I started having incest phone sex with my fat daughter, Oaklee because she was always so submissive and eager to please. {My dad wrote this describing our relationship awhile back and thought it was hot so this is from my sweet daddy’s perspective} She had this innocent look about her that made me want to corrupt her completely. Plus, there’s something about the taboo nature of it all that turned me on – knowing we were breaking one of society’s biggest rules just added fuel to the fire.
As for her fat body parts… Christ almighty, where do I begin? Her massive tits are like pillows for my head when we fuck; they jiggle and bounce as if they have a life of their own during sex. And then there’s her ass – round, plump, and begging for a good spanking before being taken hard from behind. But nothing compares to her stretched-out pussy lips; every time I push inside them, it feels like sinking into warm butterscotch sauce. It’s both disgusting and arousing at the same time – like taking a bite out of an apple pie fresh from the oven while licking your fingers clean afterwards.
And let’s not forget those cellulite dimples scattered across her thighs and stomach – they add character (and make great handles) when pulling her close or pushing into certain positions. The smell of sweat mixed with desperation emanating from between those rolls only serves to heighten our experience together; it reminds us both how depraved we truly are beneath our facades as father-daughter pairings should be respectful ones filled with love instead of lust
As for why I continue this twisted relationship with my daughter… well, let’s just say she’s become quite skilled at pleasing me in every way possible. She knows exactly how to work her fat body to drive me wild – grinding against me when we dance or making love under the sheets late at night while everyone else sleeps. And let’s face it: there aren’t many women out there who can take a pounding like she can without complaint (or even moaning)..