The bed is covered with a soft pink nylon bedspread, with tons of ruffles on the sides, and the curtains are from the same material, also with ruffles... As I open the closet I see rows of blouses, skirt suits, etc. As I open a drawer, my mouth falls open as I see al her lovely corsets and long line bra's in pink, white and black. Of course I can't resist to try them on, so I strip down all my male clothes and start to put on a pink longline bra, which fits me perfectly. After that I put on a. She had been on top that time, too. The look in his eyes as he penetrated his daughter for the first time was somethign she would never forget. But the look in his eyes the second time they made love, with her on her back and her legs pushed back so that her knees nearly touched her chest and her feet rested on his shoulders, the look in his eyes then made her heart melt. The same way he was looking at her now. Love, devotion, the purity of a father’s affection combined with the powerful desire. However that did not disturb him at all and he still kept looking at me. Somehow this really started to excite me and i felt myself getting aroused real fast. I think he must have seen the little grin on my face because then he remarked, how I was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen and how much he loved my breasts. He said he had tried to control his feelings for the past month but now could not do so anymore. By now I was intensely aroused and without saying a word i undid my. I rolled over on the bed and wrapped my arms around him, laying my head down on his chest. I listened to his heart beating softly. It was calm and steady and peaceful. I felt myself almost falling asleep to it. “What does this mean?” I asked him, looking across the room that we shared together. We had just shared something so amazing that brother and sister were not supposed to share. What did that mean for the both of them? “It means,” he said as he rolled me onto my back and laid slightly on.