7241 Recursion by Stepdaddy
In the dark of her bedroom, Lisa could feel, rather than see, the red flush of mortification crash over her body, like an Atlantic roller against a November shore. It may seem odd that she noted this particular physical sensation at all, considering the competing stimuli: her own bony knees pressing into her cupcake breasts, the sour, whisky-tinged breath wafting into her face, and the hundred-and-eighty pound man pinning her down.
[More Info]Tags: Ma/ft, Reluctant, Rape, Incest, Father, Daughter, Humiliation
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