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She felt ready for sex but she wanted it on her terms not some hormone flooded teen’s. In two years she had dated five boys but the intimate moments were limited to making out and an occasional fondle of each other but she remained chaste to them, her only erotic companions were her fingers and a fist sized torpedo shaped vibrator she stole from her mother on one of the rare occasions she went to visit her. But recently something new began to bubble her blood, tickle her mind. Willow wanted to experience real sex, but only at the hands of a mature, skilled man. Her father. She wasn’t sure what was happening to her, why she felt what she did, thought of her father that way but if one could delve into her sub-conscience they would find that the closeness they shared along with the intimacy of a coming of age female living with a handsome virile male was a strong factor. Over the past few months Willow watched him with increased sensual awareness, she had begun to find ways and reasons to see her father intimately. Her curiosity caused her to sneak the bathroom door open to watch him behind the water spotted glass while he showered. Twice she ‘accidentally’ barged into the bathroom while her father was toweling off, catching quick glimpses of his nudity before he shouted at her. They spent time together in the Gym, he keeping fit, she toning her youthful body. At the end doggy style of an hour of exercise her stomach would ripple from the inside out while she watched the sheen of sweat on her father’s chest and back. On more than one occasion she felt compelled to go to him, to kiss and lick away the rivulets of sweat, only sheer determination kept her from him. She felt tremors of sexual hunger Hardcore when she saw women sneaking looks at him as he exercised. She went to his bedroom while he slept to admire the breadth and thickness of his muscular chest. His stomach was flat to a narrow waist and he had toned, well defined, muscular legs. Since he slept nude she was often treated to the full exposure of his body. On those occasions her leg muscles would shiver, her chest grew warm while she inspected how his lengthy cock lay over his balls. More than once she almost succumbed to the desire to lie next to him. But the most intense feelings happened when she would sit outside his bedroom door when his girlfriend Molly spent the pussy night, she could project herself into Molly’s body and feel what her father was doing. “She’ll do whatever she can to get Master off.” missionary she purred. “None taken.” Tegan laughed. Hell, when I was with Jhanvi I nearly broke her face with my cock. 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