Her knees were suddenly very shaky. She needed to sit down.Feeling her begin to tremble he cupped her ass, bracing her as she slid her back down the s...ooth, metal wall. At the ground he slid his hands around the out side of her hips, her knees resting on his shoulders. The pressure of his weight against the ground offering minor relief to his aching member. She tasted amazingly sweet and salty. That perfect mix of sweat from the hot day and Her perfect pussy's fragrant juice. He couldn't get. She had no other choice so she left her home. All she had with her was a bag of her clothes and a few hundred rupees.Soon she was without money and the conductor of the bus, in which she was travelling, got her down and soon due to the chilling cold and hunger she fell unconscious.When she woke up, she found herself on a shabby cot knitted with coconut grass. It was a small hut with just a few utensils in the corner and a small chullah. Whole hut was lighted with just one lantern although it. I tried the closest set, but they were locked. I went to the next set. They were locked too.I shook my head. Was this another layer of protection put up by the caster? Or was it simply the normal practice of school security?I went to a third set. One of them had to be unlocked. I didn’t want to use Magic to get in if I could help it.“Excuse me,” someone said.I looked around. A woman with red hair walked my way. She wore a light black suit jacket with a lavender blouse unbuttoned dangerously. I am so desperately in love with my dad, I pleaded, “Daddy do you like fucking your daughter? Do you want her body?”My dad drives his cock fully inside me and gasps, “Yes! I want my daughter’s body! I’ve always wanted her!”Our fucking becomes a craving desire we can't escape. Dad and daughter bound sexually in the most taboo way possible. Our kisses grow deeper and longer. His penetration of me branded me as his woman. His cock filled my most private places over and over again.As my dad’s cock.