I have no fucking idea what any of that means, except that it resulted in the two women in my house making my life hell for two fucking days while they fought over hair. It was the fucking hormones, too. Never let a fucking mother and daughter, both on their periods, do fucking anything together. Let alone one try to cut the other’s hair.
I order organic cotton feminine pads from a specialty website in France every month, to be sure whatever is touching her pretty little virgin cunt is grade-A.
“I’ve been waiting to see what you look like with your legs spread for me for too long. I’m not done looking yet.”
“Then you take it out, princess. Be a brave little girl and take Daddy out.”
I’d never leave her, and now I know, as much as I’ve pretended in the past that I could, I’ll never let her go either. Mine. Fucking mine. I licked it, it’s fucking mine.
“You make me do this, you know. You force Daddy to do things he shouldn’t do.”
“You made sure you stayed a little girl for Daddy, didn’t you? Kept this nice and tight. Saving it for the one man in your life who deserved to fuck it bloody. Tell Daddy he’s earned it.”
“That wasn’t coconut oil I pushed up into your hole earlier, either. That was Daddy’s seed. It’s up inside you right now, those little soldiers of mine swimming, searching for one of your ripe little eggs to breed. I’ve marked you, daughter, and I’m going to keep marking you in ways you can’t even imagine.”
“Learn how to suck dick like your fucking life depends on it.” I pause, filling my lungs, then releasing the air on a low growl as I nod at the floor in front of my feet. “On your knees, open your mouth.”
“You’re so pretty with my cock in your mouth.” I pat her head and finally withdraw.










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