My widower dad has issues. He doesn't want to go out; when I take him out, all he does is moan. All my brother does is take a beer round and sit talking about United. I decided the next time I went round that we would stay in, and when we did, Dad told me I looked so much like mum, and it became very apparant what he meant.
Genre: Incest
Tags: Heterosexual, Fiction, Incest, Father, Daughter
Sex Contents: Much Sex
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