She stood there for awhile, teasing herself by stroking around her nipples which were in need of attention, and lightly prodding around her bright pin... clit, but never quite touching it. Soon aayushi's breath started to quicken and she couldn't stand the torture any longer. Jumping up onto the countertop behind her, she situated herself in front of the mirror once more and spread her legs open as far to the side as they would go. Her being as flexible as she was, she had a perfect view of her. It was a simple design with a bed in one corner and a wardrobe and a desk in the other. Clothes were scattered on the floor and it struck me how lonely she must be at her age to live on her own. I looked up and down her beautiful body and pushed her onto her unmade bed. "Take of your clothes!" I demanded. She reluctantly pulled her blouse over her head, revealing her pink bra underneath. Then she slid her skirt down to her ankles and lay there in her matching pink knickers. She had her hand. ” She began to cry softly. I kissed a tear, and asked, “Did I hurt you very much?” “You hurt me because you stopped. I have a confession to make. I did not forget my pajamas. I planned all of this. I want you to, Daddy.” This time I did not stop, but pushed hard into my daughter’s vagina, breaking her hymen, and going deep into where no man or boy had gone before. I could tell that her first intercourse was continually painful, and I had been aroused. She didn’t object and I watched whole movie holding her hands, placed on arm rest.After movie, she asked me to come to her house and have dinner as all shops would be closed by now, mind it, it was 1130 in night. I followed her car and reached her housing society. Wow, it was an amazing locality and as we reached there to her apartment, she invited me in. she told me that no one was there as her husband was out of town and her son was sleeping with her domestic help. I sat on sofa and she sat.