.. uh ... I don’t ... I don’t think...” I nodded. “See,” I interrupted her, “we’ve got this weird little taboo thing about the female bo...y where it needs to conform to a certain idea, and if it deviates from that, you’ll almost be outcast. Like, if you keep your armpits, or even your pussy unshaved, you’re somehow less accepted than the skankiest crack-whore. Consequently, only people who don’t care much about social acceptance, like artists or hippies, stay unshaved. And me,” I laughed.“You. It was wrong to feel sexually attracted to your own daughter, he thought. But the sight of her tightly-stretched little cunt was burned into his brain, and the more Don thought about her the more frustrated he became. He sat down and tried to watch TV, hoping his hard-on would deflate before she came out. He certainly didn't want his daughter to see him like this!A couple of minutes later, Melissa came out of the bathroom and noticed her father sitting on the sofa. 'Show time!', she thought. It was stiff and warm and so big it filled my whole mouth. It had gone in a few inches when he slowly drew it back again. I could actually feel it growing in my mouth. When I thought he was going to pull it out he slowly pushed it back in. He did this a few more times, and I realized he was just wetting his cock as he went, in preparation for what was to come. After about a minute he was slipping his dick in and out of my mouth slowly with a steady rhythm."Oh yeah," he moaned softly and it. Hoping she would want to have a baby and I could take advantage of her. I knew it was wrong but I was starting to get blue balls. “Lets have kids. Stick your peepee into my peepee.” I could do it now. I haven’t cum in weeks. My cock was rock hard as I thought about fucking her. But the consequences had me thinking. If I got caught I would be in serious trouble. Rick probably wouldn’t be my friend anymore. “Okay.. But you know we have to take our clothes off, right?” I gave in. My cock was.