Yes I have a daughter. And yes she grew up and turned into a damn good looking young woman. Just like her mom was, back when I met her. Asked her for a date. And began to fuck her brains out. But after more than two decades of marriage, the fire between my wife and me wasn’t burning that hot anymore. We still had sex with each other from time to time, but it was somehow more just out of an old habit. The passion, the attraction towards each other was just gone. And nope, we weren’t planing to divorce. We still loved each other. We just were looking for a way to fix our sex life. And yes, we found a way to fix our love live. A really nice, taboo, perverted and kinky one.
Back in the more or less dead bedroom days my wife and I where laying in bed, after one not that great sexual encounter, and talking. Talking about how to fix our sex life. And we began to talk about our fantasies. What we where dreaming about. What we weren’t able to tell each other before. It took a while for me to fully open up. And it took her a while to fully open up. After some back and forth mixed with a lot beating around the bush, we both admitted one thing: We had something for young girls. Girls the age our 18 year old daughter was.