Daddy’s Little Girl (Chapter 4)

He’s not going to…Melinda thought as she felt her father’s head move.

Eric knew how wrong this was, how crazy, but yet he couldn’t stop. He coated his fingers with her clear juice then lubricated her hot clit. He inched further down her chest and watched as if it were someone else’s hand. It wasn’t real, he told herself. He couldn’t be touching his daughter’s cunt.

Suddenly, Melinda gasped and her hips pushed up.

Her vagina tightened around his fingers as she orgasmed briefly. She grabbed her dad’s hand and squeezed it.

Moments later, all was silent except for the birds chirping in the forest and the labored breathing of a father and his daughter. Then Eric turned towards Melinda and softly kisses her on her tender lips. He then fell back onto the ground, his chest still heaving up and down. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. God, if she hadn’t came when she did, what was I going to do? he asked himself.

“I think it’s time we head back,” Eric said to his daughter.

“Dad, I uh, uh, I’m sorry,”