I had woke up early one Saturday morning, going into the kitchen and making some coffee. Sitting at the table, thinking of making breakfast, but thought I would wait for Rebecca, my 20-year-old daughter to wake up. My wife had left several years ago, leaving me to bring up Becca alone. Becca was a beautiful girl, soft hair, great little body, and such firm perky little titties, she was going to make some guy extremely happy one day.
I hear the sound of her coming into the kitchen and turned to look towards her. She was running her fingers through her hair, and yawning. I could see her thighs as her rode parted while she walked in, and the little tease of cleavage she was showing with her arms raised.
She walked over to the table and jumped up on it, sitting right next to me. Her robe slipped open some, and showed more of her thigh, and just a glimpse of her sweet pussy lips.
“Good Morning baby” I said to her.
“Morning daddy, did you sleep good last night?” Becca asked me.
“Not to bad, just didn’t seem to be asleep long.” I told her.
I couldn’t tell her that I slept restless because I was thinking of her lying in the next room, her sweet young body, tight and virgin. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman, and looking at her, in her tight jeans, her short skirts, was starting to make me wonder.
“I’m sorry daddy, maybe you just need to go out and find a girl to bring home and wear yourself out, maybe that will make you sleep better.”
This was coming from my daughter, my sweet innocent daughter.
“Don’t you miss having a woman to hold, kiss, and all the other things you did with mom each night?” she asked inquisitively.
“Now, why do you say that? How do you know the things I did with your mother?” I asked shocked.
“We talked about it when she gave me the sex talk daddy. She told me all about sex, and I asked her about what it was like with you. She told me everything you did together.” Then she let out a coy smile.
I couldn’t believe my ears. My wife had told my daughter about how I fucked her, sucked her clit, everything.
“Well Becca, when to people love and care for each other, sex is a natural part of the relationship.” I told her, trying not to let my excitement get the best of me.
Then she turned towards me, and slide across the table so she was in front of me. Resting her feet on each arm of the chair, pulling the robe down between her legs.
“Daddy? Do you love me?” she asked, with a sparkle in her eyes.
“Of course I do Rebecca, you’re my little girl.” Taking a drink of my coffee, trying not to choke as I imagined her legs spread before me.
“I’m not such a little girl anymore daddy. I’m all grown up.” She looked at me seriously now.
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