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His rough hands were wrapped around his solid cock. The veins protruding from the underside of his shaft seemed never ending as his hands flew up and down. His head was leaned back and his mouth was left slightly open as he grunted. His noises of pleasure filled the air, I knew I should walk away but for some reason I couldn’t. I stayed rooted to the spot, my eyes drawn to the precum bubbling on the tip of his erection. Nature was telling me to take it, to lick it, to taste it. My instincts were pushing me to step forward, make my presence known. My arms were trembling, I felt as if my knees were knocking as I continued watching. The way his hand twisted around his member mesmerized me. He knew exactly what felt good, and he made sure to do it all. I moaned quietly, unable to hold it in anymore. His eyelids flew upward, his bright green eyes caught in mine. I stood in fear, I had been caught watching my father masturbate.Time seemed to stop in that moment. His masturbation was cut short and my breathing was brought to an end. I looked away from his eyes, getting caught on his still hardened member. He didn’t seem to lose any of his firmness, if anything it seemed as if he became more hard. I walked forward, some foreign presence pushing me along.”Daddy… can I taste?”My Escort Küçükyalı voice seemed young, my demeanor almost foolish. I was 18 but I suddenly didn’t feel anywhere near that age. I was not sexual, I didn’t know anything. It wasn’t that I had been sheltered, I just had never searched for the sexual knowledge. But being in such close confines with a man’s penis I couldn’t turn away. I dropped to my knees by his chair, staring up in wonder. Upon closer inspection I saw his hands trembling around his hardened shaft, I reached up, touching the tip with intense curiosity. He groaned and pulled his hand away from himself. I looked up into his eyes, seeing a visual representation of the battle he must be feeling inside. The fatherly intuition telling him to walk away and leave it besides, the male instructions to use the fertile girl on her knees in front of him to continue his blood line. I didn’t want him to turn me away, I wanted him to teach me.Which is why I decided to act. I reached up delicately, wrapping my feminine hand around his erection. The feel of the heat throbbing beneath my touch sent a new stream of wetness squirting out of my pussy into my cotton panties. Sinking my teeth into my lip I began moving my grip up and Kartal escort down, confused as to what to do. “What do I do now?”His lips were quivering as he took a hold of my hands, signaling me to tighten my grip before sliding my hand up and down. He was teaching me moment by moment how to tease a man’s cock. I couldn’t help but giggle quietly, deep in my chest, following his instructions. My grasp was firm as I continued my relentless up and down movements, twisting my wrist at the head of his cock. My speeds varied, slow, fast, depending on his various reactions. I didn’t know if he was getting close, but I had a feeling that since he was pistoning up into my hand he must be getting close. His calloused fingers were clenching onto the arms of the chair repeatedly and he was gasping, panting, rolling his moans into a stream of constant noise.He finally pushed up one last time, groaning loudly. I didn’t think to move and was rewarded with his jets of creamy white cum covering my face. I screamed in surprise and stopped jacking him off. He continued to cum, his eyes were clenched shut and I was afraid I had done something wrong. Looking down I wiped his cum from my face with my fingers. Sucking them off slowly I forgot that my father was Suadiye escort bayan still in the room, I was completely lost in the taste of his cum on my mouth.”Baby girl…”His voice was shaky, scared, raspy. I had never heard him sound this way and in any other situation I would have tried to comfort my father. This wasn’t any other situation, the remnants of my father’s sperm was sitting on my taste buds. I needed more, and nothing could stop me from getting what I wanted. Sitting up on my knees I grabbed his now soft member. I closed my eyes as I slowly slid the tip into my mouth. The taste of his flesh against me, his manly musk, was overwhelming. I tightened my hold on his shaft and began to suck, searching for any remaining drop of his cum. A few spilled into my mouth and it pressed me on to do more. I wasn’t sure what to do, but I had to try.”Lick it baby… Suck it for daddy.”His fingers became entwined in my hair. His words soaked into my mind and I began to follow them. Pulling away I ran my tongue up the length of his shaft, in circles around the head, and sucked it into my mouth. I took too much in and began to gag. I pulled off quickly, my eyes wide with fear and watery. I looked up at my father, seeing his immense love for me embedded into his expression. “It’s okay, try again.”I nodded slowly, leaning down again and repeating my previous actions. Although, this time I didn’t gag. He slid deeper into my mouth before I pulled off and tried again. I began to bob up and down on his cock, reveling in the feeling of him quickly hardening within my mouth.