luciana and Humberto were still recovering and he told her that Murilo had tried to kill him, but, luckily, he had a terrible aim. Humberto managed to escape and hide in the vicinity of the attacked city and after finding help from a humble besiegers, he succeeded in contacting Rino who went to pick him up and took him to a safe hiding place. He also said that there was not enough time to rescue Luciana from Murilo's clutches, but that, at the opportune moment, Rino and some more men located the captive and removed Luciana from there. Happy, Luciana and Humberto remained under Ivone's care in a place away from the eyes of Goiás and Murilo and a few months passed until they could fully recover. And a few months later, the couple was ready to take revenge on Murilo. Rino, in turn, took revenge on Goiás, denouncing him to the police and revealing his hiding place. The mailman was arrested in a covert operation and at Rino's request nothing was revealed to his subordinates, as there was still another revenge in progress. One afternoon, Murilo, who still did not know about his boss's imprisonment, was in a motel, having fun with a girl, when the room was invaded by a very special trio. With a gun in his hands, Luciana ordered the girl to take her clothes and disappear. Murilo looked around and found himself surrounded by Humberto, Luciana and Ivone. Humberto approached the subject and before he could keep the sarcastic smile on his face, dealt a blow to his face, causing the blood to flow quickly. Several blows were given to Murilo by Humberto; his hatred was not limited only to the betrayal committed, but mainly to the punishment imposed against Luciana. After catching a lot, Murilo still had the energy to laugh with irony, despising the beating he had just taken. -That's all you can do, crown <unk> he asked with a relaxed air <unk> It seems that the shots have made you softer ... Before he could continue with the insults, Humberto lifted him up from the bed forcefully, applying a painful arm wrench that made the boy groan, as he bent over his own knees, falling to the ground. Humberto looked at Luciana and signaled that Murilo was at his disposal. The girl approached Murilo and faced him with a metallic and vengeful look. The moment she had longed for had arrived. The moment of revenge for her and her father. Armed with a small stick of solid rubber, Luciana began to deliver blows to Murilo's face. They were blows applied with such force that it did not take long for the boy's face to be disfigured and soaked in blood. And Luciana continued with her attempt, until her arm no longer had the strength to strike and her breath became almost breathless from so much effort. And as soon as it began, the punishment was over. Humbert released the boy who collapsed on the carpet soaked in his own blood, coughing and spitting as he tried to somehow show himself capable of standing up to his enemies. "Then", he said in a voice broken by coughing fits and waves of blood, "are you satisfied, piranha?" Humberto had an urge to pick up where Luciana left off, but the young woman held her father's arm and looked at him affectionately. "Leave him alone", she said in a soft voice, "that bastard is worthless, his days are numbered". "Why?" asked Murilo still with sarcasm in his voice. "You're going to kill me, you slut!" No, I want you to live, live and suffer. The door of the suite opened and an unusual couple appeared before Murilo. It was Ivone and her protégée, the same girl Luciana sees sometimes; her name was Maria, but everyone knew her by the vulgar <unk>Arlequina<unk>; moreover, she was dressed in character, just like the character in the comics. Luciana took Humberto by the arms and sat on the edge of the bed to enjoy the spectacle that was about to happen. Ivone went up to the boy, laying on top of him and then urinating on his face; Murilo tried to react, but when he did, he was struck in the groin by the young Harlequin. It was such a strong blow that Murilo tried to shrink, but there was no time for this, as his aggressors proceeded to kick him in the same region, inflicting him with boundless pain. Murilo almost lost consciousness, but when that was about to happen, Ivone took a bottle of cold water from the fridge and poured its contents on his face. The subject had no way to even sketch a reaction, because the pain and the blows had drained all his energy. Ivone, with the help of Harlequin, took the mattress off the bed and tied the boy on the metal platform. Murilo, gathering the little energy he had left, began to laugh and giggle jokingly. - It's over, your crazy bitch has provoked him, thinking that his torture had come to an end. -We're almost there, you piece of shit <unk> responded Ivone while pulling out of his pocket a knife,, displaying the blade to Murilo's despair <unk> Now it's time to cut the evil by the root ..., and by the way, I'm not biased, I'm transsexual ... Harlequin approached the boy and placed a gag in his mouth, tying it tightly. The cut was precise, yet time-consuming enough for Murilo to experience a level of pain never felt before. When it was all over, the group left the room, leaving Murilo to fend for himself. - That one over there <unk> commented Harlequin, looking at Ivone <unk> You'll never be able to fuck anyone again... - I hope he survives <unk> commented Luciana <unk> survive to suffer ... Humberto hugged his daughter and they all left. Days later, Humberto and Luciana were at the airport, saying goodbye to Rino, who still regretted the departure of his friend, but understood and respected his will. Humberto wanted to start over with Luciana in another place ..., he knew that it would be impossible to leave the criminal life, but wanted the minimum of security for his precious. And Rino stayed there, in the boarding room enjoying the plane taking off and taking his friends to a new destination ..., a new life. Humberto was roused from his deep sleep by the passionate kisses and daring caresses of Luciana who, naked, rubbed herself on him with grief, demonstrating all her desire and desire. Humberto caressed the naked body of his daughter and began to return the kisses and caresses received. Humberto then turned over Luciana's body, penetrating her first and causing her to sigh with pleasure upon feeling the vigorous and deep initial thrust. Humberto began to thrust with vigorous movements, which caused a huge feeling of pleasure in his daughter. Both of them moaned uncontrollably, letting their bodies give the rhythm of that sexual dance that they dreamed of having no end. Once again, Luciana experienced the incredible sensation of having successive orgasms, the intensity of which increased from one to another; she clung to her father and let herself be gingered in tune with him. In the next moment, Luciana stood on all fours and begged to be raped by her father, who promptly complied with the request of his daughter and lover. He buried his role in his daughter's little ring, tearing out moans and sighs in euphoria. In the same rhythm in which Humberto threw his pelvis against Luciana's butt, she retaliated, throwing herself in the opposite direction, allowing for an even deeper penetration, scratching cries of pleasure. Attentive, Humberto leaned over his daughter and with one hand searched for his clitoris, massaging it affectionately and making his daughter experience more stupendous joys. Luciana giggled in rage and delighted in the potency of her father who, every day, showed himself more virile and fiery towards her ..., it was no less, since father and daughter had become lovers, accomplices and partners in crime. They knew full well that this was an uncertain life, surrounded by dangers, threats and incalculable risks, but they also knew that they had each other, forever. Humberto groaned in despair. - Have fun, Dad! <unk> encouraged daughter <unk> fills me with his hot and tasty fucking ... Humberto mocked intensely, filling Luciana's bowels with his hot, viscous semen. As soon as he removed the roll from Luciana's anus, Humberto gazed at the exuberance of her butt and the sperm- pouring saddle. He kissed the lover's buttocks and then licked her ass. Luciana lay on her back in bed, and let her father feed on her ass, while she closed her eyes, dreamed and thought. <unk>No matter what the future holds for us ..., it matters that we have each other ..., forever ..., my father, my lover, my man ..., and also ..., the father of my future brother ...<unk> Luciana was happy, although she still did not feel confident to reveal her pregnancy to her father; but, she was sure that he would understand that she needed to give and receive this gift ..., the gift that seals a forbidden love, a bandit's lust! P.S. Luciana and Humberto still live out there, wrapped in their love realized in fullness.... P.S. (2) Forgive me for the last part being so long, but it was too much inspiration!