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I stared at the ceiling agonizing over my weakness, amazed at my father's stamina and the firmness of his cock.
"You're good, sugar." He said, as he pushed himself up off of me. "Real good. You get cleaned up and dressed and I'll go start breakfast."
During the remaining week that I was there, he pursued me passionately whenever there was time; morning, afternoon or night. I resisted good-naturedly, allowing him a sense of conquest. I'd seen mama do it lots of times. In return, he fucked me real good!
On the bus ride back to Chicago I pondered my choices.
I could stay in Chicago, working and losing all control and decision-making concerning my two boys and fight with my drunken, jobless husband. Leaving him amounted to the same thing, except no regular cock. Strange cock was not my cup of tea.
Or, I could bring them and myself back to the farm. The more modern times and good schools would create a good life to raise the boys.
And, cock, be it my father's, would be regular.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 8 years agoEnjoyed this immensely. Keep on writing. You do tell a good story.
Warren
Anonymousabout 11 years agoHaven't read an incest story in a while and this one makes me wonder why i did stop. Well written and I will be keeping an eye out for chapter 2
Anonymousabout 11 years agoAwesome, she needs to move back to the farm and lets see what happens with her Father on a regular basis!! Really good but could use a bit of editing help, but please continue no story has made my pussy tingle like this is ages, THANKS!!
Royyear85about 11 years agoGreat chapter. Loved the way you built up the way to the ultimate scene. Cant wait for the next chapter. The nastier the better!! ;)
